Chapter 90: By day I think of you, by night I think of you

  She kowtowed to the ground, firmly saying: "I dare not deceive the Regent King, this nightgown was personally sewn by my family's young lady, one stitch at a time!"

  "The young lady said that red is the auspicious color, this nightgown was made for the Regent and the young lady's grand wedding day evening wear, it has been cut and sewn since the day the young lady returned to the mansion..."

  "These past few days, the young lady has been bedridden and couldn't do anything else, so she focused on finishing this nightgown. This morning, as soon as it was done, she hastily had me bring it over to the Regent, wanting to know if he likes it..."

  Here is the translation:

  "Miss had her fingers pierced in many places to make this garment... and even embroidered her own thoughts onto the nightgown... who would have thought that the Regent Prince would first accept someone else's nightgown!"

  "Could it be that the Regent's words about marrying our family's young lady were false?"

  In the Daxing Dynasty, there were seamstresses who made ready-to-wear clothes and some exquisite embroidery. However, men's nightclothes were either sewn by their mothers or sisters at home, or by their wives. But Yan Beizheng's mother had passed away early, and he had no sisters, so Autumn's words clearly implied that she blamed Yan Beizheng for getting entangled with other women.

  "How dare you!" Ye Ming Leng coldly shouted: "You little girl, how many brains do you have, daring to ask about the Regent King's affairs?"

  He was kind and feared that Autumn would offend Yan Beichen and lose his life.

  Sheng Jinshu of Yong'an Marquis Manor was a bold one, daring to show attitude to her master.

  The maid of Yong'an Marquis's manor is also fearless?

  Yan Beizhuang tore open his night clothes, and only looked at the inside of his clothes. The first thing that caught his eye was the poem "You have me in you, I have you in me". However, there was more to this poem - Jinshu enters my arms, my arms enter dreams of Jinshu, thinking of you by day, thinking of you by night.

  Jin Xiu is her, Huai Jin is him, she... misses him?

  Thinking of him during the day and thinking of him at night?

  "Ahem!" Yan Beizheng suddenly let out a fake cough, his face somewhat unnatural.

  The chill and murderous intent in the room dissipated, like winter snow melting away, and in an instant, spring returned to the earth, warm and peaceful...

  "The Regent, I wouldn't dare to ask about the Regent's affairs," Autumn also noticed that the room wasn't as cold as before and plucked up her courage to say: "But my life was saved by Miss, Miss treated me like a sister, I have nothing to repay Miss with, I just want to speak up for Miss!"

  "The young lady is kind and soft-hearted, whoever treats her well, she will treat that person with all her heart. In the past, the second prince often came to the mansion to give gifts to the young lady, and the young lady thought that the second prince was someone who could be trusted for life. Who knew that the second prince not only deceived the young lady but also secretly collaborated with Butterfly Clothes Miss to stab the young lady in the back!"

  "Miss is someone who can't tolerate any injustice, and she can only cut off the person with ill intentions. But how about the good years she lost for nothing? How about the ridicule and humiliation she suffered for the Second Prince?"

  "Your Highness, I'm not clear how you know my young mistress or why you say you want to marry her. But if it's just a passing fancy, or if you're like the Second Prince and are close with other noble ladies while being intimate with my mistress... If I can still return home alive today, I will advise my mistress not to have any expectations or thoughts of Your Highness, and to..."

  "How dare you!" Yan Beichen's face turned red with rage: "You dare to drive a wedge between me and Jin'er?"

  "Tonight, beside Jin'er, absolutely cannot let this suspicious maid stay, take her out... " Kill without pardon!

  Yan Beizhuang's words were cut off as the butler's leg stepped inside.

  A keen sense of the atmosphere in the house being off, he once again withdrew his leg, bowed and spoke: "Regent King, the third son of Yong'an Marquis has arrived..."