Feng Jin’s gaze swept across the surroundings. The scenery of Jinyuan was truly lovely, and all the furnishings were brand new, indicating it had indeed been recently renovated.
"The renovations are indeed excellent. Steward Wu has put in a great deal of effort."
"It is good that Madam is satisfied. If there is anything that displeases you, this servant will replace it immediately."
Steward Wu kept his head bowed, his words filled with deference, not daring to offend Feng Jin in the slightest.
"It's fine. I'm only staying for a short while, so there's no need for such trouble. Steward Wu, there is much to attend to on the estate, so please go about your business."
She had never been accustomed to having someone trailing behind her. Finding a casual excuse, she dismissed Steward Wu.
"Then this servant will take his leave. Madam, please rest well."
Steward Wu bowed and retreated.
Feng Jin yawned and took a sip of water. The tea was quite good, and every item in this estate was of the highest quality.
"Madam, these pastries are delicious. Please try them."
Chu Qing placed a plate of pastries in front of Feng Jin. She had tasted them earlier and found them to be quite good.
"Madam, are they tasty?"
Feng Jin took a bite and slowly nodded, "They are not bad."
"And this one, this one is also good, Madam... this one is good too..."
Chu Qing picked out several tasty ones and arranged them one by one in front of Feng Jin, also pouring her a cup of tea.
Feng Jin was also somewhat hungry and tried a bit of everything. Soon, her stomach was full.
"Madam, won't you eat some more? These are also delicious, try them." Chu Qing picked out a few more tasty ones and placed them in front of Feng Jin, urging her to eat more.
"No, I'm already full. If you keep feeding me like this, I'll turn into a fat person."
"Madam is beautiful and naturally gifted, no matter how you change, you will always be the most beautiful."
These words were spoken with complete sincerity, without any pretense. Madam was truly the most beautiful person she had ever seen.
The first time she saw her, she was astonished for a long time, never imagining that such beauty could exist in the world.
"Don't just say such nice things to coax me. I don't want to become a fat person; I need to maintain my figure."
She wasn't anxious about her figure, but rather that being too fat would be detrimental to her health, affecting her cardiopulmonary function and metabolism. Most importantly, it would affect her appearance. In short, being too fat brought no benefits, so it was best to maintain her current state.
When necessary, she would have to pay more attention to her figure, especially in the evenings, not eating what she shouldn't, and eating less whenever possible.
Chu Qing listened to Feng Jin's words, somewhat bewildered. She continued to stuff pastries into her mouth, not understanding what Feng Jin meant by maintaining her figure.
She felt that being full was the most important thing. During her training in the underground palace, being able to eat was the most crucial.
She had long since developed the habit of eating voraciously, prioritizing filling her stomach before anything else.
"Eat slowly. Eating too quickly will harm your spleen and stomach. Especially eating too much at night, your stomach will feel uncomfortable."
Chu Qing chewed the food in her mouth a few more times before swallowing. Habits formed over many years were not easily changed overnight.
"Madam, I've been eating like this for over ten years. Back then, food was limited, and even eating was a struggle. If I were a step slower, I would go hungry..."
Listening to Chu Qing's account, Feng Jin couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. Even an unrelated person would feel a sense of sorrow hearing about Chu Qing's experiences, let alone Feng Jin, who had spent so much time with Chu Qing and already regarded her as family. Hearing these words now made her heart ache even more.
"Those unbearable past events are all in the past. Everyone must look forward. You must cast aside those bad habits of yours, and the future days will be beautiful. Naturally, you cannot dwell on those painful past events."
Feng Jin patiently enlightened Chu Qing. Only by letting go of the past could one look forward.
"This servant has noted it all and will no longer dwell on past events."
Madam was right. Those things were already in the past. She had to start a new life and learn to look forward, no longer clinging to the past.
The days ahead would surely be peaceful and joyful. She would no longer have to worry about surviving, nor would she have to fight for every morsel of food.
"Forget all those unhappy things. Hurry back and rest. We have to return to the capital later. Once we're back, I'll take you around."
In not much time, they would have to continue their journey to the capital.
With the remaining limited time, Feng Jin felt no drowsiness. She went to see the two children, played with them for a while, and quietly waited for someone sent by Ling Mohan.
She wondered how Ling Mohan was faring. This state of complete uncertainty, yet constantly having to guess, was truly agonizing.
Feng Jin sighed helplessly. If she had known it would be like this, she shouldn't have agreed. It would have been better to return to the capital with Ling Mohan; at least she wouldn't be here, constantly worried.
She didn't even hear Da Bao calling her. Feng Jin looked absently out the window, her thoughts already far away.
"Madam, the young master is calling you," it was only when Mama Lin reminded her that Feng Jin slightly regained her senses, withdrew her thoughts, and turned to look. "What is it?"
"Madam, the young master was calling you just now," Mama Lin repeated.
Feng Jin composed herself, looked at the two children, walked over to them, and bent down to look at the two little ones, reaching out to stroke their hair. "What is it?"
"Mama... Mama... hug, sleepy... sleepy..."
Da Bao opened his arms and asked Feng Jin for a hug, rubbing his eyes as well.
"Sleepy." Feng Jin picked Da Bao into her arms, and with her other hand, she held the still energetic Er Bao. "Do you want to sleep? Mama will coax you and your brother to sleep together."
Er Bao shook his head, clutching the wooden sword Ling Mohan had made for him, gesturing, "Play... no... no sleep..."
Feng Jin sometimes truly admired Er Bao's energy. Da Bao had already fallen asleep, yet Er Bao still wanted to play for a while longer before sleeping.
Moreover, for the past few days, he had been inseparable from the small wooden sword made by Ling Mohan, unwilling to let anyone else touch it and would aggressively snatch it back.
In contrast, Da Bao showed no interest in the wooden sword made by Ling Mohan, leaving it aside for a long time without reaching for it.
The personalities of these two brothers were truly worlds apart, completely unlike twins.
Who had told her that twins had similar personalities? Why was it so different with her?
Having to deal with two people with completely different personalities every day was tiring. Moreover, trying to satisfy both of them was too difficult...