Chapter 129: Remarry (3)

There was a maid serving her beside the arhat bed. Mu Mingtang seemed to be questioning her, she asked questions and the maid answered. From time to time, she made remarks on the booklet. She was so serious about her task, that she didn’t notice that Xie Xuanchen was awake.

He quietly sat on the bed, and watched Mu Mingtang through the divider.

Xie Xuanchen realised that Mu Mingtang took things very seriously. No matter if it was eating or making queries, she was always very particular about things. Looking at the situation, it seemed that they would be here for a long time. It was as if they would have a bright future, so that it was necessary for her to reorganize her people, and even take so much effort for one accounts book.

Xie Xuanchen suddenly felt a sense of guilt. She was too serious and it was often more than he could bear with.The Emperor gifted him with amazing rewards, Xie Xuanji claimed that they were close brothers, and the Imperial Physician didn’t even bother to treat him. Everyone thought that he wouldn’t live long, and might not be able to survive through this winter. Only Mu Mingtang, was the one who insisted on planning their future and persisted in finding ways to cure his illness.

Mu Mingtang, on the other side, finally had a clear understanding after a long conversation with the maids. She was really thirsty, after sending the maid away, she turned and went to the table to have a cup of tea.

When she turned around, Mu Mingtang finally noticed that Xie Xuanchen was awake. She was taken aback, and quickly dropped her pen and paper as she walked towards the back of the divider,: “Why are you awake? You didn’t say a word, not even until I found out just now.”

Mu Mingtang poured a cup of warm water and tested the temperature with her fingers. Only then she pa.s.sed it to Xie Xuanchen. But this time, Xie Xuanchen didn’t make a move. Instead, he asked: “What were you doing just now?”

“Oh, I was making queries on the responsible individual that handled the furnishings of Qing Xin Hall. The manor has not been managed for such a long time and it needs to be reorganized. Otherwise, the items would be lost in a short period of time after being handled by so many people. There is no way I could help with things that have happened in the past, the best I could do now is to register all the current items to avoid further losses.”

It turns out that she was recording all the gifts that they received. This was not an easy job as it required a lot of manpower and effort. Xie XuanChen grabbed the cup and had no intention in drinking it: “It feels so troublesome already, just by thinking about it. Not only is it energy consuming, communicating with the servants is also a waste of time. Anyway, we’ll have enough food and clothes in the manor, you just need to enjoy, why bother to manage?”

“How could you think like that?” Mu Mingtang calmed down and educated Xie Xuanchen, “ This is not the way to run a manor in the long term. It’s easy to live happily, but it’s the hardest to live soberly. The less involved you are, the more the people under you will try to deceive you. Sooner or later, all your wealth will be emptied out very quickly! That’s the reason why rules and regulations should be set up, only then it could prevent them from stealing anything in the future.”

He was even more silent after hearing her words. She was really serious about arranging their lives for the future, and was confident that they would be staying in the manor for a long time.

Xie Xuan Cheng halted and said: “What if there was no future?”

Mu Ming Tang was startled, she looked into his eyes. Xie Xuan Cheng was calm, as if he was saying something casual.

“How could it be?” Mu Mingtang stood up, placed down the bed nets to block the blinding sunlight from outside. The sun shined through the bed net, and it made her figure blurry: “Only you can cure your illness, not the doctors. If you have the determination, no matter what others say, you’ll be able to hold on.”

Xie Xunchen leaned on the bed frame, slowly rubbing the tea cup on his hand: “Little girl, life is not as smooth sailing as you think it is. Illnesses can’t just be cured through persistence. Do you think I have never tried? You are not me. You will never know what it feels like to be hopeful again and again but fall into despair every single time.”