With Multiple Babies, Who Still Wants to Be the Marquess’s Wife? - Chapter 33

Chapter 33: She’s a Cute Little Softie

Lan Qingxi hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose to look up at the woman standing before her.

As their eyes met, she immediately recognized the woman—Su Meishi, the one who had been obsessively pursuing Song Linxuan.

Lan Qingxi had heard plenty about Su Meishi in her past life. She knew that this woman was a true talented scholar, but also an undeniable madwoman.

In her previous life, Su Meishi had done many outrageous things for Song Linxuan, some of which were extremely extreme.

Su Meishi had died before Lan Qingxi in that life, meeting a fate even worse than hers. At least before being thrown into the mass grave, Lan Qingxi’s corpse had remained intact.

But Su Meishi had died without even leaving a body behind, abandoned by her family and scorned by the world.

Lan Qingxi knew that if Su Meishi set her sights on her, she would never have another peaceful day.

So, before Su Meishi could say anything, she beamed and grabbed her hand with excitement. “I’ve long admired Miss Su’s name! I never thought I’d get to meet you here today.”

“I’ve always wanted to ask Miss Su for a calligraphy piece, but I never had the chance. Would you be willing to honor me with one today?”

Su Meishi was also quite surprised to see Lan Qingxi. She had to admit—Lan Qingxi was simply too beautiful.

Seeing her here ignited a strong sense of crisis within Su Meishi.

Originally, she had intended to scold Lan Qingxi outright, but unexpectedly, Lan Qingxi looked at her with nothing but joy.

Su Meishi pulled her hand away from Lan Qingxi’s grasp and said coldly, “Who are you? I don’t know you.”

Lan Qingxi smiled and replied, “I was being presumptuous. I am Lan Qingxi, the wife of the Marquis’s heir.”

“I came here today on my husband’s orders to deliver some documents to the Prime Minister. I never expected to run into Miss Su.”

Hearing that she was a married woman, Su Meishi’s hostility eased slightly, though she still remained cautious. “Why would your husband send you to deliver documents?”

Lan Qingxi was momentarily stunned before tilting her head in confusion. “My husband told me to come, so I came. Does that require a reason?”

Su Meishi immediately categorized her as one of those women who were “beautiful but brainless.”

She sized up Lan Qingxi again before saying, “The Marquis’s estate is so large—there must be attendants to handle such tasks. Why would it be your job as the heir’s wife?”

Lan Qingxi suddenly looked as if she had an epiphany. “You’re right, there’s no need for me to come personally!”

Then she added, “But my husband said that if I delivered it myself, it would seem more sincere.”

Hearing this, Su Meishi instantly understood what the Marquis’s heir was scheming.

Looking into Lan Qingxi’s clear eyes and hearing her repeatedly mention “my husband” with such devotion, it was obvious—this was a woman completely lost in love, without any sense of self.

For a moment, Su Meishi even felt pity for her. This poor woman was being used by her own husband, and she didn’t even realize it.

She sighed and said, “Do you just believe everything your husband says? One day, if he sells you off, you probably wouldn’t even know.”

Lan Qingxi looked at her in confusion. “He’s my husband, and we are one. Why would he do something like that?”

This only further confirmed Su Meishi’s belief—Lan Qingxi was nothing more than a beautiful but foolish woman.

She said coldly, “Think about it yourself. You’re a woman, and the Prime Minister is a man. What do you think your husband’s real intention was in sending you here?”

Lan Qingxi followed her train of thought and asked, “What was his intention?”

Seeing her innocent, clear eyes, Su Meishi suddenly felt that spelling it out for her was too cruel.

Besides, at the moment, she had no concrete proof that Yu Junshu had ulterior motives.

So she simply said, “Maybe I’m overthinking it. Just try not to come to the Prime Minister’s estate too often.”

Lan Qingxi asked in confusion, “Why?”

Su Meishi shot her a glare. In response, Lan Qingxi immediately smiled and said, “Miss Su is a talented and intelligent woman. You must be right. I’ll listen to you.”

Su Meishi: “……”

Lan Qingxi then looked at her expectantly. “So, Miss Su, can you give me a calligraphy piece?”

Su Meishi was about to refuse when Lan Qingxi quickly added, “I can pay you for it.”

She looked so harmless, her eyes filled with admiration. Even as a fellow woman, Su Meishi found it hard to turn her down. “Maybe next time.”

Lan Qingxi was slightly disappointed. “Oh…”

Seeing her expression, Su Meishi felt a twinge of guilt and said, “If we meet again, I’ll give you one.”

Lan Qingxi immediately beamed and thanked her.

Su Meishi’s hostility completely disappeared. She said calmly, “If you have nothing else to do, you should leave now.”

Lan Qingxi obediently nodded. “I’ll listen to Miss Su.”

She turned to leave, but before she could get far, Su Meishi called out, “Wait a moment!”

Lan Qingxi turned back.

Su Meishi said, “No matter what your husband is planning, Song Linxuan is mine. No one is allowed to take him from me!”

Seeing the obsession in her eyes, Lan Qingxi was glad she had found an excuse earlier. Otherwise, Su Meishi would have made things difficult for her.

She blinked in confusion and said, “Ah! Oh… okay, I’ll make sure to tell my husband.”

Seeing her clueless expression, Su Meishi was convinced that she truly had no interest in Song Linxuan and finally felt at ease.

She waved her hand. “Hurry and leave.”

Lan Qingxi knew she had successfully gotten through the encounter and quickly left.

This time, Su Meishi didn’t stop her again, allowing her to let out a long sigh of relief.

Not far ahead, she saw Wei Shisan standing under the corridor. When he spotted her, he gave her a slight bow. “Thank you, Miss Lan, for teaching me that itch-relief method last night.”

“If not for your timely advice, I probably would have scratched my hands raw.”

Lan Qingxi gave him a meaningful look. She was now certain—this was the real fool here.

Last night, Song Linxuan had taken one glance and immediately figured out that it was her doing, yet Wei Shisan still hadn’t realized it. And now, he was even thanking her.

He was truly the type to be sold off and still count the money for his seller.

She smiled. “You’re too kind, Sir Wei. I was just fulfilling my duty as a physician. No thanks needed.”

Hearing this, Wei Shisan felt that although she had some tricks up her sleeve, she wasn’t a bad person.

And those tricks—at the end of the day—had been forced out of her by Yu Junshu.

He couldn’t help but feel some sympathy for her.

He reminded her, “Did Miss Su make things difficult for you?”

Lan Qingxi shook her head. “No, she’s actually quite nice. She even promised to give me a calligraphy piece next time we meet.”

Wei Shisan immediately took this as a warning that Su Meishi planned to use the calligraphy to humiliate her. He said, “Miss Su has feelings for my master.”

“She doesn’t like other women getting close to him. You should be careful around her in the future.”

Lan Qingxi’s beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into a smile as she looked at him. “Thanks for the reminder.”

She had no romantic feelings for Song Linxuan. Their relationship was purely one of mutual benefit.