The eldest young master of the Xie family, Xie Xianyu, was like a spring breeze and a graceful orchid—refined, elegant, and, rarest of all, blessed with a compassionate heart.
A year ago, h...
"I told you! What do you want? You want to cancel the engagement?! I don't care!"
Meng Huaichuan's eyes flickered, and his arrogance suddenly weakened: "Who said I wanted to cancel the engagement?"
Xie Xiuzhu put her hands on her hips and said, "I said it!"
"Didn't you ask me to take you on a journey? Don't you want to go?"
Xie Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly hesitated again.
Meng Huaichuan took a step closer, his usually unruly eyes now hiding a hint of caution: "Then can we not cancel the engagement?"
Xie Xiuzhu's eyes flickered for a moment, her heart already moved, but she still raised her chin reluctantly: "Okay then."
Because he begged her.
Meng Huaichuan suddenly laughed, his eyes shining brightly: "Then I will come to marry you in three months."
Xie Xiuzhu's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She wondered if she was sick.
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After the full moon banquet, it was already dark when Xie Xianyu returned to Songhe Garden.
Brother Lin had played for half a day during the day and was now sleepy. He fell asleep quietly in the cradle.
"Is he asleep?" Xie Xianyu came in and glanced at Lin Ge'er.
"Yeah, I just fell asleep." Wanruo said softly.
When the wet nurse saw that they wanted to talk, she came forward and carried Lin Ge'er out.
Xie Xianyu walked over and sat down beside her: "Are you tired?"
"I've been sitting for half a day. How can I be tired?"
She was almost suffocating these days and finally got out to get some fresh air.
Xie Xianyu handed her a carved sandalwood box: "A gift from Yangzhou the other day."
"Yangzhou?" Wanruo's eyes lit up and she quickly took it and opened it.
It's a gold collar.
Wanruo touched the gold collar and asked curiously, "I wonder how Chen Qinghan and Su Yan are doing these days."
Chen Qinghan wrote to her every month, but rarely mentioned Su Yan.
"It should be okay."
Otherwise, Su Yan would not be so relaxed and contented.
Wan Ruo muttered, "Ru and the others are far away in Yangzhou, and I don't know when we can see each other again."
"Of course there are opportunities. It's impossible to stay in Yangzhou forever. Su Yanru has also made good achievements in Yangzhou. Sooner or later, he will be transferred back to Beijing."
"What about Chen Qinghan?" Wanruo frowned, "In the capital..."
Xie Xianyu said indifferently, "The new emperor has ascended the throne, and Prince Xuan has already dismissed the imprisoned invalid. A new emperor chooses new ministers. Everyone in the capital is a shrewd person. Whether they recognize him or not depends on whether they dare to do so."
Wanruo was stunned for a moment before she realized that she had underestimated power.
He held her on his lap and pinched her face: "Don't worry about it. Su Yan doesn't even have this little ability. These people are wasted. I know how to deal with him."
Wanruo leaned in his arms and hummed softly.
"The new emperor has just ascended the throne, and the affairs of the court are a bit complicated. After a couple of days, the court situation will be stable, and Lin'er will be grown up. I will have the free time to teach him myself."
Wanruo was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him: "He's only two years old in two months, how come he's grown up so fast?"
"Two years old is a good age to start learning. Start with the Thousand Characters Literature. At three, learn the Three Character Classic. At ten, start learning the Four Books. Martial arts can also be arranged. Riding, archery, chess, calligraphy and painting can be learned a little later. Six or seven years old is not too late."
Wanruo's head started to buzz as she listened, and her eyes widened: "How can a two-year-old start going to school?!"
"Two years old is indeed a bit early for school. I will teach you myself and then send you to the clan school when you are ten years old."
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Wanruo gritted her teeth: "He is your own son!"
"What else? Do you think I have lots of free time?"
Wanruo was so angry that she didn't want to pay attention to him. He hugged her and coaxed her: "It's too late to go to school at the age of 10. I entered the clan school when I was four."
"So he must suffer again what you have suffered?"
He felt no burden at all: "If I can bear it, why can't he?" How could his son be a waste?
"Then he's not like you who's been dull and boring since childhood!"
His eyes suddenly turned cold: "What did you say?"
Wanruo belatedly realized that she seemed to have passed the protective period of pregnancy, and her attitude became honest: "I said he looks as cute as you did when you were a child."
He pinched her chin, his eyes gradually becoming colder: "Do you think I'm boring?"