Chapter 68 - 68 It's a Regret That You Still Have to Continue Working for Me
68 It’s a Regret That You Still Have to Continue Working for Me
“Miss, I’ll go prepare for the general. It’s been hard on you to take care of the Third Young Master. I’ll do it.” Zi Yun tried her best to be tactful.
Shen Yaowei shook her head firmly. “It’s different, Zi Yun. Father will definitely be happier if he can eat the delicacies I made myself.”
A drop of cold sweat trickled down Zi Yun’s forehead as she thought of the last time the General ate a ball of black mashed potatoes made by Shen Yaowei and immediately went to the toilet. He had diarrhea and had to be helped out by the servants.
However, seeing how confident Shen Yaowei was, she could not say anything. She could only pray for the general in her heart.
Not long after Shen Yaowei went to the kitchen, the news reached the backyard.
After receiving this news, Song Lingyun hurriedly went to Yu Linlang’s room.
As soon as she entered, she saw Yu Linlang sitting at the desk. Only the lamp on the desk was lit in the room, making it look a little dark and strangely cold.
Rubbing the goosebumps on her arms, Song Lingyun quickly walked to the desk. “Linlang, that fool is going to the kitchen to make food for your uncle. Your uncle is in a bad mood and is locking himself in the study. You should quickly make some delicious food and send it to him.”
Yu Linlang was writing furiously, as if she had not heard Song Lingyun.
Song Lingyun craned her neck and glanced at what she was writing.
There were many poems written on the white paper on the table, each one brilliant.
“Falling snow is not a heartless thing. It turns into spring mud to protect flowers…” Song Lingyun’s gaze stopped on the poem that Yu Linlang had just written. She could not help but read it out loud. Then, she revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. “Linlang, this poem is really amazing! How did you think of it?”
After Yu Linlang finished writing, she stopped writing and heaved a sigh of relief.
Glancing at the black figure standing timidly not far away, a cold smile flashed across her eyes. Then, when she turned to look at Song Lingyun, a gentle and quiet smile appeared on her beautiful face. “Mother, I’ve been studying these recently and have gained some insights.”
“Not bad, not bad. Didn’t Prince Zhao like you to be full of wisdom? Write more love poems for him to like.” Song Lingyun said bold words, then paused and changed the topic. “Did you hear what I just said?”
Yu Linlang nodded and said with a smile, “Mother, go and rest first. I’ll prepare to go to the kitchen.”
Song Lingyun liked Yu Linlang’s obedient appearance the most. She looked at her lovingly. “You must please your uncle more. You can’t let him marry you to that Zhou guy. Didn’t His Highness Prince Zhao say that he would make you his secondary consort after he becomes the Crown Prince? As long as you can last until His Highness Prince Zhao becomes the Crown Prince and he wants to marry you, your uncle won’t dare have any objections.”
Yu Linlang naturally knew what Song Lingyun meant. She lowered her eyes to hide the glint that flashed across them. “Yes, I know.”
Song Lingyun nodded in satisfaction, then turned and walked out of the room.
Seeing Song Lingyun leave the room and close the door, Yu Linlang hooked her finger at the figure not far away. “Come here.”
The black figure floated in front of Yu Linlang.
The girl-like figure was dressed in a tattered black robe. Silver chains bound her neck, hands, and feet. Her skin was the greenish-white color of a dead person’s, and her face was covered in wounds and pus. Only her large eyes looked normal as she looked at Yu Linlang timidly.
“Didn’t you say that if I can help you get the title of talented woman from the Dragon Lake Meeting, you’ll let me go? You can’t lie to a ghost.”
Yu Linlang supported her chin with her hand and looked at the female soul in front of her. “But I didn’t get the title. Lin Xiao’an, it’s a pity that you still have to continue helping me.”