Madam Jealous? Taking the Chance to Teach Him a Lesson

So that was how it was...

After Madam Wen loosened her restraints, Li Xian was like a fish returned to water, indulging himself freely and living with carefree abandon. Meanwhile, Madam Wen expended her energy tending to the "Golden Scale in the Pond" and comprehending the underlying mysteries of the art.

Having finished tending to it today, she was delighted, yet she also keenly felt that the Silkworm Garment Jade-Interlocking Art had been neglected for far too long. Her mastery had regressed considerably.

She asked Uncle Xiang about Li Xian's recent circumstances. Learning that he had not neglected his martial arts, but that his playful nature had him galloping on horseback, sometimes admiring the scenery and sometimes revisiting old places, she could not help but smile to herself. When young men played themselves frantic, it was only natural for them to forget to return home.

Madam Wen said, "The wind and snow in Qingning have blown without pause for ten days. They may not stop anytime soon. My Silkworm Garment Jade-Interlocking Art has already begun to regress. If Li Xian does not return soon, no one will be left to help me practice it."

She wished to summon Li Xian back.

Yet the snowstorm was too fierce. Ordinary guards and servants would lose their way as soon as they left the manor, and none possessed the ability to deliver such a summons. After thinking it over, Madam Wen decided she might as well call for him herself.

Thus, this scene came to be.

Her white robes fluttered in the wind, her hands folded before her abdomen, her bearing dignified and composed.

Li Xian hurried over to greet her. "Madam, why have you come?"

"What?" Madam Wen retorted with mock anger. "Am I not allowed to come?"

"Of course you are.