Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 118: Conquering the Affectionate Man (Part 2, Part 2)

It was the second year since Mu Wan'er and Jiang Xu got married. The two were on good terms, but they were more respectful to each other than affectionate.

At this time, Mu Wan'er had already given birth to a son for Jiang Xu, while Jiang Xu often used reading and painting as an excuse to stay alone in the study, and was not enthusiastic about marital relations.

Mu Wan'er thought this was normal. From the description in the book, the fact that the second male lead was able to live a lonely life for the female lead shows that he was not a person who was obsessed with lust.

All I can say is that a woman in love has zero IQ. Maybe Mu Wan'er knows this, maybe she doesn't. Some things are better left unsaid. She stayed in this era for Jiang Xu, which means she is destined to only have Jiang Xu. She can't afford to lose.

Qingmo lived a good life in the manor. She was Mu Wan'er's most capable maid, and she didn't have to do most things. She could just give orders to the maids below.

On this day, the palace held a banquet, and the heads of various families brought their wives along. Jiang Xu, as the heir of the Marquis's mansion, naturally had to go with Mu Wan'er, and Qing Mo naturally accompanied him to serve.

The banquet was lively and filled with singing and dancing. I also met the female lead, Sun Ruolan. As expected of the female lead, she was far superior to the supporting actress in terms of appearance and demeanor. No wonder Jiang Xu couldn't forget her.

Qingmo stood next to the two of them, pouring wine while observing Jiang Xu's gaze, which kept glancing intentionally or unintentionally in Sun Ruolan's direction.

Sun Ruolan and the Eighth Prince did not speak to each other, and seemed to be somewhat unhappy. There was also a faint trace of sorrow between Sun Ruolan's brows.

When the banquet was halfway over, Sun Ruolan left her seat alone. The Eighth Prince did not pay attention to her and continued to chat and laugh with the people next to him. Seeing this, Jiang Xu frowned and then made an excuse to go to the toilet.

Jiang Xu's furrowed brows and furrowed brows naturally caught Mu Wan'er's eye. She then had Qingmo lean close and whispered in her ear, "Mo'er, I'm afraid the young master might get drunk and lose his way. You can quietly follow him and see what he sees. If anything happens, come back and tell me, but don't make a fuss."

Qingmo naturally understood what she meant, and replied, "Don't worry, Madam, I will keep a close eye on the young master."

Hehe, she also wanted to know if Jiang Xu had gone to meet the female lead, so she quietly retreated and followed behind Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu wandered around looking for people, and finally found Sun Ruolan sitting on a rock by a lake. He went up to greet her.

Qingmo hid behind a rockery, but couldn't hear what the two were saying. Her gossipy nature made her anxious and restless. "Ah! I've got it!"

She put an invisibility talisman on herself and went to eavesdrop on the two of them.

"Ruolan, why do you look so pale? Did you quarrel with the Eighth Prince again? What's bothering you? You can tell me and help me relieve my worries."

Although Jiang Xu was worried about her, he knew his place and simply stood aside without sitting down with her.

Sun Ruolan's face was still full of worry. She didn't look at him, but stared at the lake and said, "Alas, it's been more than a year since we got married, and I still haven't gotten pregnant. My mother has been urging me to help him take a concubine, but he has always refused. However, recently my mother sent over a few beautiful maids. I told him to send them away, but he ignored me. I can tell that he is wavering."

Hearing this, Jiang Xu didn't know how to comfort her. It was common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, let alone the Eighth Prince, whose harem couldn't possibly consist of only her.

"Ruolan, you should have thought of this when you married him. He is not an ordinary person. Not to mention now, if he wants to compete for that position in the future, he will not only have you."

Sun Ruolan forced a smile. "Heh, I know. But knowing is one thing, doing is another. With my background, my mother always told me to be magnanimous. She said I would definitely become the matriarch of a noble family in the future. But my heart still aches so much."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks, one by one. Jiang Xu raised his hand to wipe them away, but in the end, he lowered his hand, knowing he had no right to do so.

“This isn’t the Sun Ruolan I know. You’ve always been brave. Don’t cry. If you cry, you’ll look ugly and not pretty anymore. I… other people will feel sorry for you.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Ruolan glanced at him but didn't say anything. She simply pulled his hem to bring him closer, then wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head in his waist, weeping.

Well... Qingmo also watched a romance drama. You might say the two have a relationship, but they are indeed innocent.

You might say they're not related, but there's a hint of ambiguity between them; they're somewhere between friends and confidantes, lacking a proper sense of boundaries.

Thinking of this, Qingmo felt that she was a good person who liked to help others, and she had to help them.

The unattainable ideal will always remain an ideal; once obtained, it will certainly cease to be a source of longing. This benefits everyone, nice.

He quietly walked over, took out a baseball bat, knocked each of them unconscious, put them in a sack and stored them in his spatial storage. He then found a secluded palace, released the two, and lit incense to entertain them.

Hehehe…

You understand without me saying it. Keeping her merits hidden, Qingmo quietly returned to the palace banquet.

When Mu Wan'er saw her return, she hurriedly asked, "How is it? Why hasn't the young master returned yet?"

Qingmo said cautiously, "Madam, I...I lost the young master. I searched everywhere but couldn't find him. I was afraid of bumping into someone important while wandering around the palace, so I came back. I thought the young master had returned first."

Mu Wan'er waved her hand to let Qingmo step aside, and said nothing more, but her brows remained furrowed, indicating that she was in a bad mood.

It's alright! It's alright! Madam, the young master is enjoying himself right now, there's no need to worry.

Jiang Xu did not return even after the palace banquet ended. Mu Wan'er could only return to her residence by herself, not daring to make a sound. After all, this was the palace, and if anything happened, it would be a matter of losing one's head.

Mu Wan'er remained silent the entire way, her heart filled with doubt and worry, yet she maintained a calm demeanor.

Back at the manor, Mu Wan'er dismissed all the maids and sat alone in her room to wait.

Jiang Xu didn't return until late at night, and his complexion showed no signs of distress.

Mu Wan'er looked up at him, her gaze calm as still water: "Where did you go to the palace banquet today, Your Highness? Why are you back so late?"

Jiang Xu: "Madam, I just had a pleasant conversation with a colleague, so I left the palace first to have a couple of drinks. I forgot to tell you beforehand, so it was my fault. Please don't be angry."

Mu Wan'er had already made up her mind, so she didn't ask any further questions. Jiang Xu even used the excuse that he smelled too much of alcohol to go to the study to sleep.

When Jiang Xu regained consciousness and found himself in a room with Sun Ruolan, with obvious signs of intimacy between them, he naturally understood what had happened.

Both of them had been knocked unconscious, clearly indicating they had been set up. There was no time to say anything more, so they had to separate, as it would be bad if they were discovered.

After all, one is the heir of a marquis's family, and the other is a prince's consort; if things go wrong, someone could die.

In the days that followed, Mu Wan'er always felt that Jiang Xu was subtly avoiding her.

Qingmo, on the other hand, just watched the drama unfold every day, curious to see how things would develop.