The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 933 - 798, Turning in Assets

Because they had woken up too late, Daohua and Xiao Yeyang had breakfast and lunch together.

At the dining table, Xiao Yeyang asked, "Have you seen those two maidservants?"

Daohua nodded.

Xiao Yeyang, "How are they?"

Daohua looked at him with a smile, "Trained by mother, they are naturally excellent. I’ve had them follow Guyu first to get familiar with things, then arrange their duties."

Xiao Yeyang hummed in acknowledgment, "As long as you find them good, that’s fine." He paused and then continued, "If there’s anything about the two that you don’t like, don’t hesitate to speak up or send them away."

Daohua nodded with a smile.

Xiao Yeyang continued, "I haven’t spent much time living in the Prince Residence. There aren’t many of my people there, but back then... before ’that person’ left, some favours were granted. Since my return, a few have sought my patronage."

Daohua suddenly reached out and grabbed Xiao Yeyang’s hand, interrupting him.

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua, puzzled.

Daohua, "...Xiao Yeyang, it’s not difficult to call someone mother."

Xiao Yeyang paused, silent, not saying a word.

Daohua knew Xiao Yeyang harbored some thorns in his heart and understood that further pushing would be too much, so she didn’t say more, "Are those people trustworthy? Could there be any who have deliberately sought your patronage?"

Xiao Yeyang collected his thoughts, "I’ve secretly had Defu investigate them, and there’s no problem with any of them. After I return from my visit tomorrow, I’ll have them come and pay respects to you, then you can take a closer look."

Daohua nodded and attentively picked up a piece of beef brisket for Xiao Yeyang, saying with a smile, "My lord has arranged everything so meticulously."

Xiao Yeyang glanced at her with a smile, put down his chopsticks, and caught Daohua’s hand, "Call me ’my lord’ once more, let me hear it again."

Daohua swiftly withdrew her hand, "Hurry up and eat, the food is getting cold!"

Xiao Yeyang chuckled, "No matter, you can also call me that tonight."

Upon hearing this, images of her pleading last night flashed in Daohua’s mind, her cheeks instantly flushed red, and she glared fiercely at Xiao Yeyang.

Seeing Daohua with an angry yet enticing blush on her cheeks, Xiao Yeyang felt an itch in his heart—had it not been the dining table, he would have longed to hold her close and cherish her dearly.

Noticing the increasingly fervent look in Xiao Yeyang’s eyes, Daohua lost her appetite. She hurriedly took a few bites of her food, put down her chopsticks, and rushed to the inner room to see Wang Manman and the other maids tidying up the cabinets.

Xiao Yeyang shook his head with a laugh, muttering, "The monk may run away, but the temple can’t be moved." Finishing his remark, he continued to enjoy his meal leisurely.

After Xiao Yeyang had finished eating, Daohua didn’t want to stay indoors, so she asked him to accompany her for a walk around the Prince Residence.

Xiao Yeyang wanted to stay inside with Daohua, but seeing her so enthusiastic, he didn’t want to dampen her spirits, so he accompanied her outside.

Owing to the expansion of the eastern part of the Prince Residence, the area was quite large. The entirety of Pingxi Hall resembled a small garden, with rockeries, stacked stones, flower houses, artificial lakes, bridges, pavilions, bamboos, and more, offering both leisurely living and places for enjoyment.

Daohua had been involved in the architectural design of Pingxi Hall, knowing the layout by heart. Given that it was winter and today was devoid of sunlight, the scenery everywhere was bland, and she quickly made a cursory tour of the area.

After that, Xiao Yeyang took Daohua to see other parts of the Prince Residence.

While they were walking, small snowflakes began to drift from the sky.

"Let’s go back!"

Xiao Yeyang took the umbrella from Wang Manman’s hand and personally sheltered Daohua with it.

Daohua tightened the cloak around her and nodded, "Alright."

On another path, Luo Qiong just left the Princess Consort’s side and was planning to return to her own courtyard when she saw Xiao Yeyang and Daohua walking hand in hand through the Prince Residence.

Seeing Xiao Yeyang carefully shielding Yan Yiyi with the umbrella as if he feared the snow would reach her, envy suddenly filled Luo Qiong’s eyes.

Even in the early days of her marriage, Xiao Yechen had never been so considerate to her.

She understood that Xiao Yechen’s marriage to her was motivated by the influence of the Duke Residence, while her own marriage to him was driven by her father’s desire to see the Luo Family produce a Princess Consort.

"Alas, man’s planning is no match for heaven’s will."

Before she had gotten to know Xiao Yeyang, Yan Yiyi had thought that Xiao Yechen might inherit the Prince Residence title. But now, she truly couldn’t deceive herself; Xiao Yechen was nowhere near as good as Xiao Yeyang!

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Pingxi Hall.

After returning to her room from outside, Daohua went straight to the charcoal brazier. She had been outside for a bit too long, and her hand warmer was no longer providing heat, leaving her hands chillingly cold.

Xiao Yeyang saw this and walked over to grasp Daohua’s hands, rubbing them continuously, carefully warming them up for her, "I told you to come back earlier, but you wouldn’t listen."

Daohua retorted, "It’s not my fault the Prince Residence is so big!"

Seeing Daohua stamping her feet, Xiao Yeyang said, "Go lie down on the kang bed."

Daohua instantly became guarded, "I don’t want to."

Seeing her like this, Xiao Yeyang couldn’t help but chuckle, "Aren’t your feet cold? Relax, it’s still daytime. Do you think I’m going to eat you?"

Daohua looked suspicious and remained standing.

Xiao Yeyang, with an expression of exasperation, picked her up horizontally and placed her on the bed. He then personally removed her embroidered shoes and seeing they were somewhat wet, he also took off her socks.

Looking at her delicate feet that had turned red from the cold, Xiao Yeyang held her feet in his arms to warm them while disapprovingly addressing Daohua, "You are not to go out in the snow from now on."

Daohua shrank her neck and pulled over the brocade quilt to cover herself.

Initially, Xiao Yeyang just massaged her feet, but gradually Daohua felt his large hands moving higher up. She quickly withdrew her feet and snuggled into the quilt.

"The quilt is warm; I don’t need your help warming my feet anymore."

Xiao Yeyang glanced at her and got up to leave.

Seeing this, Daohua breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Yeyang was too energetic; even though she considered herself in good health, it was still somewhat exhausting for her.

Soon enough, Xiao Yeyang returned, holding a wooden box in his hands.

Wrapped in her quilt, Daohua sat up, "What have you got there?"

Xiao Yeyang placed the wooden box on the bed, "These are my fields, shops, and some offerings from the low-ranking servants. From now on, you can collect them."

Daohua smiled at Xiao Yeyang and began to look through the deeds, leases, and account books in the wooden box, "You’re quite conscious of your duties."

Xiao Yeyang also removed his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and settled at one end. He then slipped under the quilt, grabbed Daohua’s feet, and said—seeing her glaring at him—with a laugh, "You’ve walked a lot today. Let me give you a foot rub. Don’t you want to know how wealthy I am? Check the account book."

"Don’t mess around," Daohua warned Xiao Yeyang before turning her gaze back to the items in the box.

Seeing that the main source of income recorded in the account book was from the Xiangyang Glass Factory in Zhongzhou, Daohua asked hurriedly, "Is the income from the glass factory still yours?"

Xiao Yeyang shook his head, "After the war in the Northern Frontier, the state treasury was depleted, so I took the initiative to hand over the Xiangyang Glass Factory to the emperor uncle. He didn’t take it all, but I only get half of the profits each year now."

"I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this. The income from the glass factory has long been split between you and your third brother. Now that the emperor uncle has taken half the profits, I can only give one-tenth of my share to each of your three brothers."

Daohua nodded and asked, "Do you have enough silver to spend? If not, I still have some." She knew Xiao Yeyang was secretly supporting a group of people.

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang immediately laughed and vigorously massaged Daohua’s feet, "As a man, how can I possibly use my wife’s silver?"

Seeing how he reacted, Daohua didn’t press the subject.

Winter nights fall quickly, and by the time Daohua had finished going through the items in the box, it was already time for dinner.

The two had their meal after getting out of bed.

After dinner, seeing Xiao Yeyang instantly revitalized, Daohua’s heart trembled a bit. When he carried her to bed, she reminded him repeatedly that they had to visit her home the next day and couldn’t go to sleep too late.

That night, Wang Manman and Lixia stayed up late, bringing hot water to the room and waiting for another half an hour. They only set up their bedding to rest outside once there were no more sounds coming from the room.