Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills

Chapter 464: Unexpected

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Hong Yujun’s eyes fell upon a man in a black robe with ruggedly handsome features and a hint of mystery, exuding a strong presence. Just one glance stirred something within her.

She poured four cups of tea, one for each of them, and gently offered one to Wen Shaoyuan, saying, “I’m Hong Yujun. I’m easy to get along with, so don’t be nervous.”

Her voice was melodious and pleasant, which left Wen Shaoyuan feeling almost obliged to accept her kindness.

He slowly looked up at the girl beside him.

Hong Yujun was dressed in a vibrant red dress, her delicate figure and charming face radiating an enchanting aura.

So beautiful! This was Wen Shaoyuan’s first impression of her. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined!

He said softly, “Wen Shaoyuan.”

Hong Yujun smiled. Her smile was like a spring flower shining on the moon. “Have some tea.”

Wen Shaoyuan immediately drank the tea in front of him without any hesitation.

Hong Yujun was stunned. She looked at Wen Shaoyuan and asked, “Isn’t it hot?”

“I didn’t feel it.” Wen Shaoyuan realized that it was a little hot, but his face was as usual. He didn’t show it at all. He didn’t even frown.

What a blockhead!

Hong Yujun, hiding a smile behind her lips, felt a growing fondness for the shy and awkward man before her.

Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghong exchanged a glance. Jinghong patted Wen Shaoyuan on the shoulder, “We have some matters to attend to and will leave you two to chat.”

Wen Shaoyuan looked at Jinghong with a pleading expression, seemingly overwhelmed at being left alone.

However, Jinghong didn’t pick up on his silent plea and left with Chu Qingzhi.

Hong Yujun poured another cup of tea for Wen Shaoyuan, softly asking about his interests.

Wen Shaoyuan tried his best to relax. He thought to himself that the Hong Yujun was just a girl, not some ferocious beast. What was there to be afraid of? “I usually protect the general. When I’m free, I’ll plant vegetables.”

Hong Yujun smiled in surprise. “You like to grow vegetables?”

When Wen Shaoyuan saw Hong Yujun’s smile, he could not help but open his heart. “I’ve always wanted to build a house in the village, raise a dog, a cat, plant a few acres of land, and live a relaxed life…”

The atmosphere was good, and the two of them slowly chatted.

Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghong went to the herb garden.

Chu Qingning mentioned that the medicinal herbs she planted seemed lifeless, so Chu Qingzhi came to investigate the reason.

The herb garden was lush with greenery, with occasional empty spots where new medicinal herb seedlings were planted after harvesting. These seedlings looked listless, drooping lifelessly.

Spiritual herbs possess territorial instincts. Herbs of the same strength can’t compete with each other, but they can suppress ordinary herbs, leading to the current situation.

Chu Qingzhi cast a spell on the newly planted herb seedlings. After a moment of nurturing with spiritual light, they perked up.

In the world of cultivation, it’s survival of the fittest, even among spiritual herbs, where the strong dominate more resources.

Tang Jinghong stood at the entrance of the herb garden, marveling at the changes. He found it amazing that Chu Qingzhi’s abilities were effective on plants too.

Chu Qingzhi turned to walk towards Tang Jinghong. Would Jinghong ask her this time?

In the end, Tang Jinghong did not ask.

Chu Qingzhi had finished one-fifth of her autobiography. Jinghong could slowly read it during the New Year.

After half an hour, the two arrived at the old house and saw Hong Yujun and Wen Shaoyuan chatting happily.

Chu Qingzhi smiled, “Yujun, it’s time to go back.”

Hong Yujun stood up and bowed to Wen Shaoyuan. “Goodbye, Young Master Wen.” With that, she turned around and pulled Chu Qingzhi away quickly.

Tang Jinghong and Wen Shaoyuan remained in the yard. Jinghong lightly smiled, “Shaoyuan, how was it?”

Wen Shaoyuan’s ears reddened slightly as he looked down, “Yujun is very good.”

Jinghong asked, “What are your thoughts?”

Wen Shaoyuan pondered, “General, can we still build houses in the village? 1 want to build a small courtyard with a loft in the village.”

Jinghong replied, “Sure, I’ll talk to the village chief about it. But why the sudden interest in building a house?”

Wen Shaoyuan hesitantly replied, “Just want to build a house.”

Jinghong looked at Wen Shaoyuan, suspecting something, “Choose where you want to build, and I’ll inform the village chief.”

Wen Shaoyuan gratefully said, “Thank you, General.”

At Chu Qingzhi’s house.

Hong Yujun pulled Chu Qingzhi into her room.

Chu Qingzhi asked, “How did it go?”

Sitting on the bed, Hong Yujun nodded at Chu Qingzhi, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, “He is very nice.”

Chu Qingzhi smiled, “Then tomorrow, I will help you find out what Wen Shaoyuan thinks of you.”

Hong Yujun eagerly responded, “Thank you, Qingzhi.”

“You’re welcome. Rest early, there’s sure to be good news.”

“Ok.”

Shen Family’s weaving workshop.

Chu Qingyue and Ning Yuting walked to the Shen Family Weaving Workshop, arriving early but finding many people there earlier than them.

“It seems everyone is quite interested in this weaving workshop,” Ning Yuting commented, keeping Chu Qingyue close to avoid the bustling crowd.

“There were a lot of people yesterday too,” Chu Qingyue worried, “With so many competitors, will it be difficult to purchase the workshop?”

“Don’t worry, I’m here,” Ning Yuting reassured her.

Chu Qingyue smiled softly, “Okay.”

This scene happened to be seen by Li Shengfeng, who was walking over from behind. He stared intently at the two people in front of him. What was their relationship? Why did they look so close?

Li Shengfeng was the man who abandoned Chu Qingyue and married the daughter of the rich official who was also in the weaving business. The Shen family’s workshop was a fat piece of meat, and his family had also set their sights on it. As a result, Li Shengfeng was arranged to buy the workshop. He did not expect to meet Chu Qingyue.

Confused about why Chu Qingyue, a dressmaker, was there, he approached them, calling out, “Qingyue.”

Hearing her name, Chu Qingyue instinctively looked around. Her joyful expression faded, and she pretended not to recognize Li Shengfeng, quickly entering the workshop with Ning Yuting.

However, Li Shengfeng persisted, calling out loudly, “Qingyue, Chu Qingyue!”

Hearing his loud voice, the surrounding people turned their attention to them. Chu Qingyue could no longer pretend, turning back with a cold face, “What do you want?”

Li Shengfeng, feeling slighted by Chu Qingyue’s coldness, sarcastically remarked, “What, climbed up the social ladder?”

As he spoke, he glanced at Ning Yuting.

Dressed in a modest blue and white robe, Ning Yuting appeared elegant and charming, his dark eyes assessing Li Shengfeng.

In comparison, Li Shengfeng, with his decent but robust demeanor, seemed less refined.

A soldier!

Ning Yuting quickly identified Li Shengfeng’s military background and asked Chu Qingyue, “Who is he?”

Chu Qingyue was a little flustered. Her heart was in turmoil. If Yuting knew about her past, would he still marry her?

“He’s a neighbor from my grandmother’s place. After marrying the daughter of an official, he moved to the county city. I knew him when I visited my grandmother as a child..”