Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 2593: The Madam of the House

In ancient times, young ladies were not allowed to go out without a reason. They could only go out if the madam allowed it.

The daily activity range was limited to the inner courtyard, and it was so boring that people had to find something to do, which was why they probably picked fights.

The main courtyard was very grand, and Ning Shu had to ask the maid guarding the door for permission to see Mistress Yun.

“Madam has allowed you to enter, Third Miss,” the maid informed Ning Shu.

Ning Shu thanked her, then made her way into the hall.

Mistress Yun was seated in the room, surrounded by several maidservants, with a grandiose air as if she was the madam of the house.

However, Mistress Yun didn’t hold the title of a legal wife. Even though people inside the residence referred to her as “Madam,” no one outside of the Lu family recognized her status.

The room was lavish, filled with various exquisite furnishings.

Mistress Yun sat on a lounge chair, wearing a silk dress with her hair adorned with pearls and jade, looking imposing.

People often try their hardest to exhibit what they lack. The more Mistress Yun displayed her grandeur, the more it highlighted her inner desire for legitimacy.

Ning Shu curtsied, “Greetings, Madam.”

Mistress Yun put down her teacup and casually inquired, “What’s the matter?”

Ning Shu bowed her head and said in an honest manner, “Every time my period comes, my lower abdomen hurts terribly, so I want to go out and get some medicine.”

Mistress Yun nodded, “Do you have enough money?”

“Yes, I have the monthly allowance,” Ning Shu replied.

Finally, Mistress Yun’s expression relaxed a bit, “The lord will need the sedan chair later.”

“I don’t need the sedan chair; I can walk there,” Ning Shu responded.

Mistress Yun was satisfied with her answer, “Just don’t stay out too late.”

“Thank you, Madam,” Ning Shu said, curtsying again before leaving with Yuan Xiang.

Once outside the gate, Yuan Xiang complained, “How could she let you walk there? What if someone bumps into you and injures you?”

“The eldest and second miss always get to take the sedan chair when going out,” Yuan Xiang expressed her unhappiness.

When the daughters of influential families go out, they always take the sedan chair, not only for transportation but also because most women had bound feet and couldn’t walk fast or far.

Secondly, it served to protect women from unwanted advances by men. The presence of sedan bearers made it more difficult for men to harass them, and it also symbolized social status.

Ning Shu shot a warning glance at Yuan Xiang. “You can’t say things like that. If Madam hears it, you know the consequences.”

Walking may be a better option anyways since there’d be fewer people to interfere with her plans.

Ning Shu visited the pharmacy to see a doctor and obtained some medication.

She then eluded Yuan Xiang’s company and went to another pharmacy to purchase more medicine.

After obtaining the medicine, Ning Shu noticed Yuan Xiang frantically searching for her with a flushed and anxious face.

Ning Shu walked over and patted Yuan Xiang’s shoulder.

“Miss, why did you run off like that? You scared me to death!” Yuan Xiang said, her eyes red and teary.

Ning Shu handed her a candy figurine. “I saw this.”

“Miss, please don’t run off again,” Yuan Xiang took the candy figurine.

As it was getting late, Ning Shu and Yuan Xiang hastened back to the residence.

As they approached the gate, they bumped into Lu Junning, who had just disembarked from her sedan chair.

She appeared to have just returned from someplace.

She had probably visited her maternal grandfather’s house.

In her previous life, Lu Junning was responsible for the death of her maternal grandfather’s family, and thus she felt the need to compensate for it in this life.

While at it, she could also tap into her maternal grandfather’s influence.

Lu Junning had a cold expression and a frigid temperament. After experiencing such a traumatic event in her previous life, she found it difficult to be happy.

She got off her sedan chair and glanced at the medicine packet in Yuan Xiang’s hand, then glanced offhandedly at Ning Shu.

Was there really a need to display such disdain every time she encountered her?