Chapter 269

Su Wanwan climbed up from the bed, sleepy-eyed, and asked: "What time is it now?"

Yu Ying'er stepped forward to help her sit up, poured a cup of warm water from the tea table for her, and replied: "Just past Shen time."

"Still so early?" Su Wanwan frowned slightly, couldn't help but sigh, this last day is so hard to endure...

She didn't take the water Yu Ying'er handed over, but looked at the bamboo tube on the tea table: "Give me the water in the bamboo tube."

Yu Ying'er paused, the smile on her cheeks a bit stiff: "Mistress, that is raw water, it's not good for your body, you'd better drink the water I warmed up for you."

Su Wanwan's eyebrows, which had just loosened, frowned tightly again: "Why, can't I command you after leaving the Prince's mansion?"

She turned and called Yu'er in.

"Mistress, don't be angry, Sister Ying'er is just worried about your body." Yu'er hurriedly squeezed away the stunned Yu Ying'er, picked up the bamboo tube on the tea table, opened the lid, and brought it to Su Wanwan's mouth, while giving a look to Yu Ying'er on the side, letting her hurry up and apologize to the mistress.

They, as servants and maids, couldn't make decisions for the master, and she was a bit overstepping by doing so.

Yu Ying'er, however, kept her head down, as if she didn't see the steps Yu'er had prepared for her.

Yu'er was angry at her for not living up to expectations, and could only change the topic: "Mistress, I heard that the sailors on the ship caught a few big fat fish today. I just went to take a look, and the fish in this season are really fat and delicious. You have worked hard these past few days, wait until the ship docks, I will take you to find a restaurant to have a good meal, and let the child in your womb have a good meal."

Su Wanwan's eyebrows relaxed, she touched her slightly protruding lower abdomen and smiled: "He is so small, how does he know what to eat."

After saying this, she looked at Yu Ying'er again, but the smile in her eyes faded.

"Ying'er has also grown up, her heart is not here. When the child in my womb is born, it's time to find a family for you."

As soon as this was said, Yu Ying'er, who had been silent, knelt on the ground with a thud, her head hitting the ground heavily.

"The servant doesn't want to marry, the servant wants to serve by the mistress's side for a lifetime."

Yu'er paused, even she felt that Yu Ying'er's attitude was a bit wrong, and couldn't help but frown: "Mistress is just saying it casually, what are you panicking about? It's not like she's really going to marry you off to someone... Besides, Sister Ying'er, you are indeed not young anymore, Mistress is planning for you."

The mistress had always been very good to them maids. Being able to get rid of the slave status early and marry out of the mansion, isn't this a good thing?

But for Yu Ying'er, who already had different thoughts in her heart, this was not a good thing.

She whispered: "Mistress, please don't marry Ying'er to an outsider, I, I already have someone I like..."

After saying this, she carefully looked at the mistress's expression, but didn't see any clues from the other party's face.

Su Wanwan just looked at her with a gloomy face, without saying a word.

However, this silent look of hers made Yu Ying'er even more frightened, feeling that her little thoughts had been seen through by the other party...

Yu'er felt the embarrassment in the air and hurriedly pulled a smile to change the topic: "Mistress, why don't you rest for a while, maybe you'll arrive tomorrow when you wake up."

Su Wanwan sighed and said: "Forget it, if you don't want to marry, then don't. Go down, I want to rest."

Only then did Yu Ying'er hurriedly get up and exit the room.

Su Wanwan rubbed her forehead and looked at the bamboo tube placed on the tea table: "Yu'er, don't go anywhere tonight, just stay here and accompany me."

"Okay, the servant won't go anywhere, just stay here and accompany the mistress." Yu'er smiled and pinched the quilt for her, "Mistress, you haven't rested well these past few days because of seasickness. Now that you have the medicine from Mistress Jiang, your body is more comfortable, don't get angry and worry anymore."

As she said this, she tentatively tried to smooth things over for Yu Ying'er's behavior just now: "Mistress, Sister Ying'er has been traveling hard these past few days, it's inevitable that there will be some negligence in serving the mistress, I hope you can forgive her."

Su Wanwan lay on the bed, pursed her lips, and didn't speak.

She knew Yu Ying'er's little thoughts.

How could she, as a woman, not notice the look she cast at the Prince?

She was a maid who grew up with her, and she didn't want to tear her face off. If she could take back that kind of thought, she would pretend not to know.

But who knew, her ambition was actually so big...

Yu Ying'er exited the room and walked down the stairs with her head buried.

The matron who passed by asked her for greeting, but she ignored her completely.

Her fists were clenched tightly.

Why?!

Why can she only be a maid serving people for a lifetime, why can she be high above and enjoy the service of others?

Who does she think she is?

Isn't she just a concubine-born young lady? If the eldest daughter of the Su family hadn't died, how would it be her turn to marry the Prince?

Her mother relied on climbing into bed to give birth to her. She is just the daughter of a cheap maid, what is there to be proud of, why is she high above commanding them maids?

Yu Ying'er's fingers were clenched white, but she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart.

She closed her eyes hard and touched the medicine bag hidden in her sleeve, and the anger in her heart was barely calmed down.

Soon, endure a little longer.

Such a cheap maid, even if she dies, her body is thrown into the sea to feed the fish, and the Su family won't care.

The person the Prince loves has always been the eldest daughter of the Su family. She is just a substitute...

Only if she dies, can the Prince truly forget that woman...

Thinking of this, Yu Ying'er's clenched fists finally loosened.

She tidied up her emotions and turned to go up the stairs again.

Jiang Xiaoxiao lay lazily on the ship's side sunbathing, biting the lychee flesh in her mouth, but her eyes were calmly watching Yu Ying'er walking up the stairs.

Her eyebrows frowned imperceptibly.

This maid doesn't look old, but her eyes are full of calculation and viciousness.

How could such a person be left beside that mistress?

Forget it, these wealthy families, in order to live on, can't avoid some conspiracies and calculations against others.

Jiang Xiaoxiao shook her head and didn't pay much attention anymore.

It was already afternoon, the day in late autumn was short, and the sky was darker than before.

Tonight, it is destined to be a sleepless night.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's gaze was cast toward the stern cabin. Some people came out one after another, and everyone was satisfied holding the freshly baked food.

From a distance, she could already smell the smell.

It was fresh fish soup.

She saw Mr. Bai's figure in the crowd.

It was rare to have such fresh food on the ship, so everyone scrambled to queue to buy dinner in the back kitchen.

Not long after, Mr. Bai was holding a plate of fresh fish soup and standing in front of their room door.