The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 19

Feeling the murderous intent from across the table and the meat stuck on her lips, Song Jin grinned and quickly got up.

“My Yuan Bao led your men to wipe out the enemies. Such a favor is like a rebirth. I don’t need you to repay me. Just call me when it’s time to depart.”

With that, Song Jin leaned over, picked up the bowl of boiled pork slices, and left.

I’m out of here.

Can’t afford to mess with these big shots from the capital!

Wan Xi hurried to follow.

“Young Master, you’re such a good person, not asking for anything in return for such a huge favor.”

Lu Zhan…

With a twitching eye, he looked down at his prince.

Three pieces of meat on the left cheek, two on the right.

Should he step forward to wipe it off or pretend not to see it?

Shen Yue sat there, seething with rage.

What kind of son did Song Dingzhong raise!

I really want to snap his neck!

“Fetch water!”

Shen Yue ordered through gritted teeth. Lu Zhan obeyed and left.

Soon, he returned with an empty basin.

“Your Highness, the kitchen water vat was just used by Yuan Bao for a bath. It’s full of dog hair. I’ve asked Han Bao to change the water.”

Shen Yue…

Do I have to sit here with dirty meat on my face until the water is changed?

Shen Yue looked up at Lu Zhan.

Sensing his prince’s gaze, Lu Zhan swallowed the words, “Should I help you wipe your face?”

“I’ll go hurry Han Bao!”

With that, Lu Zhan turned and left.

Shen Yue…

Idiot, if you leave, am I supposed to wipe it myself?

Such dirty meat!

Sprayed from that effeminate person’s mouth!

Shen Yue was furious.

Meanwhile, Song Jin and Wan Xi returned to the study, locked the door, and happily devoured the boiled pork slices.

Wan Xi looked at Song Jin with admiration.

“Young Master, how did you know that Yuan Bao led the men to eliminate Lord Shen’s enemies?”

Song Jin, chewing meat, said, “I guessed.”

Even if she guessed wrong, she wouldn’t lose anything.

If she guessed right, it would be a great favor. He wouldn’t dare hold a grudge over some sprayed meat!

Wan Xi’s eyes sparkled, “Looks like you guessed right. Our Yuan Bao is amazing.”

Pausing, Wan Xi added, “Young Master, you’re different from before. In the past, if you had sprayed food on someone’s face, you wouldn’t have been so calm.”

Song Jin’s chewing halted, and she looked at Wan Xi guiltily, “Oh? How am I different?”

She could inherit the original’s memories but not her personality.

After all, no two leaves are exactly alike, so how could there be two identical people?

Wan Xi blinked and thought for a moment, “I can’t quite say, but don’t worry, I’m adaptable. I’ll keep up with your changes!”

Song Jin…

She had overthought it!

Feeling reassured, Song Jin continued eating. But just as she reached for more meat, Wan Xi slapped her thigh.

“Oops!”

Startled, Song Jin asked, “What’s wrong?”

“When I went to buy the boiled pork slices, I got green plum wine from Brewing Spring Inn. Boiled pork slices with green plum wine is a perfect match, but I left the wine in the other room.”

With that, Wan Xi dashed for the door.

“I’ll go get it. Meat without wine isn’t right!”

Song Jin wanted to stop her, but Wan Xi was already gone in a flash.

All she could do was watch Wan Xi’s back with concern and take advantage of her absence to eat more meat.

If Lord Shen gets upset later, I won’t be able to enjoy my meal.

However, no angry shouts came from the other side.

Instead, Wan Xi soon returned, holding a small wine jar, with a mischievous look.

Locking the door behind her, Wan Xi leaned close to Song Jin, “Guess what?”

Song Jin…

“Lord Shen didn’t bother to wipe the meat off his face. He’s sitting in front of the dressing table, looking in the mirror.”

Song Jin almost spat out her meat.

Didn’t bother to wipe it?

Looking in the mirror?

What’s wrong with him!

Glancing back at Shen Yue’s room, Song Jin frowned and shook her head.

What a weirdo!

Meanwhile, Song Jin and Wan Xi continued eating meat and drinking wine.

On the other side, Shen Yue sat solemnly at the dressing table, staring at the copper mirror with determination.

His right thumb and forefinger were wrapped in five layers of cotton handkerchiefs. With precision and speed, he picked off the dirty meat pieces from his face.

He placed each piece of meat on a piece of paper.

After collecting all the meat, he wrapped the paper into a small package and called Lu Zhan in, “Take this and burn it.”

Lu Zhan stared at the small package, puzzled.

Shen Yue also tore off the handkerchiefs and handed them to Lu Zhan, “Burn these too.”

Lu Zhan…

What is this?

He was very curious but met his prince’s dark expression, so he obediently left.

Curious but didn’t ask.

Sitting by the stove, Lu Zhan couldn’t resist opening the small package.

Seeing the five pieces of meat inside, Lu Zhan…

Felt like his eyes had been violated!

…

Time passed, Song Jin ate and drank, then had dinner, still not hearing any word from Shen Yue about departing. So, she went to bed soundly.

It wasn’t her concern, after all.

Before sleeping, she slipped the jade pendant given by Yuan Bao under her pillow.

She fell asleep quickly but had a strange dream.

In the dream, she was a newborn baby, just after her umbilical cord was cut.

She was held by a midwife, and everyone around her looked horrified.

They pointed at her, saying something.

The midwife handed her to a woman.

The woman was extremely beautiful, and as she caressed Song Jin’s face lovingly, she suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

The people around them panicked.

Someone took Song Jin from the woman and placed her aside.

She lay there, watching the woman spit blood. Beside the woman was a man in a bright yellow robe, also spitting blood.

As chaos ensued, a handsome man entered with eight or nine sword-wielding men behind him.

The swordsmen began slaughtering everyone inside.

The room turned into a bloodbath.

The handsome man laughed coldly as he walked past the fallen bodies, saying something to the woman and the man in yellow.

As he spoke, he laughed heartily.

But the woman and the man in yellow lay there, spitting blood, motionless.

What were they saying?

In her dream, Song Jin grew anxious. The more anxious she became, the more she woke herself up.

It was already daylight.

Song Jin sat on the bed, staring at the morning light outside, wondering why she had such a strange dream.