Noticing that Su Tan'er seemed distracted, Xiao Chan thought her young mistress had taken her words to heart, so she hurriedly continued, "Miss, your husband is just getting his business off the ground. You can't hide away and let him partner with someone else!"
Hearing Xiao Chan's earnest reminder, Su Tan'er came back to herself. They had only been married for a few months, and Wang Yue was already flirting with other women. The thought irritated her.
She already felt little affection for Wang Yue, so she replied with a weary sigh, "Forget it. Let him do as he pleases."
Xiao Chan could tell that her young mistress was thinking of growing distant from her husband. That was the last thing she wanted.
Knowing that her young mistress admired talented people most, she hurriedly said, "Miss, to get Yuan Jin'er to help, Master casually wrote a Shui Diao Ge Tou. It's an incredible poem. Miss Nie praised it for ages. Master said Yuan Jin'er would surely win this year's title of Flower Queen with it."
Su Tan'er didn't care about money, but she was interested in poetry. She hadn't expected Wang Yue to be able to write poems, so she quickly asked, "You mean my husband wrote it? Recite it for me."
Xiao Chan immediately pulled a long face. She had only remembered a little, but seeing that her young mistress was interested, she recited what she could recall: "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my wine and ask the blue sky. I wonder what palaces lie in heaven above. What night is it tonight? I, I... I've forgotten the rest."
Well-read in poetry herself, Su Tan'er could naturally tell good writing from bad. Xiao Chan had stopped just as it was getting to the best part, and