Her energy was almost exhausted at night, and it wasn't until daybreak that Wen Nuan dragged her aching body out of bed. She subconsciously looked to her side, her expression slightly startled.
When she tried it with her little hands, it was already cold there. In other words, Leng Yan, her husband, had been away from here for a long time.
Is he out?
"Young lady, you're awake, aren't you?"
The door to the room was not closed tightly, and some noise could be heard. The servant, who had already prepared breakfast, knocked on the door and asked softly.
"Wake up, Sister Ping, where is the young master?"
Wen Nuan put on her slippers and opened the door and asked.
Yesterday, she had already met the servants here. The person in charge of meals was Sister Ping. She was a woman in her forties, slightly fat, and looked very kind.
"Master...Oh, Master, you haven't had breakfast yet."
Ma Liu pointed downstairs and saw that Leng Yan had already opened the door downstairs. She hurriedly shouted and was answered by the sound of the door closing.
What a weird person!
Looking at the disappearing shadow, Wen Nuan frowned slightly.
They were so gentle last night, but they left without a word this morning. What kind of couple are these?
"Young lady, the young master must have something urgent to deal with. He didn't hear me calling him just now."
Sister Ping was stunned for a moment, then turned around quickly and spoke softly to Nuan Nuan.
Yesterday, everyone knew that the groom did not attend the wedding. The young mistress seemed to be a really good-tempered person. As a woman, she sympathized with the warmth.
"Maybe."
Wen Nuan smiled faintly, with no thoughts on her beautiful face. But her chest was filled with panic. She always felt that something was wrong. She couldn't figure out what Leng Yan wanted to do.
He didn't show up before the wedding, and he didn't even attend the wedding. But when he came back in the evening, he treated her with all kinds of tenderness, but refused to turn on the light. And in the morning, she didn't know when he came out of the room, and he didn't even say good morning.
If you don't say anything, just leave the house.
No, what's even weirder is that she has never seen what he looks like. The two of them have never had any real face-to-face contact.
How strange, isn't it?
"Young mistress, let's go have a meal. The young master even poured you a glass of milk himself. He said it would be good for you and asked you to finish it."
Seeing her somewhat lonely expression, Sister Ping thought it was her young master who had broken the young mistress's heart, so she hurriedly said.
Pour her some milk?
Is this man really so considerate? She doesn't deny that he was really gentle last night, and even made her feel cared for. However, he made her more confused.
"Young mistress, go quickly. The milk will get cold soon, and the young master's kindness will be in vain."
Sister Ping urged again.
Her young master has always been very cold, and she also knew that it was the eldest young master who was supposed to marry the Wen family. However, he later became the second young master. At that time, the second young master had a lot of time to stay away from home, and it was clear that he did not like the marriage.
.However, this morning, the young master seemed to be in a really good mood, and he specifically told her to let the young mistress drink that cup of milk.
A very simple breakfast, toasted bread, milk and eggs, plus some fruit.
"Sister Ping, this cup of milk tastes very strange."
While I was drinking the milk, I felt that the taste was so special as I got to the bottom. It was a bit astringent and bitter, but it also had the aroma of honey.
"Yeah?"
Sister Ping was cleaning up the kitchen and answered casually: "The young master changed the brand of milk. He was afraid that you wouldn't be used to it, so he added some honey to it. I checked the date and it's new."
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What's the smell of weird dripping milk? In other words, Leng Yan is not a good guy, oh oh oh, at least that's what Guo Guo thinks so far.