The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Chapter 216, Accidentally Overthought_1

Four Seasons Fruits and Vegetables Shop’s backyard.

Madam Yan sat in the principal seat of the main house, with Daohua standing beside her, looking at the servant before her with surprise and puzzlement; he was bowing his head as if afraid to meet anyone’s gaze. “I remember you, your name is De… De…”

The servant remained silent for a moment: “Replying to Miss, this servant’s name is Deshou.”

Daohua immediately clapped her hands: “Right, Deshou.”

No wonder she remembered him; Xiao Yeyang had a few people around him who appeared quite frequently. Defu was needless to mention, always serving closely by his side, following Xiao Yeyang wherever he went.

As for the person before her, Daohua had seen him several times as well; whenever there was food involved, this man was sure to be present, likely responsible for matters pertaining to food.

Looking at Deshou, who was almost bowing his head to his chest, Daohua felt somewhat speechless. Was she really that frightening? “Are you here to buy vegetables from my family?”

Deshou nodded, then remembering his master’s instruction not to let Miss Yan find out about the vegetable purchase, he hurriedly shook his head.

Seeing his silence, Daohua had no choice but to continue: “What’s the matter, weren’t the vegetables and fruits I sent to your master enough?”

First Deshou nodded, and then he shook his head again.

At this point, not only Daohua felt worn out, but Madam Yan also thought that this young servant was being too indecisive and hesitant.

Daohua: “In October, aside from the food we delivered together with my elder brother and the others, he came over in the middle of the month to arrange for grains and seeds, and I prepared a cartload of food for him then too. It couldn’t possibly be insufficient. Did he use it to entertain someone?”

At this thought, Daohua’s mind suddenly raced to the three strange women she had encountered on the peak of Wuhua Mountain.

At that time, Xiao Yeyang and Brother Dong’s reactions were very odd, as if they were not worried about those three women at all. Later, her fourth brother had told her that outsiders were not allowed on the main peak of Wuhua Mountain.

Not outsiders, then they must be acquaintances.

Immediately, Daohua thought of the separate residence on the peak. Could it be that those three were staying there?

If that was the case, the identity of that madam was far from simple.

Who could it be?

An imperial consort left behind by the Emperor in the common world?

In a flash, Daohua’s thoughts spread far and wide, now weaving a tragic tale of unattainable love between the Emperor and a common woman, now the sorrowful destiny of imperial consorts cast away to separate residences after angering the Emperor…

Regardless of the scenario, it seemed that the madam did not wish to remain unnoticed in the separate residence. Hence, there was that feigned fainting episode designed to entrap Xiao Yeyang on the Double Ninth Festival.

Was it all for the purpose of returning to the Imperial Palace?

If that was indeed the case, Xiao Yeyang must have faced no small amount of harassment.

As the nephew of the Emperor, Xiao Yeyang had to oblige, probably for some unknown reason, to send things to the separate residence, including the food she provided.

As Daohua contemplated this, she nodded, seemingly convinced of the possibility. With a smile, she looked at Deshou: “Is your master planning to send something to the separate residence?”

Deshou’s heart trembled, and he suddenly lifted his head, his face full of shock.

How could Miss Yan know about this?

Ever since the Dragon Boat Festival, his master would intermittently send some food and drinks to the separate residence, a secret known only to Defu and himself.

Seeing his expression, Daohua immediately revealed a knowing smile: “Xiao Yeyang, he really should have told me if he was sending things to that madam in the separate residence. Now look, you’ve run out of food, haven’t you?” _{freewēbnoveℓ.com}

“From your appearance, it seems you must have run back and forth here quite often, not finding it bothersome at all!”

Deshou hung his head low, almost on the verge of crying.

He hadn’t said a word, so how could Miss Yan have found out about the existence of the former Princess Consort?

He’s done for; his master will probably beat him to death when he goes back.

After all, his master wasn’t particular about mentioning the former Princess Consort.