"Alright," Situ Yan looked at his masterpiece in the morning light, calmly putting down the eyebrow pencil, showing no sign of guilt.
Lu Nianfu eyed him suspiciously, "It's done? The brows aren't crooked, are they?"
Situ Yan earnestly handed her a mirror, "How could that be..."
The mirror reflected her beautiful face, but the beauty was ruined by two eyebrows of uneven thickness, crooked like caterpillars. The beauty in the mirror glared angrily. Before she could speak, she heard Situ Yan beside her unable to suppress his laughter, and he added the second half of his sentence, "How could they *not* be crooked?"
Lu Nianfu made a move to hit him, but he was too nimble to be caught. She had no choice but to sit down huffily, wipe off the crooked brows, and reapply her makeup.
Situ Yan leaned in again, "They say practice makes perfect. Wife, let your husband try again."
Lu Nianfu gave him an eyebrow pencil and said mercilessly, "You can practice on a winter melon first. When you're good at it, then you can do mine."
Situ Yan imagined himself drawing eyebrows on a winter melon and shivered. He would be laughed to death if anyone saw him. "That won't do. Drawing eyebrows for my wife is a private pleasure. What is drawing eyebrows on a winter melon?"
"In any case, don't even think about touching my face until you're good."
"How about I practice on Yao'er's brows?"
Lu Nianfu: ...
How could there be such a filial-son-betraying father in the world? Just as she was about to warn him a few words, she heard Qingmiao knock on the door from outside, "Wangfei, Second Miss has sent a calling card."
Second Miss, Zeng Weiyang?
Lu Nianfu took it and opened it. Zeng Weiyang was asking when she would be free, as she wished to pay a visit.
"Strange, why is she looking for me?"
Situ Yan suddenly remembered, "Isn't this concubine sister of yours married to Situ Jue as a concubine?"
"Mm."
"I probably know why she's looking for you."
Lu Nianfu looked at him suspiciously.
Situ Yan said, "Yesterday, I went to Deyilou to find Feng Xinyao and accidentally learned that a concubine from Prince Ning's mansion had a miscarriage last night. It might be her. She's looking for you to support her."
"She should be resting in bed after a miscarriage. Why would she come to visit at this hour?"
Situ Yan didn't understand this and waved his hand, "Stop guessing. We'll know everything when we meet."
Lu Nianfu handed the card back to Qingmiao, "Write a reply and tell her I'm free this afternoon."
"Yes."
Qingmiao took the order and left. Lu Nianfu watched her retreating back and suddenly remembered something, "Wait, doesn't Situ Jue have a hidden ailment? How could his concubine be pregnant?"
Could it be that Situ Jue discovered she was cuckolding him, so he dealt with her? That didn't make sense either. If Situ Jue had really discovered Zeng Weiyang had cheated on him, she might not have even had a chance to live, let alone send a calling card.
Situ Yan's voice rose a few decibels, "How do you know Situ Jue has a hidden ailment?"
"Xinyao told me."
"This girl, she tells you everything, aren't you afraid of corrupting your ears?"
Lu Nianfu was unconcerned, "If an unmarried girl like her isn't afraid of being corrupted, why should I be?"
Situ Yan: "...Then why didn't she tell you that Situ Jue's hidden ailment has been cured?"
"Ah, since when?"
"About a month ago. It was probably Mo Sang who did it." The Great Yin dynasty did not prohibit sorcery, but it had always been feared. It was only until Ji Jin used蛊 worm wings as medicine to develop a special effective drug for headaches that the theory of medical sorcery reappeared.
In such a short period, it was impossible for anyone to have cured the蛊 placed by Ji Jin.
Coupled with the time Situ Jue recovered from his illness, it coincided with Mo Sang opening a sorcery clinic in the capital...
Tsk, he still needed to find time to have a word with her, telling her not to earn money blindly.
Meanwhile, Mo Sang, who was counting money at the Cheng residence, sneezed. The young maid quickly asked, "Miss Mo, are you catching a cold?"
"How can I catch a cold in this weather? Go about your business and don't stand here." Mo Sang had lived in the valley with her mother-in-law and sisters since she was young, with no servants to attend to her. She not only had to do chores but also collect herbs and raise蛊. Although she now enjoyed a life of wealth, she was still unaccustomed to having someone constantly by her side.
After dismissing the young maid, she wrote a number in the ledger. After some thought, she took two bottles of beauty pills and went out of the courtyard.
In the main hall, Cheng Beizheng was talking to his parents, "Father, Mother, if you agree to this marriage, please invite a matchmaker to make the formal proposal and marry Mo Sang into the family with great fanfare."
Yu Xiaoyun slammed the table and shouted loudly, "What if I don't agree?"
"If you don't agree, I'll move out to the separate residence and get married. It won't be in your sight anyway."
Yu Xiaoyun panted, "You, you unfilial son, are you going to disregard your parents for a woman?"
"How could I? Don't worry, I'll send the monthly elder care money on time."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Cheng Jingze spoke, "You are the head of the Cheng family. What reason is there to get married in a separate residence? This marriage, I approve."