Nan Xuan was feeling down when General Nan and Qi Qiu arrived.
"Nanxuan, would you like to marry into the same family as Muze? If you're willing, Her Majesty will send someone to Lord Fang's house to arrange a marriage for you." General Nan also felt this was a rare opportunity.
"Mother, please don't make things difficult for Lord Fang. You know what I look like." Nanxuan waved his hands repeatedly, as he had no intention of coercing anyone.
“How can it be a dilemma? Since she likes Mu Ze, it proves that she is not someone who only looks at appearances. I think it’s worth a try. Besides, Lord Fang is a good official with unlimited potential for future development,” General Nan continued to persuade.
"I'll go take a look myself." Nanxuan thought for a moment, then got up and left.
Then, on her way to buy betrothal gifts, Fang Xiyue encountered a thief who snatched someone's purse. Fang Xiyue instinctively chased after him and cornered him in an alley.
The thief's face was originally covered by a veil, but during the fight, the veil fell off, and Fang Xiyue discovered that he was actually a very handsome young man.
A young man who can steal things must be disliked at home.
“Young man, I run a charity. If your family is really struggling to make ends meet, you can go to the charity. I guarantee you will have enough to eat every day. Just stop doing these petty thefts.”
Fang Xiyue spoke very softly to the young man, afraid of frightening him. This young man's skills were so good; he must have learned them through many beatings. She couldn't help but feel a little pity for him.
"Okay, I understand." Nan Xuan nodded to indicate that he understood, then handed the purse to Fang Xiyue and left.
Fang Xiyue returned after buying the betrothal gifts in the afternoon and met General Nan who had come to visit, as well as Nan Xuan, who was by General Nan's side.
Fang Xiyue was surprised to see Nanxuan, but after hearing General Nan's words, she understood what was going on.
It turned out that she knew Jin Muze was getting married, so she knew she wasn't someone who only cared about looks and wanted to ask her if she would be willing to marry Nan Xuan.
Fang Xiyue would not have agreed to any other young man, but seeing Nan Xuan's anxious and shy expression, she inexplicably agreed.
Then Fang Xiyue added another betrothal gift, and the next day she went to both the Ministry of Justice Minister's residence and the General's residence to present the betrothal gifts.
By now, Fang Xiyue had seven husbands to marry on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, and she had become known as a romantic and amorous woman.
Because she is rich, many people started trying to set her up with suitors, but she refused them all. She is not a promiscuous person at all; she just falls for them.
While Fang Xiyue was reviewing the manuscript that day, one of her subordinates came over.
"Lord Fang, Gong Yunxue, the writer of the serialized story, says she can't finish it. The newspaper is about to be sent for printing, what should we do?" The subordinate was extremely anxious.
"Let's go to Gong Yunxue's house." They knew the homes of every author who wrote serialized stories, making it convenient to visit them and collect manuscripts.
When they arrived at Gong Yunxue's house and were about to knock on the door, they heard the sound of someone being beaten in the yard.
"Gong Yunxiao, you go and write it right now! You bitch, how dare you harm me!" The curses were accompanied by the sound of whips cracking and muffled groans of pain.
Fang Xiyue kicked open the door, and what came into view was a young man lying on the ground, with Gong Yunxue whipping him.
Without a second thought, Fang Xiyue ran over and hugged the young man in her arms. She already knew from those few words that the person who wrote the story was the young man in her arms, not Gong Yunxue.
"Who are you? What right do you have to break into our house? Put everyone down right now, or I'll report you to the authorities!" Gong Yunxue arrogantly raised her whip at Fang Xiyue.
Gong Yunxiao looked at Fang Xiyue, who was holding him, with a pale face. "Put me down and you should leave quickly." Gong Yunxiao was worried that Gong Yunxue would really report to the authorities, and he didn't want to implicate others.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Fang Xiyue's heart ached, and her anger blazed as she looked at the wounded young man. "Tie Gong Yunxue up and send her to the Dali Temple. She used someone else's manuscript to seek profit, infringing on Gong Yunxiao's rights. She also beat the young man in private, which is an even more serious crime. Let the Minister of the Dali Temple handle this matter impartially!"
Fang Xiyue carried Gong Yunxiao to the clinic. She didn't know what would happen to Gong Yunxue, but she knew she wouldn't have a good ending, because the Crimson Flame Dynasty did not allow beating one's husband.
When Gong Yunxiao woke up, he was still in Fang Xiyue's arms. It wasn't that Fang Xiyue didn't want to put him on the bed, but because Gong Yunxiao kept holding on to her tightly.
Gong Yunxiao blushed and rubbed his face against Fang Xiyue's shoulder.
"Awake? Is anything bothering you?" Fang Xiyue was jolted awake and quickly checked to see if Gong Yunxiao still had a fever, as he had developed one after visiting the clinic yesterday.
"No, thank you for saving me, Your Majesty. I will repay you for the medical expenses," Gong Yunxiao said obediently.
Fang Xiyue patted his head, "Would you like to marry me? Yesterday, many people saw me carrying you out, which damaged your reputation. If you are willing to marry me, I will take responsibility. Of course, I also truly like you and am willing to marry you."
"I am Fang Xiyue, the Minister of Revenue of the current dynasty. I already have seven husbands. If you're willing, you can be the last one. I promise I won't bother with any other young men afterward."
Fang Xiyue didn't know why, but she just felt that it was enough, that everything was complete.
"I, I do." Gong Yunxiao felt that it was a blessing to marry her, and once married, she would no longer be beaten by her elder sister, nor would she be forced by her elder sister to keep writing stories.
Writing stories was originally his hobby, but now it has become a burden. If he can't write, he won't be able to eat and he will be beaten. Now he is afraid of even seeing a calligraphy brush.
Because Gong Yunxiao's family only had her and her brother, Fang Xiyue went directly to the palace to ask the emperor to grant her a marriage and to announce that she would not have any more husbands, so that everyone should stop trying to find her other partners.
This was a clear refusal, but it also contained a threat: if you continue to send people to her, she will expose their secrets.
On September 9th, Fang Xiyue got married, and she and her eight husbands stood together to bow to heaven and earth.
"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"Bowing to the parents twice!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
"Send them to the bridal chamber!"
After the ceremony, the eight young husbands were sent to the same bridal chamber, which Fang Xiyue had prepared in advance. It had an extra-large bed and the room was also very large.
Fang Xiyue was drinking with others in front, and after everyone left, the eight young men secretly lifted the red veil and started chatting together.
So when Fang Xiyue returned, she saw eight husbands laughing and playing on the bed. Happiness couldn't be better than this.
When the eight people saw her return, they quickly found red veils, covered their heads with them, and sat down obediently.
Fang Xiyue lifted their red veils one by one and drank the nuptial wine with them. That night, the wedding night was truly exhausting for Fang Xiyue, but she was tired yet happy!
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