TRAVELING BACK TO ANCIENT TIME, I'M MARRIED TO A FARMER AS HIS BEAUTIFUL WIFE - Chapter 3

Xiao Lan looked up at Fu Yue, who was standing silently to one side, then looked back at the young lady who had just pushed the silver towards her, and asked with a puzzled expression:

“Young lady? What do you want to buy?”

Zhao Yunlian shook her head.

“You two have been by my side for more than ten years, and you are old enough to leave the mansion to get married. Here are forty taels of silver, twenty taels each, consider it my dowry for you.”

“Young lady! I don’t want to leave the mansion!” Xiao Lan was suddenly stunned by this news.

“We are willing to serve you forever, Miss, please don’t drive us out of the mansion!”

Xiao Lan suddenly knelt down, looking at Zhao Yunlian and weeping as she pleaded.

“In two months I will have to return to the capital, and I don’t know what will happen. You are all of marriageable age now, so you should consider your future lives and leave the mansion as soon as possible to enjoy your own peaceful days.”

“Shui Ling, take Xiao Lan downstairs to wash her face. Think carefully about it,” Zhao Yunlian instructed.

Fu Yue helped the sobbing Xiao Lan stand up, then returned to the room in the back courtyard.

“Shui Ling, did you already know the young lady’s intentions?” Xiao Lan inquired of Fu Yue, who stood silently beside her.

“What do you think? I find it very good in the mansion; do you want to go out and marry some peasant boy?”

Fu Yue was reluctant; in truth, she didn't want to discuss this with Qiao Lan.

Having worked together for many years, she had witnessed Qiao Lan's character and behavior firsthand.

From the moment she was bought by the previous madam, carefully trained, and brought to serve the young mistress.

Although they were maids, their daily routines mainly consisted of playing, reading, practicing calligraphy, and embroidering with the young mistress. Even though Madam Fang had been promoted to the position of managing the household, she still wanted to maintain appearances, so she never intentionally treated the young mistress harshly.

She didn't have to do any heavy manual labor; although she was a maid of the master, she was still pampered compared to ordinary peasant girls outside.

Qiao Lan had fair skin, a small face, and an adorable appearance. She considered herself no less than Fu Yue and the other high-ranking maids in the mansion.

The Zhao family only had one young master, so it was inevitable that she felt a little restless.

Normally, she had the opportunity to go to the main hall, the front hall, or the main courtyard to do some work or deliver things, and she might get a glimpse of the young master, but this opportunity was always snatched away by Fu Yue.

Of course, Fu Yue wished she could give this opportunity to her.

Everyone has their own thoughts, and everyone has their own destiny; one cannot force things.

Fu Yue evaded Qiao Lan's question, tidied up the clothes in her room, and calmly replied, "I will listen to whatever you say, young lady. You are kind enough to want to release us from the mansion, and I willingly obey. I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."

"Ah, do you think that after leaving the mansion you will have a good life? Try going to the back door and asking around; how many young maids are begging to work at our mansion!"

“Marrying a smelly peasant boy who has to work in the fields every day, how can that compare to… How can that compare to…”

Xiao Lan saw that Fu Yue was like a block of wood, completely unresponsive, and stamped her foot. “Oh no! I’m not talking to you anymore! I want to go find the young lady and Granny Li! Anyway, I still want to serve the young lady.”

Having said that, she left the room and went straight to the front yard.

Fu Yue calmly folded the clothes, not in a hurry.

Zhao Yunlian was kind-hearted and strong-willed. She wouldn’t usually initiate small talk, but she always had her own opinions and wasn’t soft-hearted.

For over a decade, Fu Yue had genuinely regarded her as a younger sister. She had originally planned to use their years of master-servant relationship to find an opportunity to explain her intention of redeeming herself from the mansion to the young lady before the Zhao family returned to the capital. Unexpectedly, because the second young master of the Zhao family was lustful, the young lady proactively discovered it and willingly released her from the mansion.

This unexpected turn of events was fortunate. The contract of servitude held her captive, so her status as a slave meant constant anxiety and suffering, unable to control her own destiny. Fu Yue never stopped counting the days until her freedom.

What's there to fear about a little hardship?

Having lived in modern times for over twenty years, wasn't she the only one struggling and working hard in society?