Transmigrating into a female supporting role in a book

It's the first day of the new year again, and it's time to pay respects to the old lady. It's been a while since Situ Xuan moved out of Suxin Pavilion.

The old lady initially asked Nanny Ning to come and talk to me, but when she saw that neither of us expressed any opinion, she didn't ask any more questions.

This time, when Situ Xuan and I went to her place to have breakfast with her, the old lady brought up the old topic again and asked Situ Xuan directly when she would move back to Suxin Pavilion.

"I've been very busy with official duties lately, leaving home early and returning late. Let's talk about it after I'm done with my work, so that I don't have to come back in the middle of the night and disturb her rest." While Situ Xuan was talking, he deliberately held my hand and pretended to be affectionate in front of the old lady.

I also cooperated and showed the smile that a good wife should have, and my face hurt a little from laughing.

"You have just gotten married, but you always sleep in separate rooms. If this gets out, it will cause gossip. If the Duke of England hears about it, he will definitely guess that you, Xuan'er, are mean to Jinyao. Even though you are busy with official duties, you also have to pay attention to family affairs and be sensible in everything!" It was rare for the old lady to speak harshly to Situ Xuan.

Situ Xuan nodded repeatedly, looking like he was learning something.

When we left together, I thought he would go to the front yard again, but unexpectedly he accompanied me all the way to Suxin Pavilion.

"Can I have a cup of tea?" He raised his hand and pointed, as if he were a guest in my house.

I smiled and said, "The entire mansion belongs to you, Lord Marquis. You can have tea anywhere you want."

I didn't expect that I would return the favor to him by saying something he had said, and he was amused at the time.

"The business is going smoothly, thanks to your help. I'll consider the money you added as a share. When we make money in the future, we'll split it 50-50."

"Okay." He fiddled with something on the edge of the teacup with a finger, seemingly absent-minded.

"Have you had any troublesome cases recently? I feel like you didn't sleep well."

"It's okay." He didn't want to talk about this.

I rolled my eyes, "It's getting colder."

"Well, ask the steward to light up the greenhouse."

"What I mean is, if you still live in the front yard, you can burn one over there and I can burn one over here, and the charcoal used will be doubled, which seems a bit wasteful."

"It's not like the Marquis' Mansion can't afford this little bit of charcoal." He looked up at me with a burning gaze.

"Okay, that's it." I was numb and didn't care what happened.

"Why don't you say a few more nice words? Are you giving up so soon?" He squinted his eyes and smiled slightly.

"If I tell you, will you move back?"

"You can move back, but we have to make it clear first. You can't throw yourself into my arms and deliberately seduce me again."

"Don't worry! I will never do that!" I spoke each word through gritted teeth. I was so angry at him.

"To prevent people from accusing me of taking advantage of someone's misfortune, you should drink less in front of me from now on, and don't drink in other places where I can't see you!"

"Okay... I will quit drinking and won't drink a drop of alcohol before I leave the Marquis' Mansion!"

"If you want to quit, quit for life. I won't let you off easy!"

"Can you still control me for the rest of my life?"

"As long as you are willing to……"

Situ Xuan was halfway through his speech when he noticed my expression, so he swallowed the rest of his words and smiled at himself.

"Do you still like Su Mei now?"

"My story with her is over a long time ago."

"Yes, even if you once thought that someone you loved very much, you would naturally let go of them after a while."

"You're different from her!"

"People's ideas change. You think I'm special now, but you'll get tired of me if we get along day and night."

"You are the one sent by God to torture me." He sighed helplessly, and as if unwilling to give up, he asked, "If you hadn't met Jia Liu, would you like me?"

"Maybe." I didn't think much about it. Just from the appearance, his appearance was quite in line with my aesthetic taste, with fair skin, beautiful appearance and a weak and submissive temperament, especially the last time he cried in front of me with red eyes, I really wanted to do something more excessive to him...