Chapter 242: Getting Married

Lin Chan covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

She didn't want to cry, but a flood of emotions surged up in an instant and she couldn't control it at all.

Seeing her daughter crying, Lin said hurriedly, "Chan'er, don't cry. Blind marriages are not accepted in our family. If you don't want to, just refuse."

Lin Chan's crying stopped, her voice was filled with anxiety: "Mother——"

Lin smiled and said, "Don't worry, Grandma and Mother won't force you."

Lin Chan bit her lip and wanted to say she was willing, but her naturally reserved personality prevented her from opening her mouth. The old lady finally saw through her intentions and said gently, "Chan'er, if you have any ideas, just tell me. This is your lifelong event."

Lin Chan's cheeks flushed, and she was too embarrassed to look into her grandmother's wise eyes. "Granddaughter, I'll leave it to you."

After she finished speaking, she turned and ran away.

"Chan'er—" Lin called out to her daughter's back and looked at the old lady, "This girl, why is she running away without even saying a word clearly?"

The old lady rolled her eyes at her and said, "Don't you think this sounds familiar?"

Lin blinked and recalled, "When Prince Jing's Mansion came to propose marriage to Ah Hao, Ah Hao said the same thing."

"That's it. If you let your elders make the decision, it means you're willing. If you're not happy, you'll say you want to stay at home with them for another two years."

Lin shook his head.

The two girls don't look like her at all. Back then, she told her parents that she would not marry anyone but Wen Rugui. Thinking of the past, Lin's heart shuddered: It would be better if they didn't look like her. I hope my two daughters can judge people a hundred times better than she does.

Knowing Lin Chan's intentions, the General's Mansion quickly replied to the Han family, and the two families began to discuss the marriage.

Lin Hao ran to Jiaoyueju to congratulate Lin Chan.

"Okay, let's sleep together tonight."

"OK."

That night, the two sisters squeezed on a bunk bed and whispered to each other.

"As the old saying goes, after a dark period, there will be a bright future. Only now have I truly experienced it." When Lin Chan said this, her eyes flashed with joy, but her tone was a little emotional.

From her initial desire to discuss marriage with Prince Han, to her regret at being chosen as the Princess of Wei, to her relief at breaking off the engagement with the King of Wei, she thought being able to be with her grandmother and mother who loved her was a good outcome, but she never expected that after all these twists and turns, her destined lover would still be Prince Han.

Mr. Han, who asked his cousin to pass on a message that he still wanted to marry her after she broke off the engagement due to "serious illness".

Whenever she thought of this, Lin Chan couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

Seeing her elder sister's joy, Lin Hao was also sincerely happy: "I won't go to the flower dew shop tomorrow. I can hurry up and embroider a pair of pillowcases for my elder sister."

Originally, Lin Chan had just claimed to be sick, but now that Lin Chan was engaged to Han Baocheng, it would be inappropriate for the younger sister to get married before her older sister, so Lin Chan's wedding date was set for the end of September, before Lin Hao got married.

Although the wedding date was a bit tight, both the Lin and Han families had already prepared everything needed for the wedding because their children were already grown up, so there was no need to rush.

"It's a bit too much time for my second sister to embroider a pair of pillowcases. She can just embroider two handkerchiefs for me."

"Big sister!" Lin Hao was disliked by her elder sister for her needlework and reached out to scratch her.

Laughter soon emanated from the smoke-like gauze curtain.

Lin Hao went out less often after that, spending more time with her sister. One day, Baozhu brought something to her and said, "Look, young lady, I found this under the wall in the garden."

What Baozhu was holding in her hand was a straw grasshopper.

It is already late autumn, and the grasshoppers woven from yellow grass leaves are so vivid that at first glance you might think they are real.

The first person Lin Hao thought of was Qi Shuo.

Come to think of it, it seems like we haven’t seen each other for a while.

Lin Hao took the grasshopper to the garden, climbed up the wall with ease, and saw the young man reading quietly under the tree.

She jumped down nimbly, walked up to Qi Shuo, held up the grasshopper, and asked, "A Shuo, did you make this up?"

Qi Shuo put the book aside, smiled and nodded: "Yeah."

"I didn't expect you to have such a skill." Lin Hao was very fond of the straw-woven grasshopper. "A Shuo, please weave another one for me. It would be so interesting to put a pair of them on the windowsill."

Qi Shuo looked at her deeply, his tone was obviously calm, but he could inexplicably hear the grievance: "I won't make it up."

Lin was shocked.

It was such a small matter, but Ah Shuo actually rejected her!

Then the young man with a deep look in his eyes said calmly: "Do we need a pair of grasshoppers to weave together? I am alone every day."

"Ah Shuo!" Lin Hao grabbed his sleeve, heartbroken, "You've changed."

She got angry just after not seeing each other for a few days. She wouldn't have been like this ten years ago.

Qi Shuo took her hand and chuckled.

The grievance was fake, but the desire to see her was real. Fortunately, their wedding date was approaching.

When she returned, Lin Hao still had a pair of straw grasshoppers, which she placed on the windowsill to bask in the warm but not harsh autumn sun.

The wedding of the Lin and Han families was prepared in a low-key and smooth manner, and the people who received the wedding invitations were all shocked.

The young master of the Han family in the Shangshu Mansion married the eldest daughter of the Lin family in the General Mansion?

Could it be that Minister Han has become senile and confused? Considering the past between the Crown Prince and Miss Lin, many people couldn't help but think so.

What, Baoshan is Chen Fuli, Master Chen?

After hearing the news, people were stunned and immediately understood the behavior of the Shangshu Mansion.

No wonder he dared to marry Miss Lin. It turns out not only would he not offend the Crown Prince, but he also had his support. Tsk tsk, it seems the Shangshu Mansion will have no worries about succession.

Realizing the prince's admiration for Han Baocheng, the families that received invitations prepared expensive gifts to attend the wedding banquet, and those who did not receive invitations also actively prepared generous gifts in an attempt to establish a relationship with the prince.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Lin Chan and Han Baocheng's wedding. The red wedding dress was sent around most of the capital to the Shangshu Mansion. The wedding banquet was extremely lively and many guests gathered.

The general's mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and the ground was covered in a thick layer of red whip leather. The bride's wedding banquet was scheduled for noon, and even now, at dusk, the smell of alcohol had not yet dissipated.

Lin looked around, and her eyes suddenly turned red even though she was usually a tough person. She choked up and said, "I've raised my daughter for nineteen years, but now I won't be able to see her every day."

"It's a good thing that Chan'er has met a good man. Just marry him in the capital so that it will be convenient to see him in the future." Although she said this, the old lady felt a little sad.

Life is different after getting married. Even if your in-laws are generous, you can never be as comfortable as at home.

Lin Hao held Lin's hand and comforted her softly, "Mother, grandma is right. If you miss your elder sister in the future, just send someone to the Shangshu Mansion to tell her."

Lin nodded, her emotions fading as quickly as they came. "Ah Hao, I saw a pair of interesting straw grasshoppers on your windowsill the other day. Where did they come from?"

"Baozhu made it up." Lin Hao said casually.

Lin glanced at Baozhu standing behind Lin Hao and praised her generously, "I didn't expect Baozhu to be so skillful. Come on, make me a pair of them. They will be perfect for the bonsai."