When Wenlan came in through the curtains, she couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing, causing Wenqing to glare at her.

Wenlan jogged over to Chu Lian and whispered, "Third Young Madam, that was so satisfying."

Wenqing was also very proud. She knew that her mistress wasn't easy to bully. Chu Lian had a vengeful personality. If she didn't take revenge, it could only mean that she didn't care at all. Then, there was no need to take revenge.

Otherwise, even if her expression didn't change, she would definitely be suppressing her evil thoughts!

Chu Lian looked at Wenlan happily and said helplessly, "It's just a few girls. Let them go after washing up."

After hearing Chu Lian's words, Wenqing and Wenlan calmed down, but the worry on their faces didn't fade.

Wenqing thought about it and said, "Third Young Madam, don't think too much. Third Young Master isn't that kind of person. Those are just rumors."

Chu Lian turned to look at Wenqing and smiled. Her almond-shaped eyes curved slightly, making Wenqing feel embarrassed. She hurriedly explained, "Third Young Madam, I wasn't speaking up for Third Young Master …"

"Alright, I'm not blaming you."

Chu Lian did not express her opinion on the matter of He Changdi and General Sima. From her point of view, the matter was not certain. All they had heard were rumors and there was no reliable evidence. Moreover, even if He Sanlang and General Sima had something going on, she could discuss it with He Sanlang and find a compromise to free up General Sima's position.

As long as she still had her status as a village ruler, she could live well even if she was alone. She wouldn't have to worry about all the troubles in Shengjing. Wasn't that perfect?

When the time came, she could find a man she liked and live a simple and happy life.

He Sanlang, who was fighting hard on the front lines, didn't know that his evil wife was already thinking of ways to get rid of him before they even consummated their marriage.

If he knew, he would immediately vomit blood.

Wenqing and Wenlan had been with Chu Lian for a long time and understood her personality. They knew that Third Young Madam didn't want to talk about General Sima, so they shut their mouths and quieted down.

A soldier brought in a charcoal basin. Wenqing moved it closer so that Chu Lian could get some warmth.

Chu Lian held a hand warmer and didn't take off her fur coat. She curiously sized up this ordinary tent.

He Sanlang's tent could not be compared to Sima Hui's.

There were two narrow beds in the small tent, separated by a simple screen in the middle. There was no carpet on the ground, but black soil that was shoveled with turf and tamped down.

It had been snowing for several days in a row in the north, and the entrance of the tent was already a pile of mud. Due to the low temperature in the morning and evening, it was damp and damp, making people feel particularly uncomfortable.

There weren't many things in the tent. Near the narrow bed on the left was a small table, on which a few military books and commonly used brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones were neatly arranged.

Beside each of the two narrow beds was a wooden box, presumably for the soldiers to store their clothes.

Chu Lian knew that He Sanlang didn't live alone in the tent, but with Xiao Hongyu.

Of these two narrow beds, only one was He Sanlang's.

Wenqing and Wenlan also looked at the layout of the tent. Wenlan angrily said, "That female general Sima is living so well, why is our Third Young Master's living conditions so poor!" This tent was very cold and gloomy, without a charcoal brazier, it was impossible to live in.

Chu Lian smiled and didn't say anything. He Changdi was different from Sima Hui. He had just entered the army and was a man. Moreover, Great General Qian was strict with the army. For him to be able to live in a two-person tent in such a short period of time was already very fortunate. Otherwise, he would have to live in a large bunk.

Chu Lian wasn't wrong. If she hadn't helped High Duke Zheng, he wouldn't have been promoted so quickly. Naturally, he wouldn't have received the treatment he was receiving now.

Wenqing walked to the side of the bed and pointed at the bed closest to the inside. "Third Young Mistress, this is Third Young Master's bed. The woolen mattress we brought from our estate is on it. Sit here."

Chu Lian walked to the side of the bed and took out her small hand from the warm sleeve. She gently touched the woolen mattress that was already a little stiff from sleeping. She then brought her hand to the tip of her nose and sniffed it. She then shook her head and walked to the narrow bed at the side to sit down. "This is my husband's bed."

Huh?

Wenqing looked at the two beds strangely. She didn't understand how Third Young Mistress could tell.

The mattress on the other bed clearly belonged to Duke Jing 'an's estate.

Without waiting for Wenqing to ask, Chu Lian explained, "Look at the shoes on the side of the bed."

He Changdi was tall and had long legs, so his feet were naturally large. Xiao Hongyu was short, so her feet were also on the small side.

Chu Lian had asked someone to bring these shoes for He Changdi. She had made some small modifications to the shoes. There was an extra layer of cowhide sewn into the soles so that the shoes wouldn't get wet even on a rainy day. There was a very small pattern on the inconspicuous part of the shoes. It was a pattern that only the servant girls of Songtao Court would recognize.

Bedding and blankets could be given to each other, but everyone's shoe size was different. He Changdi and Xiao Hongyu's feet were very different, so they couldn't mix shoes and socks.

Wenqing and Wenlan looked down at the two different pairs of shoes and came to a realization.

Their eyes lit up as they looked at Chu Lian. Wenlan couldn't help but smile.

Hmph!

Who would dare say that Third Young Master and Third Young Mistress didn't have a good relationship in the future? Third Young Mistress could tell which bed Third Young Master was sleeping on with a single glance.

Chu Lian had only given the simplest reason. Actually, she could tell which bed He Changdi was sleeping on with a single glance. It wasn't because of the shoes under the bed.

He Sanlang was a little hairy. He had obsessive-compulsive disorder and was even a little obsessed with cleanliness, although it wasn't serious.

She had noticed it the last time he stayed in He Manor to take a bath.

When He Sanlang entered the room, he was dirty all over. His expression was foul, obviously dissatisfied with his dirty appearance.

Later, he took a full hour to take a bath. After he was done, Wenqing went to tidy up his dirty clothes. She found that this fellow had actually neatly folded his dirty clothes on the flower table next to the bathtub. The used honey locust had also been covered with a wooden lid. The towel was folded into a block and placed next to the honey locust box.

The corner of Chu Lian's mouth twitched. She glanced at He Changdi's bed.

Although it was simple, the bedding was neatly folded. The pillow was neatly placed at the head of the bed. The sheets on the bed were pulled until there wasn't a single wrinkle.

On the other hand, although the bed next to it wasn't messy, it was completely unsightly compared to He Changdi's bed.

There was one more thing that Chu Lian was embarrassed to say. Although He Changdi was a man, there was always a refreshing smell on his body. Just now, the wool mattress reeked of sweat …

If Xiao Hongyu knew that his sister-in-law despised him like this, he would definitely roll on the floor and beg for snacks to make up for his hurt heart.

(Ah Lan didn't get any praise yesterday!

Hurry up and praise me!

Otherwise, the baby will have a little mood and then there won't be any more chapters!

Roll on the floor!)