Is It Forbidden to Bully the Heroine of the Novel? - Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Jiang Yao went out, but not to buy pastries. Yun’er had pastries yesterday. She happened upon an old man selling candied hawthorns, tasted a skewer that was very sweet, and simply bought the entire bunch, leaving Sima Jushan staring in astonishment.

“Isn’t it, you bought so much, for your wife to eat?”

“Yep.”

“Can your wife eat that much???”

He remembered the delicate and frail appearance of Song Muyun, and suddenly deeply felt that appearances can be deceiving.

Jiang Yao glanced at Sima Jushan, thinking his question was really silly, “If she can’t eat, can’t I eat? If I don’t eat, can’t the maids and servants eat? Always saying foolish things.”

…

“Oh, I didn’t know, just asking.”

“But aren’t you going to buy something else, just this? Your wife is that easy to please?”

Jiang Yao had already picked up an entire bunch of candied hawthorns and went back, responding indifferently with a hmm.

Sima Jushan still felt uneasy and asked, “Aren’t you going to buy some expensive jewelry to please her?”

Jiang Yao paused, he thought she was going to buy jewelry, but instead, she went to a wood carving stall and asked the stall owner, “How long would it take to carve someone like me?”

The person looked her over carefully, cautiously answering, “At least half an hour.”

Quite slow.

Jiang Yao took out a silver ingot, put it down, and asked again, “How long now?”

The owner’s eyes lit up, guessing the customer was in a hurry, and took out a small wooden figure that resembled Jiang Yao by seventy to eighty percent from the basket, with only the face and body’s details not yet carved.

“Would this piece work for you? I only need a quarter of an hour for this one.”

Jiang Yao did not hesitate, nodded, and the person immediately started to carve according to her face.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yao successfully got a freshly carved wooden figure, which indeed bore some resemblance to her. Sima Jushan was staring in astonishment.

When there’s something you don’t understand, you should ask. He leaned in to closely observe the wooden figure and asked Jiang Yao, “What are you doing with this, instead of buying jewelry for your wife?”

He didn’t understand at all. Like when his mother was angry, his father always had to buy her gold jewelry to appease her; otherwise, she wouldn’t calm down. And here Jiang Yao was, with… something that cost less than a hundred taels, to appease someone?

Sima Jushan thought he was about to witness Jiang Yao being driven out again.

He asked too many questions, and Jiang Yao couldn’t be bothered with him. With an upright posture, she picked up the wooden figure and headed towards Jiang Mansion. Sima Jushan, having been ignored not for the first time, didn’t take it to heart and immediately followed to see the excitement.

Knowing that there was a little tail following her, Jiang Yao naturally knew but still couldn’t be bothered with him. Focused on returning to her own courtyard, she summoned Cui Zhu, who was tending to the flowers outside, and asked, “Did Muyun come out?”

Cui Zhu shook her head, “Miss Muyun opened the window twice but didn’t come out.”

Opened it twice?

Jiang Yao felt a headache coming on, thinking she came back too late.

Oh well, it seems she has to put in a good effort to appease someone again.

With a helpless smile on her lips, Jiang Yao stuffed the wooden figure into her bosom and walked to the window. The flowers that had been thrown out were gone, probably swept up by a maid quick on her feet.

Jiang Yao squatted down, quietly knocked on the window, and quickly retracted her hand after knocking.

Song Muyun was sitting on the soft couch, so angry she wanted to cry. Her pale hands rubbed her eyes, turning them red, inwardly cursing Jiang Yao as a bastard for actually leaving. She really left!

The bastard, she wouldn’t care about her anymore.

The little girl thought pitifully. The next moment, there was a crisp knocking sound from outside the window. She immediately thought of that bastard Jiang Yao, pursed her lips, and tightly clenched her hands. After a moment, she finally got up to open the window.

Then… there was no one outside.

At that instant, Song Muyun felt even more furious!

So angry that for the first time, anger showed on her face, her cheeks burning red, and she was too angry to speak.

If you won’t come back, then don’t. If you don’t care, then don’t. I don’t care either!

The little girl, with tears in her eyes, tried to act indifferent. Just as she was about to close the window, the corner of a grass target slowly rose.

Song Muyun paused, her heart beating like a drum. She vaguely guessed something, so she didn’t move.

The grass target continued to rise, and then bit by bit, the person below was revealed.

Jiang Yao, guessing that little Yun’er wasn’t speaking and probably wasn’t very angry, was still a bit worried and didn’t dare to jump out all at once. She only sneakily peeked out with round eyes at Song Muyun.

Seeing her with reddened eyes, looking at her with a faint gaze, Jiang Yao couldn’t help but feel a pang of softness in her heart.

She made her cry again, damn it. In the stories, she isn’t one to cry, so how come every Muyun that ends up with her turns into a crybaby?

Jiang Yao stood up nimbly, ready to appease, holding the grass target forward, “I just went out to buy this, do you want to try?”

Song Muyun looked very indifferent, not showing the slightest sign of the silent tears she shed alone in the room, “You were gone, why did you come back?”

Jiang Yao tried to tease her playfully, “I came back to appease you, don’t be angry, being angry is bad for your health. I would be so heartbroken if you were hurt. So, can we not be angry, please?”

Song Muyun looked at her, then looked down, ignoring her, acting coldly. If it wasn’t for the red eyes and slightly pouting lips betraying her, Jiang Yao would have really thought she was angrier.

It seems she was more wronged than angry.

Jiang Yao sighed deeply, standing at the window, gently touching the girl’s soft cheek. She dodged a bit but didn’t completely avoid it, still letting Jiang Yao touch most of her face, which made her even more tender-hearted, “Can I come in to appease you? I can make it more to your liking if I come in.”

She tempted.

Song Muyun moved her body, avoiding that hand after those words, her voice low and reproachful, “You were already gone, why come back?”

She opened the window twice and didn’t see her.

She didn’t care for her, didn’t appease her, just left!

Song Muyun felt wronged, pursed her lips, and her long lashes hid the sadness in her eyes.

Jiang Yao stood outside the window, explaining, “I went to think of ways to appease you, afraid you were secretly crying at home. I also bought you candied hawthorns, I tasted one, and it was very sweet, so I thought to let you try too.”

Song Muyun focused on the earlier part of the speech, immediately becoming furious at Jiang Yao, “Who was secretly crying? I definitely wasn’t secretly crying!”

She cried but wouldn’t admit it. If only her eyes weren’t so red, maybe she’d be more convincing.

But Jiang Yao could only go along with her, to avoid really making her angry, “Alright, alright, I was wrong. My Yun’er didn’t secretly cry. It’s my bad eyesight. Yun’er is the least likely to cry.”

She rubbed Song Muyun’s reddened eye corners.

Muyun didn’t avoid this time, only lowering her head and not addressing Jiang Yao, muttering, “Buying candied hawthorns doesn’t take that long. You just didn’t want to appease me, deliberately playing outside for so long before coming back.”

Until Jiang Yao took out a small wooden figure from her bosom and handed it to her.

The still somewhat puffy Song Muyun was attracted by the familiar wooden figure, swallowing the words of dissatisfaction, and stared blankly at it.

Jiang Yao was very helpless, “I didn’t do it on purpose. It took a lot of time to make this wooden figure, thinking if you liked it, it wouldn’t be in vain. If you don’t like it, I’ll keep it myself and look for something else to appease you.”

Saying so, the wooden figure was taken back from under Song Muyun’s eyelids.

Song Muyun instinctively reached out, “Hey…”

But couldn’t stop it, as Jiang Yao had already taken it back.

The already somewhat angry girl got even angrier, glaring fiercely

“How can you still remember that, QAQ?”

She could only try her best to coax, “You said it yourself, so naturally you can change it. You said you would give it to me, so you can. Yun’er~ I want the purse you made. The one you gave me last time is worn out. Let me use a new one, Yun’er~”

Jiang Yao kept nuzzling her, with something soft pressing against Song Muyun’s shoulder, making her face turn red all over.

She thought her Yun’er became somewhat silly and dumb when facing her, this time it should be a sure thing, Yun’er would give it to her. Unexpectedly, while her face turned red and her voice was shy, her mouth asked, “Then do you still want to leave me in the capital while you go?”

Jiang Yao: …

That really puts me in a difficult position; I can’t say a word.

Because of her silence, Song Muyun’s expression slowly turned from hopeful to disappointed, and finally a bit angry. She pushed Jiang Yao away, got off the soft couch, and her eyes brimmed with tears, “You want my things without even keeping me by your side, dream on! I won’t give you anything, not now, not ever!”

With that, she huffily ran out, not forgetting to take the wooden figure Jiang Yao gave her.

Jiang Yao reacted only after she ran out the door, quickly getting up to chase after her.

Sima Jushan, still unclear about his intentions, had stayed outside until now, and directly bumped into Song Muyun as she ran out.

“Jiang Yao’s wife? Didn’t you two reconcile? Why are you coming out again?”

Sima Jushan stopped Song Muyun from above, and seeing her stop, he immediately jumped down from the tree. The next second, Jiang Yao came chasing out.

Song Muyun, startled by the sudden appearance of Sima Jushan, instinctively hid behind Jiang Yao, who was chasing after her. Jiang Yao took the opportunity to hold her wife’s delicate and soft fingers, holding them in her palm, her voice helpless yet tender, “You just ran off like that, not afraid I wouldn’t find you?”

Song Muyun ignored this remark, frowning at Sima Jushan, and after a moment, she asked in a low voice, “Why is he still here?”

She remembered Jiang Yao had told him to leave earlier. Why was he still waiting outside?

The little girl was more concerned, her brows tightly furrowed, and given his unkind words from the day before, her expression turned cold, not very pleasant to look at, just gazing softly at Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao, protecting her, whispered, “He probably came to watch me be ridiculed. You don’t need to mind him.”

Song Muyun’s beautiful brows furrowed even tighter, pulling on Jiang Yao’s hand somewhat displeased, “What ridicule do you have to share with him?”

After saying this, she even stood half in front of Jiang Yao, her glance sweeping over Sima Jushan with a hint of coldness, seemingly very displeased that he was there to watch Jiang Yao be ridiculed.

Jiang Yao felt warm inside, but Sima Jushan’s eyes widened. Why did this woman, who was so soft and pliable in front of Jiang Yao, become so cold towards him?

It turns out his feeling yesterday wasn’t wrong. Seeing her frail appearance today, he thought she was naturally delicate, but it seems she was only delicate in front of Jiang Yao!

Again, what virtue and ability does Jiang Yao have, QAQ?

Sima Jushan felt envious again, but after Song Muyun’s particularly cold treatment, he no longer thought of Song Muyun as a celestial beauty.

This was fake delicacy, all fake!

“He thought I would be chased out after going in, so he specifically waited outside,” Jiang Yao explained softly, looking into Song Muyun’s eyes.

Sima Jushan: !!!

Jiang Yao was slandering him! Although he did think so in his heart, he didn’t say it out loud, did he???

No!

Jiang Yao was blatantly slandering him!

Sima Jushan, incredulous, tried to interject to clear his name, but the two paid him no mind. Song Muyun, holding Jiang Yao’s hand, her lips slightly pursed, still not very happy, “Why would I chase you away? This is your home.”

She meant to say how could she drive Jiang Yao out of her own home, but this made Jiang Yao also upset, “My home is your home, don’t make such a clear distinction between ‘you’ and ‘me’ anymore. And you just drove me away today, don’t try to deny it.”

Song Muyun was choked up, initially intending to give Jiang Yao some face in front of her friend, but Jiang Yao herself didn’t seem to care about maintaining her dignity. The little girl gave her a coquettish glare, then lowered her head, no longer speaking.

Her appearance made Jiang Yao’s heart itch, really wanting to press her against a tree and do this and that, but with the nuisance still around, staring at them from the beginning to the end with an inexperienced look.

Jiang Yao stepped forward, hugging her slightly pouting wife’s shoulder, coaxing, “We have a family banquet tonight, don’t be mad at me anymore. Let’s go back, shall we? If we stay here, he will laugh at us.”

Song Muyun still wanted to make a fuss about Jiang Yao not wanting to take her along, but with Sima Jushan still there, she didn’t want to make a scene in front of others and embarrass Jiang Yao.

The person in her arms obediently nodded, and Jiang Yao hugged her and went back. The dumbfounded Sima Jushan outside was completely ignored by them. He called out a couple of times, but Jiang Yao and Song Muyun didn’t look back.

In the Hengwu Garden, just after returning to the room, the little ancestor threw off Jiang Yao’s hand from her shoulder, causing Jiang Yao’s heart to sink, knowing that she hadn’t properly appeased her.

Tonight, she might not even have a bed to sleep in.

Her heart was crying, but her face remained gentle, “What’s wrong, are you still angry?”

Song Muyun, expressionless, “Do you really have to leave me in the capital?”

Jiang Yao, gently and earnestly, “The capital is the safest place. Only if you stay in the capital can I be at ease. If you follow me, I’m afraid I’ll be worried even on the battlefield.”

“I can wait for you in a city close by, just being closer to you would be good. I don’t want to be so far away in the capital where I can’t see you every day. What am I supposed to do all alone…”

The little ancestor was fine at first, but at some point, her eyes reddened again, full of grievance, her slender figure standing tall, her rosy lips slightly bitten.

Jiang Yao didn’t know what to do, she felt sorry for Muyun crying, yet didn’t want her to suffer by following her.

“Let’s

discuss this matter later. Please don’t cry, okay? If my parents see you’ve cried at the family banquet, they’ll think I bullied you. Don’t cry.”

She gently wiped the wet tears on Song Muyun’s face, and after drying them, she held her face and kissed her.

Song Muyun tried to hold back her tears, her voice a bit hoarse, suddenly pleading, “I, I want to go with you. I promise I’ll behave and won’t cause you trouble. Don’t leave me alone.”

She was frail and scared, blinking her eyes full of moisture, leaning on Jiang Yao’s shoulder, hugging her arm, a posture full of dependence.

Author’s note:

Muyun: I must endure this hardship