I was pampered like a treasure after being married off to the young marshal, but my father and broth

Seeing that she ignored him, Quan Huai'an felt like he had punched a cotton ball. He kicked a cockroach at his feet and stormed off.

Having failed to frighten the female merchant, Quan Huai'an couldn't shake his resentment.

A few days ago, he suffered terribly in the library. The bookshelves were incredibly tall and dusty, making him cough and his hands chafed raw.

It's all thanks to that female merchant!

The boy walked back to Tingyuxuan with a dark face, and the flowers and plants by the roadside suffered, being torn to pieces by him.

"Is this woman made of iron? She's not even afraid of cockroaches?"

"He's absolutely stubborn and unyielding!"

He cursed as he walked.

As we were walking, a fierce barking came from ahead.

"Woof! Woof woof!"

Quan Huai'an looked up.

In the small garden ahead, two strong male servants were walking a large black dog.

The dog was a purebred German Shepherd brought back from Germany a few months ago. It was as tall as a person when it stood up, with glossy black fur, sharp teeth, and a frighteningly fierce look.

This dog has a fierce temperament and is wary of strangers.

Aside from the old servant who specifically feeds it, anyone who gets close will be bitten.

He was the gatekeeper of the Quan Mansion.

"Slow down, slow down!"

"That beast is incredibly strong!"

"Be careful it doesn't break free; we can't afford the consequences if it bites someone."

Two male servants were struggling to pull on the dog's leash, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

The dog bared its teeth and made a low "hoarse" sound in its throat, which made one's legs go weak just looking at it.

Quan Huai'an looked at the dog, and suddenly a brilliant idea flashed in his mind.

If you're not afraid of cockroaches, what about this vicious dog?

...

The next morning.

It snowed lightly last night, and the air was fresh and crisp this morning.

Shang Sheyu went to bed early last night and is in good spirits today.

After having breakfast, I remembered that several pots of wintersweet had bloomed in the flower room behind the West Garden these past few days, so I went to cut a few branches to put in a vase.

"Xi'er, grab the scissors."

The master and servant left the courtyard and walked along the path paved with pebbles toward the greenhouse.

It was still early, and most of the servants in the mansion were busy sweeping and cleaning. The path was quiet and there were hardly any people around.

Just after rounding a bend, a dark figure suddenly darted out from in front.

"Woof!"

A roar exploded in my ears.

Immediately afterwards, a large black-backed dog suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blocked the middle of the road.

It wasn't chained!

The dog arched its back, its fur standing on end, baring its white fangs, and staring fiercely at Shang Sheyu and Xi'er, drool dripping from its mouth onto the ground.

"what!"

Xi'er was terrified. The scissors in her hand clattered to the ground, and her legs went weak, almost causing her to collapse. "Miss, run! This dog is going to eat people..."

Around 10 a.m., Quan Huai'an arrived at Xiyuan with a delighted expression.

He brought that vicious dog to the West Garden this morning. I wonder if that merchant's daughter is already crying and screaming in terror.

He deliberately had the dog starved all night. The dog was trained and wouldn't actually bite someone to death, but the sight of it was enough to terrify this delicate young lady.

He hid behind the artificial hill, peeking out half his head and rubbing his hands excitedly.

However...

In the courtyard, Shang Sheyu was holding a piece of beef jerky and teasing the very hungry, vicious dog.

"sit down."

The vicious dog froze for a moment, tilting its head as if it hadn't understood.

Shang Sheyu reached out and pressed down again, "Sit."

This time the vicious dog understood, and sat down on its rear end.

Shang Sheyu smiled, broke the beef jerky in her hand in half, and tossed it into the air.

The dog leaped into the air, caught the jerky in its mouth, swallowed it in a few bites, and then stared longingly at the remaining half in her hand.

"Lie down."

Shang Sheyu gave another order.

The dog shamelessly lay down on the ground, even resting its chin on its two front paws, and made ingratiating whimpering noises.

This is no longer a vicious dog.

It's clearly a greedy big black dog!

Shang Sheyu tossed the remaining beef jerky to it. Although he found the dog dirty, he still patted its large head twice and said, "Good boy."

Xi'er's initial fear had turned to astonishment: "Miss, you can train dogs?"

"Animales are all bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. As long as you give them a little something and set some rules, they're much easier to manage than people." She patted the crumbs off her hands, smiled faintly, and spoke with a hidden meaning.

After speaking, he slightly turned his head, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the artificial hill not far away.

Behind the artificial hill.

Quan Huai'an was completely stunned.

Looking at that stupid dog that was now wagging its tail and begging for the shopkeeper's attention, he was so angry he felt like his lungs were going to explode.

waste!

They're all useless!

He was so angry that he punched the artificial rock hard, scraping the back of his hand on the rough stone and wincing in pain.

Over the next few days, a silent struggle unfolded at the Quan Mansion.

Quan Huai'an seemed to be locked in a fierce battle with Shang Sheyu, becoming more determined with each setback and trying every possible way to get revenge.

On the third day, when Shang Sheyu returned to her room, she found that the dressing table drawer had been tampered with.

When you pull it open, you see a long, colorful worm coiled up inside, flicking its tongue.

She expressionlessly asked Xi'er to bring her fire tongs, then personally grabbed the snake by its vital spot and told Xi'er to take it to the main kitchen.

"Tell the cook to add an extra dish tonight: snake soup, it's very nourishing."

On the fourth day, Shang Sheyu was preparing to sit on the chaise lounge and read a book.

But they discovered that the chair had been coated with a thick layer of transparent glue.

She didn't sit down, but had someone move a chair to the big locust tree in the yard. Not long after, Quan Huai'an's Persian cat jumped up to sunbathe, but got stuck there. To save his beloved cat, Quan Huai'an had no choice but to painfully shave its fur.

On the fifth day, in the dead of night, a faint sobbing sound suddenly came from outside the window of the West Garden.

"Waaaaah... Give me back my life..."

Shang Sheyu turned over, unable to sleep because of the noise. She got up, put on her clothes, and instead of being afraid, she pushed open the window and met Quan Huai'an's eyes, who was pretending to be a ghost.

After that night, the West Garden finally became quiet.

The next day at noon.

Shang Sheyu sat at the round table for lunch.

There were three dishes and a soup on the table, all of which were light and easy to eat.

Holding ivory chopsticks, she slowly picked up a slice of lotus root and put it in her mouth, chewing it slowly and deliberately, making no sound at all.

Xi'er served the dishes to Xi'er.

Just then, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a gust of cold wind carrying snowflakes rushed in.

Quan Huai'an was holding a red lacquered and gold-painted tray.

On the tray was a white porcelain stew pot, its lid tightly closed, still steaming.

He strode in, and surprisingly, his face didn't bear that annoying, mocking expression. Instead, he awkwardly forced a smile.

"I was being childish a few days ago, thinking of using snakes, insects, and rodents to scare you. That was just childish behavior, not knowing the rules. I thought about it all night yesterday and realized that we are family after all, and we see each other all the time. It wouldn't look good if things got too tense."

As he spoke, he reached out and lifted the lid of the stew pot.

A rich aroma of chicken soup gradually filled the entire room.

"This is an old hen that I specially had someone pick up from the countryside. It was simmered for a whole day, and I also added a lot of nourishing medicinal herbs. I heard that you are in poor health, so I specially brought it to you to help you recover. Consider it my apology."

Quan Huai'an picked up the soup spoon and stirred it in the bowl. The soup was golden and shiny, and it looked really tempting.

Xi'er stood aside, her eyes wide with astonishment.

Did the sun rise in the west?

This soup... could it be poisonous?