Wei Wuxiu was initially hesitant, but when he heard that Shen Muzhi was offering the country as a dowry to marry Yan Xiao again, he found his hesitation to be extremely ridiculous.

He used to envy Shen Muzhi for being able to have a woman like Yan Xiao who was devoted to him wholeheartedly as his wife. Now, looking at it again, Shen Muzhi was indeed worthy, but what about him?

Song Zhuxin, realizing that the woman was interested in him, boldly pursued her, but he repeatedly avoided her, causing him to miss his chance.

If we don't let go of some things now, we might miss out on them for the rest of our lives.

So after being turned away for several days in a row, he had thought it through.

He was already tempted. If he couldn't marry Song Zhuxin, given his personality, his life would probably just stay like this. What would be the point of talking about having children then?

If he becomes this son-in-law, the Wei family may have no one to bring glory to the family, but at least the bloodline will still be there.

As for the fear of being blamed by his ancestors, he had figured it out. If he really became a son-in-law, he would be buried in the Song family's ancestral tomb after his death, and the Wei family's ancestors would not be able to find him.

Song Zhuxin was unaware of Wei Wuxiu's psychological journey, let alone that he not only had designs on her, but also on her family's ancestral graves.

After hearing Wei Wuxiu's answer, she paused for a moment, then signaled her men to clear the area, and led Wei Wuxiu away.

The two remained silent the entire way until they arrived at the City Lord's Mansion. Only then did Song Zhuxin look at Wei Wuxiu and frown, saying:

"Prince Wei, what are you trying to do?"

Wei Wuxiu, believing he had been sincere enough, quickly replied earnestly:

"How can a matter of life and death be taken lightly? I have traveled thousands of miles to find what my heart desires."

His words were beautifully crafted, and coupled with his handsome face, any young girl in the throes of first love would surely be moved, let alone Song Zhuxin, who already had feelings for him.

Song Zhuxin's heart was already stirred with ripples of emotion, but she showed no sign on her face, and said sarcastically:

"Isn't your heart set on the capital? What, does the Third Princess not fancy you?"

After returning to Qiliancheng, Song Zhuxin was afraid of feeling angry and depressed, so she deliberately ignored Wei Wuxiu's news and naturally did not know that Wei Wuxiu had been drugged by her innocent childhood sweetheart.

Wei Wuxiu wasn't stupid; he knew it was unwise to bring this up at this time, so he cleverly chose to avoid the main issue.

"You're wronging me. I only have childhood friendship with the Third Princess, and I have no romantic feelings for her whatsoever."

When it comes to romantic love, I've only ever felt this way about you in my entire life, and Heaven and Earth can bear witness to it!

Song Zhuxin was a little unaccustomed to Wei Wuxiu's sudden shamelessness, who used to avoid her. She was even more curious about when this person had started thinking this way.

"You're interested in me? You didn't say that back in Jiangbei."

Whenever the matter of Jiangbei was mentioned, Wei Wuxiu felt like slapping himself. He had ruined his perfectly good wife, and the thought of it made him furious.

He practically choked out his words through gritted teeth:

"He didn't get it right in time, isn't this karma coming his way?"

"Pfft~"

Wei Wuxiu's reaction was so funny that Song Zhuxin was caught off guard and immediately lost her composure.

When Wei Wuxiu saw her laugh, he laughed along. But after only a couple of laughs, he saw Song Zhuxin's serious expression and immediately stopped laughing, looking like a punching bag.

Song Zhu thought to himself:

"In that case, congratulations on winning the championship."

After the two finished talking, the news that Song Zhuxin had chosen Wei Wuxiu as her husband spread quickly, and wedding invitations were sent out, including to Yan Xiao and Shen Muzhi.

When Yan Xiao received the wedding invitation, she looked at Shen Muzhi with envy:

"Look at her, Sister Song is a true winner in life!"

Seeing that her reaction didn't seem fake, Wei Wuxiu immediately felt jealous and quickly said:

"What's wrong with that? If you're interested, we can go to the Miao ethnic group and you can marry me too. We can also have a different environment for our wedding night. Why wouldn't I want to?"

Yan Xiao was okay with the beginning, but almost rolled her eyes when she heard the end, and threw the wedding invitation directly at Shen Muzhi's face.

"Stop daydreaming and hurry up and finish what you need to do before you leave."

"Understood!"

The reactions from those who received the news varied, but on the wedding day, everyone who was supposed to attend showed up.

The initial procedures went smoothly, but when it came time for the wedding ceremony, the emcee sang not the words for the marriage proposal, but the words for the marriage compatibility ceremony.

There are three types of marriage in this world: one is marrying into another family, the other is marrying into another family, and the third is marriage based on compatibility.

The meaning of a marriage arrangement is that neither party will marry into the other's family, nor will the other party move in with their spouse's family. Their children will have different surnames and will inherit the property and carry on the family name of their respective families.

Wei Wuxiu was obviously unaware of this. He stood there in a daze for a long time, without making a sound, until the host sang it for the third time before he came to his senses and reacted.

He looked intently at Song Zhuxin, only to find that Song Zhuxin was also looking at him, her eyes filled with a smile and a hint of triumphant satisfaction at having successfully pulled off a prank.

He knew that Song Zhuxin had kept it from him, and only today did he learn that her final decision was to avenge Jiangbei, yet he couldn't feel the slightest bit angry.

Not only was I not angry, I was even a little envious.

He had so much to say, but not a single word came out. It wasn't until the ceremony was over that he couldn't help but pull Song Zhuxin into his arms.

Song Zhuxin heard him whisper in her ear:

"The wind keeps its promise, the flowers never fail to bloom, year after year, we will never betray each other!"

[End of article]

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