There were two personal maidservants beside the Marquis, both of whom were selected by Old Lady Xie for him when he was eleven or twelve years old. One was called Ruhua, who was the one who deliberately offended Qin Miao on the boat today. The other was called Xingzhi, who did not come this time and stayed in the capital. The two maidservants were about the same age as the Marquis and had been busy teaching him about men and women back then.

  Qin Miao listened as Li Ayi slowly spoke, a look of realization gradually creeping onto her face. Hmm...it turns out that there's still such a use for this kind of maid...Before leaving to get married, since her family had no mother, and she was the eldest sister-in-law, Cui Feng had specially spent half a day instructing her on those matters between men and women about yin and yang harmony.

  But when Old Lady Li, as an elderly matron, calmly and without batting an eyelid, recounted such matters in front of a room full of young maidservants, Qin Miao's face still flushed bright red. Similarly flushing was the senior maid, Zi Xuan.

  "Miss, this kind of thing has been around since ancient times. Especially in those big households, when the young masters' bodies start to develop, the mistress of the house would usually place a few mature maidservants in their rooms before they get married. Normally, they would attend to the young master's daily needs and, if necessary, teach them about the ways of men and women..." Madam Li's mouth was a bit wide, and she said many things with each opening and closing of her lips. Finally, Qin Miao felt stifled and asked her to stop.

  Qin Miao took a sip of water to calm herself down, but her eyes darted towards Zi Xuan's body.

  "Hey, don't look at me, I'm serving the old lady, not going to the bridal chamber!" Zi Xuan saw her eyes were strange, and she quickly blushed and waved her hand to clear herself.

  Pfft!

  Qin Miao didn't intentionally want to lose face in front of a group of maids, but Zi Xuan's anxious expression was really comical.

  Within Qin Miao's cognitive range, she had never met anyone with the identity of a concubine or servant girl. The Qin family had always adhered to the rule that men did not take concubines or servants since their ancestors' time. Her older brother only had one wife, and her father was even more extreme - after her mother's death, he lived alone and never remarried. Growing up in such a clean and pure family environment, Qin Miao rarely had the opportunity to see women other than the legitimate wives. So today, she accidentally bumped into Ruhua, which made her very curious.

  As clever as she was, after Li's nanny finished explaining the use of Tong Fang Ya Tou, her heart was no longer curious. As soon as she thought that Xie Yun might not be "perfect", her heart was filled with anxiety.

  Although I had never seen a man with three wives and four concubines before, after being lectured by Lee's wife, those who knew it would naturally understand.

  "Miss, you are about to become the madam of the marquis's manor, that is the official wife, and your status cannot be shaken. For now, I have only seen one beauty, and it is not clear if there are any other beauties in the marquis's manor, so let us endure for the time being. After formally entering the marquis's manor, it will not be too late to ask clearly."

  The Qin family is very pragmatic and reasonable, especially Qin Miao, who doesn't have the arrogance of a noble-born daughter. Today's punishment was well-deserved, not because she dislikes her status as a concubine, but because it was a justified penalty.

  Since all the wealthy families have such a "bad habit", after entering the Marquis's mansion in the future, I will slowly change it, no need to rush.

  After understanding these things, Qin Miao's mood improved again. She also listened to Li's suggestion and proposed that the kitchen cook sweet soup for Xie Tong, who was about to give birth.

  This was Zixuan who had brought the soup. After passing by the gatekeeper, she carefully waited in the anteroom and only entered after Baofeng had gone inside to report her arrival.

  Having had the experience of meeting Lord Xie last time, Zixuan was a bit nervous this time. Baofeng didn't come out until after a while and said that Lord Xie let her in. She stood at the door and took a long deep breath, with an air of going to her death, which made Baofeng somewhat perplexed.

  The room was still quiet and elegant, with a golden incense burner emitting a pleasant fragrance of agarwood. Xie Yun was half-reclining on the couch, lazily flipping through the book in her hand. In front of the couch was a embroidered stool, slightly lower than the couch, where a young woman sat quietly embroidering a piece of fabric. This young woman was none other than Ruhua. As soon as she heard someone enter, she looked up and met Zi Xuan's gaze at the door.

  At noon on the deck, Ruhua was kneeling with her head down, and Zixuan didn't take a closer look at her appearance. Now facing each other like this, she finally saw Ruhua's face clearly. How to say it, this Ruhua girl has a slender figure, a lovely appearance, and the most wonderful thing is those eyes, as if with peach blossoms, charming and seductive. Zixuan couldn't describe it well in her heart, but only felt that she looked like...like a slightly drunk little fox.

  As soon as the little fox saw Zi Xuan come in, she smiled sweetly at her and hurried to take over the dessert soup from her hand, saying softly: "Sister, I'll take care of the young master here, you go ahead."

  Zi Xuan wanted to say something, but was caught by Ruhua's charming eyes and the person on the bed seemed oblivious, continuing to read with an air of not wanting to be bothered. She lost her desire to continue speaking, hastily paid a perfunctory respect to the person on the bed, and retreated out of the room.

  The door of the room was closed again, and there were only Xie Yun and Ruhua left in the house.

  "Master Hou, it seems to be sweet soup. Would you like some?" Ru Hua half-knelt and held the tray out to Xie Yun's side.

  Hmmm... smells like something I love to drink, could it be that Miss Qin has been asking around?

  Xie Yan's lips curled up, seemingly a bored smile, but in Ruhua's eyes it became a bright and charming expression, she couldn't help but gaze at him for a few more moments. However, her heart felt somewhat stifled, Hou Ye had never liked to smile since he was young, always with a cold face and demeanor, even if the sky were to fall, it wouldn't change his expression. Now that woman's bowl of sweet soup could actually move Hou Ye's emotions, it seemed that the future madam was quite formidable.

  After finishing half a bowl, Xie Yun put it down and continued reading her book.

  "Master Hou, should we withdraw or leave it as is?" This was just a few words, basically like nothing had happened. But seeing Xie Yan's eyelids not lifted, only waving his hand to signal her to go out, Hua's heart understood. This wasn't going well... Her charming eyes involuntarily jumped up and down, feeling a little delighted.

  She should have gone straight to the kitchen, but she thought about it and didn't want to give up. She stretched her neck to look at the stairs on the second floor. Just then, Yulu saw her hesitating at the entrance of the staircase as she turned back from outside.

  "Anything wrong?" Yulü tilted her head and looked at Ruhua.

  As soon as she saw the jade dew, she thought of this being the maid who followed the young mistress at noon. She immediately put away her smile and said seriously: "The master doesn't like to drink these sweet soups, he used some and didn't like them. From now on, don't send them again." After finishing speaking, she took another look at the little maid who was a bit dazed and not in a state. This little thing still wanted to compete with herself to serve people, without even considering her own weight.

  Alas, the painted lady is indeed such a temperament, loves to remember grievances, and must report them. It's no wonder that she has been spoiled in the young master's house all along, and doesn't have to do any hard work on ordinary days. Her status is also special, so it's not surprising that she thinks of herself as half a master over time. But Yu Lu, the little girl, is really pitiful...

  She huffily carried the sweet soup up to the second floor again and directly placed it in front of Qin Miao.

  "Miss, your sweet soup, others don't like to drink it, give me a refund."

  Mrs. Li was teaching Qin Miao and Zi Xuan how to make dumplings, and she glanced at the sweet soup. She didn't drink much of it, but still considered it used. "This won't do, I asked the chef from the Xie family to make it especially, how can it not be good?" So she had Yulu recount the whole thing from start to finish.

  "Hey, I'm talking to you, Yulü. You're my little sidekick, how can you be so naive? Never mind, never mind, sit down and have some melon seeds, don't be angry." Qin Miao listened to Yulü's retelling and immediately realized that she had vented her anger from this afternoon on innocent Yulü.

  She patted the soft couch and made room for Yulu: "Come on, come sit down, my little girl."

  Yu Lu was still unhappy, but when she heard that her own young lady had comforted her, she couldn't really be angry anymore.

  "In the future, if you encounter such a person, just walk around them. If you can't avoid them, ignore her. If that doesn't work either, then come find me to complain, and I'll help you vent your anger. Will that do?"

  "Success!"