The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 381 - 217
"Brother, why can’t you say something nice?"
Qingsheng was baffled. When had he ever caused trouble?
It was just a sprained foot, that’s all.
"I originally didn’t want to tell the family, afraid that Mom and Dad would worry."
"How old are you and you still manage to sprain your foot walking?"
The young master had criticized him like this too, with no explanation whatsoever.
The truth was something he couldn’t reveal, but somehow, he thought the sprained foot was worth it.
At least, if Xiao Ying had sprained her foot, it would have been a completely different situation.
So, he silently endured their criticisms, not feeling angry at all.
"Brother, I’m calling you here because I have something important I need your help telling Mom."
Qingsheng told him about his feelings for Zhong Xiaoying.
"You brat, are you for real?"
At this point, Fusheng didn’t care about arguing.
He’s two years older, and matchmakers had visited numerous times, yet the matches never seemed quite right, so he remained unmarried.
Unexpectedly, Qingsheng, upon following his master to the manor, took a liking to the manor head’s daughter and wanted their mother to send someone to propose marriage.
"Have you obtained the young mistress’s consent?" After all, Fusheng was the elder brother and considered the issue more thoroughly.
"The young master knows."
"You..."
What does it mean that the young master knows?
"You need to ask for the young mistress’s blessing; this is her dowry manor, and the tenants are the young mistress’s people."
The young master can’t interfere in these matters.
"Alright, now you help me to pay respects to the young mistress and ask for her blessing."
With no other choice, Fusheng helped his brother to the young mistress’s main courtyard to pay respects.
"Qingsheng can’t go in."
But before reaching the door, they were stopped by Ding Xiang: "The young master instructed that you can’t go in."
Why?
"The medicine you used on your foot has musk, which affects the young mistress; you can’t go in."
"Ah, okay, I won’t go in."
Hearing that it was because the medicine could affect the young mistress, Qingsheng was shocked.
Thankfully, the young master had foresight; otherwise, if he had barged in and caused harm, the guilt would be severe.
"Whatever you need to say, speak to the young mistress from outside, and leave promptly after."
Now, Ding Xiang looked at Qingsheng as if he were unclean; she even planned to wash her hair and take a bath after he left, before attending to the young mistress again.
"Young mistress, I wish to marry Zhong Xiaoying; please give your blessing."
Qingsheng shouted loudly from outside the courtyard gate.
Ding Xiang glanced at him, thinking how this boy had been at the manor just a few days and already wanted to snatch Uncle Zhong’s precious daughter.
Chun Nuan heard it clearly from within the courtyard.
"The people around me need to marry responsible men, and it must be a one-man, one-woman lifetime commitment with no concubines. Can you do that?"
"Of course, I can."
Qingsheng thought to himself: The young mistress really holds me in high regard; given my family’s situation, marrying someone without staying single is already a blessing from heaven, where would I find the means to take concubines?
Let alone having no means, even if he did, he certainly wouldn’t take concubines because the young master hasn’t taken concubines; as a servant himself, taking one would be too reckless. Or was he somehow dissatisfied with his monthly pay?
"Alright, bring Zhong Xiaoying here and I’ll ask her if she’s willing."
"Young mistress, I still need to have a matchmaker visit first to propose."
"If she agrees, then send a matchmaker. If not, forget it."
Qingsheng had no choice but to agree.
With his brother’s aid, he went to see Xiao Ying.
"What are you talking about, I..."
"Xiao Ying, I’m serious. The young mistress said, as long as you agree, my mom will send the matchmaker to propose." Qingsheng was anxious: "I promise to treat you well, or I’ll be struck by lightning."
"What are you saying, don’t speak nonsense."
Zhong Xiaoying was shocked: "How can you just swear like that?"
"What’s there to fear? I won’t treat you badly, so the oath is just empty words."
"You..." Infuriated, Zhong Xiaoying stomped her foot and ran off.
"Xiao Ying, the young mistress is waiting for you in the main courtyard..."
Don’t forget such an important matter.
After running a few steps, Zhong Xiaoying turned and headed towards the young mistress.
"Xiao Ying, right, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Just reply to the young mistress at the courtyard entrance; you helped apply medicine that contains musk, which affects the young mistress."
"Alright, I understand."
Zhong Xiaoying indeed stood at the courtyard gate to reply to Chun Nuan.
"Xiao Ying, even though you’re working at the manor and not directly with me, you’re my companion and part of my people." Chun Nuan stated earnestly from within: "Those around me, I will try to protect them comprehensively. Qingsheng has proposed to you, and I said, as long as he is sincere and you are willing, the marriage can proceed. What do you think?"
