Oh no! My grandmother made me shoulder the responsibility for eight households!

Chapter 233 The Life of Ordinary People

The song ended.

The applause and cheers from downstairs carried up through the floor, buzzing all the way up.

Lin Chen yawned and tossed the last walnut shell in his hand into the dish.

"Alright, that's enough, let's go."

Zhao Mingyue, fanning herself with a round fan, looked somewhat surprised. "Won't you stay a while longer?"

Lin Chen stood up and stretched, his bones cracking.

"It's stuffy in here, let's go out for some fresh air."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Yagyu Yuki.

Liu Shengxue sat upright, holding half a segment of orange in his hand.

"Yagyu."

"My husband."

"You stay."

Liu Shengxue was stunned.

Lin Chen pointed to the door, "Mr. Bai will be up in a bit. Have her give you some private lessons. Didn't you say you wanted to learn?"

Yagyu Yuki opened her mouth, "But..."

"But what but?" Lin Chen waved his hand. "I'm going out for a stroll with Mingyue. You can go back to the manor by yourself later."

Liu Shengxue lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Zhao Mingyue whispered from the side, "Don't worry, Sister Liusheng. Mr. Bai's zither skills are superb. If you learn from him, you will definitely improve."

Liu Shengxue raised her head and glanced at Zhao Mingyue.

Then he looked at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen had already reached the door. He turned back and glanced at Liu Shengxue.

"What are you standing there for? Nod."

Liu Shengxue pursed her lips and softly hummed in agreement.

"That's right." Lin Chen pushed open the door. "Study hard, and play it for me later."

The door closed.

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Liu Shengxue sat alone in the music room, still holding half a segment of orange in her hand.

The sunlight streaming in through the window cast a long shadow over her.

She lowered her head and put the orange in her mouth.

It's very sour!

……

Staircase entrance.

Dongfang Bubai was walking up when he ran into Lin Chen.

"Is our lord leaving?"

"Yeah, let's go for a walk." Lin Chen glanced downstairs.

"Liu Sheng is inside. You can teach her the zither in a bit."

Dongfang Bubai paused, then looked up at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow. "What, is there a problem?"

"No." Dongfang Bubai lowered his eyes. "My lord commands, and I will obey."

"That's good." Lin Chen patted Dongfang Bubai on the shoulder and said in a low voice:

"Don't try to sound sophisticated. It's just a lowly brothel scene, you know?"

After saying that, he pulled Zhao Mingyue downstairs.

Dongfang Bubai stood there, his lips twitching slightly, his eyes filled with helplessness.

That's really putting her in a difficult position!

After standing there for a while, Dongfang Bubai turned around and pushed open the door to the music room.

……

Lin Chen and Zhao Mingyue walked out of Zuiyue Pavilion; the sun was already setting.

There were many more people on the street than when we arrived, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, haggling over prices, and children running around laughing all blended together.

Lin Chen stood at the door and took a deep breath.

"That feels good."

Zhao Mingyue waved her round fan, looking at Lin Chen with amusement.

"Were you bored in the music room?"

"It's not that I'm bored," Lin Chen said, stretching his neck.

"You know that feeling, right? It's too elegant; if you stay there too long, you feel uncomfortable all over."

Zhao Mingyue covered her mouth and chuckled, "Then where would be a suitable place for my husband to go?"

Lin Chen pointed to the street in the distance, "There."

Zhao Mingyue looked in the direction Lin Chen was pointing.

This is the entrance to the market in the East Market.

People came and went, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

"Come on!" Lin Chen took Zhao Mingyue's hand. "I'll take you to experience the hardships of ordinary people."

Zhao Mingyue was pulled a few steps by Lin Chen when she suddenly remembered something:

"My husband, our outfits..."

Lin Chen looked down at himself, then at Zhao Mingyue.

The moon-white long robe and the lotus-root-colored skirt were indeed a bit eye-catching.

"Simple."

As he spoke, he subdued his aura, and his handsome face visibly became more ordinary.

It's the same face, but you just can't remember it.

Zhao Mingyue was stunned: "Husband, what is this...?"

"A concealment technique." Lin Chen blinked. "A little trick, you try it too."

Zhao Mingyue followed the instructions, concealing her aura and making some minor adjustments to her appearance.

The two exchanged a glance.

Lin Chen chuckled lightly: "Alright, now we're just an ordinary young couple."

Zhao Mingyue looked down at herself, then at Lin Chen, and couldn't help but smile:

"That's something new."

"The best is yet to come," Lin Chen said, pulling Zhao Mingyue into the crowd.

"Let's go see what they're selling over there, it smells really good."

……

The market was bustling with people.

Lin Chen pulled Zhao Mingyue along, squeezing through the crowd.

"Candied hawthorn berries—sweet and sour candied hawthorn berries—"

"These are freshly baked sesame seed cakes, piled high with sesame seeds!"

"Sir, take a look at these. They're the finest silk flowers; your wife would look absolutely stunning wearing them!"

Lin Chen stopped in front of a stall selling silk flowers.

The stall owner was a woman in her forties, with a beaming smile on her face.

"Sir, would you like to buy your wife a silk flower? Look at this one, it's a crabapple red, it complements your wife's complexion."

Lin Chen picked up the silk flower, looked at it, and then looked at Zhao Mingyue.

Zhao Mingyue stood to the side, her face half-covered by a round fan, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

"Too flashy." Lin Chen put it down. "My wife is used to a simple style and can't wear this."

"Look at this one, a white magnolia, so pure and elegant!"

Lin Chen picked it up again and looked at it.

It is indeed magnolia white, the silk cloth is tied very delicately, and the petals are layered.

"How much is this?"

"Fifty coins."

Lin Chen casually pulled out a piece of silver and tossed it over, "I'll take it."

The stall owner's eyes lit up as he took the money.

"Oh, sir, this silver can buy ten flowers, but I don't have change—"

"No need to look anymore." Lin Chen shoved the silk flower into Zhao Mingyue's hand.

"I'm gone."

Zhao Mingyue held the silk flower and looked down at it for a long time.

"My husband."

"Um?"

"You just said that I'm used to being plain."

Lin Chen kept walking: "That's right."

Zhao Mingyue followed and asked softly:

"So, do you prefer me plain or bright?"

Lin Chen turned to look at Zhao Mingyue.

Zhao Mingyue's eyes were bright, with a hint of a smile, and something else entirely.

Lin Chen chuckled and said, "I like you as a person, whether you're wearing something or not."

Zhao Mingyue's cheeks flushed slightly, she spat inwardly, waved her fan, and quickened her pace to walk in front of Lin Chen.

Lin Chen followed behind, laughing, "Why are you running? We're an old married couple, are you shy now?"

"Who gave you that 'old married couple' thing? We've only been married for less than ten days," Zhao Mingyue said, embarrassed and annoyed.

"It's all the same!" Lin Chen chuckled. "Even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. Come to think of it, we've been married for three to five years now."

"Pah! That's indecent!" Zhao Mingyue felt the sidelong glances from those around her, her face flushed red, and she unconsciously quickened her pace.

Lin Chen is good in every way, except he's too unserious. He can say anything and do all sorts of crazy things.

Some of the courses Zhao Mingyue had taken felt a bit too—profound!

Lin Chen watched Zhao Mingyue's flustered steps and chuckled nonchalantly:

"My wife, wait for me!"