"Little sister."

Bei Yifeng found it hard to look at her directly and called out, "Bei Yan!" His younger sister was simply too carefree.

Uncle Shangguan had been standing behind his younger sister for a while, but she didn't even notice.

Bei Yan turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in official robes looking at him with a kind smile and squinting eyes.

Bei Yan froze, then tentatively asked, "Uncle Shangguan?"

Shangguan Hai nodded and said cheerfully, "Yan'er, it's been a long time. Come, sit down."

Bei Yan sat down blankly, a million stupid thoughts racing through his mind. What idiotic thing had he just done?!

"Well, Uncle Shangguan, just now I..." Bei Yan felt he needed to explain.

"Oh, it's nothing, Yan'er, don't worry about it." Shangguan Hai waved his hand dismissively.

Bei Yan nodded, blushing. Good heavens, he must have been an idiot just now.

"Sigh, I used to hold you when you were little, you were such a tiny little thing. I never imagined you'd grow up so fast and be getting married soon."

Shangguan Hai sighed. Bei Yan didn't know what to say in response, so he could only maintain a polite smile and listen to Shangguan Hai reminisce about the past.

Bei Yifeng knew his younger sister well, and continued talking after Shangguan Hai.

Bei Yan sat in the chair, staring at Shangguan Shu and Shangguan Mu with wide eyes, making all sorts of little gestures.

It wasn't until Shangguan Hai and Bei Yifeng agreed to attend Bei Yan's wedding in a few days that the two said goodbye and left.

On the way home, Bei Yan was listless, leaning against the carriage window and looking at the bustling streets.

Bei Yifeng chuckled and said, "Little sister, what's wrong? You look so listless."

"It's okay, bro." I'm just a little disappointed that we didn't get to play.

"Little sister, you're about to get married, it's time to settle down," Bei Yifeng said with a hint of helplessness.

"Hey brother, you're starting to sound more and more like Dad. Honestly, what's wrong with getting married? Even if we get married, I'll still be a kid."

Bei Yan said with dissatisfaction, "Really, why is everyone bringing up marriage lately?"

A childlike heart keeps you young, and isn't youth wonderful?

Besides, what's wrong with being married? Does being married mean you can't be a child anymore? In my previous life, I was always a child after marrying Junchen.

Seeing Bei Yan's carefree attitude, Bei shook his head helplessly. His little sister was still a bit too playful. It seemed he would have to ask Jun Lin to be more tolerant of her.

With the wedding date drawing ever closer, everyone in the Duke of Jin's mansion was incredibly busy, except for the person in charge, Bei Yan, who was enjoying a leisurely life every day.

He would either lie leisurely on a tree in his own yard and pretend to sleep, or he would secretly run out to find his two senior brothers and drag them out for a stroll in the street.

One night, the Shangguan brothers, who had been dragged by Bei Yan to the most famous brothel in the capital, sat inside the brothel.

Holding a wine glass, he looked at Bei Yan, who was dressed in men's clothing and had his arms around both of them, with an indescribable expression. He swallowed hard, and his lips twitched.

"Junior Brother... Junior Brother, shall we go back?" Shangguan Mu put down his wine cup and asked hesitantly.

"Hey! Senior brother, that's not right of you. All the ladies here are so beautiful, how can we go back so early?"

"Junior brother, you, you, you, behind you." Shangguan Shu, who was drinking, suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Bei Yan's back with a look of horror.

Bei Yan froze, recalling the absurd lesson he'd learned at the Shangguan residence. He turned around and looked...

The enlarged version of Jun Lin's ethereal face came into view. Bei Yan swallowed hard and raised his hand to greet him:

"Hi, what a coincidence."