Chapter 46: What is a Good Person
Xue Lengyu's answer was decisive and left no room for consideration or hesitation.
Murong Haoran furrowed his brow: "Why?"
Xue Lengyu said, "What Young Master Murong said is all unforgivable mistakes. Even something like theft can be taken to court, but you just drove her out of the house, which is already lenient. As the head of the Murong family, this treatment of a concubine is not inappropriate."
"Really?" Murong Haoran's mood slightly improved, and he took a sip of the wine in his cup, which seemed to have become more delicious. Was Xue Lengyu trying to curry favor with him?
Xue Lengyu continued, "Besides, Murong Gongzi is not the woman's good man. Taking advantage of her youth and beauty, let her find a better match, lest she wait until her beauty fades and she's left alone in the cold palace. This would be a good thing for both of them."
Murong Haoran's eyebrows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again, his face darkening. He stood up straight and stared at Xue Lengyu: "Are you saying I was wrong? That I wasted her youth?"
Xue Lengyu didn't look at Murong Haoran's fiery eyes, but lowered her head and said: "Young Master Murong, please calm down. I don't understand anything, I just spoke casually, if you don't like to hear it, then I won't say it."
It seems that Murong Haoran's sudden change in expression had frightened Xue Lengyu, and Li Mu hastily reached out to press him down: "Haoran, why are you so agitated? It's just an ignorant little girl..."
Murong Haoran knew he had lost his composure and sat back down, suppressing the anger in his heart: "Fine, you tell me, what did I do wrong?"
Xue Lengyu said: "From the standpoint of the master of the Murong Mansion, the young master is naturally not wrong. Not only is he not wrong, but he is also very kind and tolerant. But if one were to stand in the position of that girl's husband, I, Xue Lengyu, dare to say that Young Master Murong is not a good husband either."
"What did you say?" Murong Haoran's patience was wearing thin, his narrow eyes flashing with anger.
Xue Lengyu said: "Although I don't know what exactly happened in between, but I'll dare to ask, after the incident, what was Murong Gongzi's attitude towards your maid?"
Murong Haoran furrowed his brow: "What attitude? Something like that happened, what attitude can I have?"
Xue Lengyu smiled slightly: "Is Murong Gongzi extremely angry, furious and feeling his dignity severely insulted?"
"Should a man smile and pretend it's nothing when he encounters such a thing?" Murong Haoran retorted.
Xue Lengyu shook her head: "Young Master Murong still doesn't understand my meaning. If he were the master of the Murong estate, dealing with those who made mistakes in the estate like that would be unobjectionable. But as the husband of that woman, after knowing about this matter, I wonder if Young Master Murong has ever stood on her side and chosen to trust her?"
"Trust?" Murong Haoran sneered: "For that kind of woman, is trust even necessary?"
Xue Lengyu's smile remained unchanged, calm and unruffled: "Trust is the most basic principle between husband and wife. Murong Gongzi, I'll say something unpleasant, but isn't it true that when you catch an adulterer, you must catch both parties? Unless you have solid evidence, how can you be so sure of what she's done just because someone else said so? Is your concubine not worthy of your trust and reliance simply because others have spoken ill of her? Can you call yourself a good husband to her when you make a weak and fragile woman feel insecure?"
It's someone else's story, and Xue Lengyu is naturally unaffected, calm and composed. Xue Lengyu believes that no matter whether this body was cheated on by Murong Haoran in the past or not, at least it wasn't caught in the act, otherwise, with her current understanding of Murong Haoran's personality, he wouldn't have been so hesitant that day. She's afraid that if she were to be kicked out of the Murong Manor, things wouldn't be that simple.
The life of a concubine without family background in a wealthy household may not be that good either.
Xue Lengyu's indifference seemed to be accusing Murong Haoran of being heartless, causing his face to darken even further. Li Mu also felt that Xue Lengyu's words were a bit excessive and feared that Murong Haoran would lose face, so he hastily said: "Lengyu, how can you speak without rules? The affairs of the Murong family are not something for you to discuss casually."
Xue Lengyu retreated to one side with a submissive expression: "This servant has been impolite. Please, Master Murong, do not take offense."
The more intense the argument, the more Mu Rong Hao Xuan felt she still cared, and the less she seemed to care, the more he realized he was no longer loved.
Murong Haoran's eyebrows were knotted together, his heart was suffocating. He wanted to grab Xue Lengyu's shoulder and ask her sternly, could this woman really be so ruthless? One night as husband and wife, a hundred days of kindness, could she really face herself calmly, saying those strange and inexplicable words. Was she trying to hint at something?
But it's not possible, with Li Mu present, Murong Haoran could only suppress his somewhat frustrated emotions and said after a while: "You might as well tell me, what kind of person is the one in your heart? Let me open my eyes wide and see what kind of excellent man can enter your eyes."
Murong Haoran's words were somewhat sarcastic and mocking. Naturally, he had the qualifications to be confident, whether it was his appearance, family background, temperament, or power. Although Murong Haoran wouldn't dare say he was the best among all people, in this vast country, he could also make the wind and rain obey him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to sit with Li Muping on an equal footing with such ease.
But a man like him, Xue Lengyu didn't say it out loud, but between the lines, he wasn't satisfied. If she hadn't climbed up to someone as high-ranking as Li Muo, what qualifications did she have to look down on him?
Xue Lengyu said calmly: "Seeking benevolence and obtaining benevolence is a good person."
Li Mu couldn't help but be a little interested in this statement, after all, he said: "Tell me about it, 'Seeking benevolence and attaining benevolence', is that what you mean?"
"If seeking power and status, then the prince is a good person. If seeking wealth and nobility, then Murong Gongzi is a good person. Whatever one desires, that is what makes someone a good person to meet. If one does not get what they desire, then it is an inauspicious encounter."
Murong Haoran didn't give up, and pressed on: "You make a lot of sense when you talk about it, but what about your ideal partner? I don't know what they look like. Tell me, if I find someone suitable, I can also help the young lady find a match. Do you like someone with money or power?"
Li Mu didn't understand the situation, seeing Murong Haoran's loss of composure, he only thought that maybe one of Xue Lengyu's servants had offended him and made him lose face a bit. However, the distant figure behind him was clearly aware of what was going on between Murong Haoran and Xue Lengyu.
Murong Haoran's reaction was too intense. So intense that it seemed unfair to the person standing in front of him, Xue Lengyu.
It was clear that Mu Rong Hao Xuan's tone was filled with disdain and contempt, but Xue Leng Yu remained calm: "The kind of people you associate with, I suppose, are either wealthy or noble. I don't dare to aspire to such heights. What I seek in a good man is simply someone who can share a meal together, respect each other like guests. Among the three thousand beauties drowning in the water, I only need one scoop. As for food and clothing, shelter and travel, I will work hard with him, even if we don't become wealthy and noble, I believe we can still live without worrying about food and clothes, and spend our lives carefree."

