Daily life of the Mistress 68

Xing Dai Rong was spewing a torrent of angry words, her rage reaching its peak, when she heard Cheng Yunshuo softly call out to her from the side, “Dai Rong.” She was so distraught, fearing that Cheng Yunshuo wouldn’t understand Qiu Ling’s words, that she grabbed his hand and stamped her foot, “Yun Shuo, did you hear what she said? She wants me to be like her, to become a concubine! That green tea b*tch, how can she be so shameless, constantly trying to make me feel bad!” (Green tea b*tch is a derogatory term for someone who pretends to be innocent and virtuous while being manipulative and deceitful.)

But Cheng Yunshuo understood.

And he had given it serious thought.

“Dai Rong, you can’t remain nameless and without status in this manor forever.”

Xing Dai Rong stopped her tirade in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looked at Cheng Yunshuo. What did he mean by that…? Did he also want her to become a concubine?

Yes. That was exactly what Cheng Yunshuo was thinking. He was no longer the impulsive young man who only cared about love and believed that two hearts could overcome any worldly obstacle. As their arguments had gradually diluted their passion, and now with him having a job and gradually settling into the conventional world, he realized that Xing Dai Rong’s current status beside him was inappropriate. How could she stay with him for the rest of their lives without a name or title?

He needed to give Xing Dai Rong an identity, not only for his own sake but also for hers.

Of course, Xing Dai Rong could only be a concubine. After all, he already had a wife in name.

Xing Dai Rong could only be a mistress.

“You want me to be a concubine…?!” Xing Dai Rong stared at him, a mixture of shock and fury in her eyes.

Cheng Yunshuo looked at her intently, his voice serious, “Dai Rong, there’s nothing wrong with being a concubine. You can move freely within the Houfu (侯府, the Houfu is the manor of a nobleman) in the open, you’ll have your own share of everything in the Houfu, and you won’t feel resentful when Qiu Ling gets new clothes while you don’t. Lu Lingyun is kind and generous, she will treat you well.”

“Cheng Yunshuo! You beast!” Xing Dai Rong shoved him away and stormed back to her room, her anger burning hot.

Seeing that Xing Dai Rong had once again flown into a temper and left, Qiu Ling, the instigator, seized the opportunity, “Young Master, Miss Xing has such a temper…”

Before she could finish her provocative words, Cheng Yunshuo immediately chased after her.

“Dai Rong!”

“Dai Rong!”

Witnessing Cheng Yunshuo’s unwavering affection, Qiu Ling stomped her foot in frustration. How could he still be trying to coax her? That woman, who couldn’t even see her own place, should be left alone for a while!

But Cheng Yunshuo couldn’t bear to ignore Xing Dai Rong. He still cared deeply for her. He knew she wouldn’t accept it if he brought up this matter directly today, so he needed to try a gentler approach.

“Dai Rong, let me explain.”

“I don’t want to listen, you get out, get out! Go to Qiu Xiang Courtyard (秋香院), go to Lu Lingyun, wherever you want to go, go! It’s all fake, everything you said is fake!”

The two continued their argument through the door of their room, causing everyone else in the Yao Guang Pavilion (摇光阁, a leisure pavilion) to rush out.

Qing Feng asked Qiu Kui, who was following behind, “What happened again?”

“Don’t even get me started,” Qiu Kui said with a helpless sigh. “We ran into Autumn Lotus Sister (秋菱姐) in the courtyard earlier, and she suggested that Miss Xing become a concubine…”

Qiu Kui recounted the incident in the courtyard to the others.

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