Marriage Studies
Lin Huai'en rested his head on a soft pillow, studying the thin wedding invitation in the dim candlelight with longing. The invitation still exuded the faint scent of ink. The pair of names lined up together, like a king and a minister, inseparable and equally matched.
Lin Huai'en raised his slender fingertips and stroked from top to bottom. The inky black name of Di Shaoze appeared in his mind bit by bit, and he began to recall the precious memories related to Di Shaoze.
Ten years ago, when we first met, Di Shaoze took me back to his mansion when I was down and out. At that time, I was really afraid of being thrown back by him, so I made full use of my raising skills, taught him government affairs and literature and science, and assisted him wholeheartedly.
Gradually, he succeeded in getting Di Shaoze close to him and gained a smart and cute cub.
Five years ago, Emperor Shaoze ascended the throne.
The unattainable golden staircase of imperial power separated Lin Huai'en from him.
Due to the complete change in his identity and perspective, Lin Huai'en could no longer regard him as the cub he raised. He realized from the bottom of his heart that he was already the emperor standing at the top of the food chain and a man who needed to be looked up to.
Therefore, Lin Huai'en could only passively accept Di Shaoze's distance, standing under the golden steps, and still assisting him with all his heart.
But this kind of ambiguous relationship is more painful and unbearable than complete separation.
As long as Di Shaoze gives him some seemingly unintentional special care, Lin Huai'en will be secretly happy. If he hears a seemingly innocent need, Lin Huai'en will do his best to give it to him.
Sometimes there was sweetness, sometimes not. Lin Huai'en always thought that he was special to Di Shaoze, but he could never be completely sure.
Then that night, when the drugged Di Shaoze kissed her, she felt no resistance in her heart, and only felt obedience that "he still needed her".
Their relationship was full of twists and turns, but it finally came to fruition.
If I had to describe it with something, it would be like the chess game that Di Shaoze plays every day, one step at a time, connected like a line, winding yet smooth, heading towards the predetermined ending...
Lin Huai'en pondered those memories over and over again, hugged the wedding invitation tightly, and gradually fell asleep...
In the following days, as the wedding was imminent, Mrs. Lin took Lin Huai'en with her, as if cramming for the exam, and crammed a wave of pre-marital knowledge, including how to manage the treasury, how to get along with the husband, how to search for private money, how to deal with the little hoof...
Lin Huai'en felt dizzy after listening to this. He felt that the ways of husband and wife were so difficult to understand. It was like a war, where one had to be vigilant and careful, guarding against this and that.
Madam Lin held his hand and warned him, "Emperor Shaoze is no ordinary man after all. You can only use a small part of what I've said. You'll have to figure out the rest on your own. But even if he's the emperor, if he dares to treat you badly, I'll beat him with a stick!"
Lin Huai'en couldn't help but smile, "Mom, I believe in His Majesty. He will treat me well."
Mrs. Lin also laughed and joked, "You like him so much? You're already speaking for him before he even gets married."
Lin Huai'en's cheeks flushed, and he nodded shyly and honestly: "Yeah."
Lin Huai'en spent half his time every day studying the art of marriage, and the remaining half on government affairs. In the afternoon, he would bring a stewed soup to the imperial study to help Emperor Shaoze process memorials.
As soon as he sat down and flipped through the familiar memorials, Lin Huai'en seemed to be completely relaxed and let out a long sigh.
Di Shaoze asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Lin Huai'en pursed his lips pitifully and replied, "Alas, marriage is like a battlefield. I've been studying at home these past few days, but I still haven't fully grasped the complex science of marriage. Especially the methods of fighting vixen. If you can summarize them, there are 9981 tricks, enough to compile a complete book."
"At the end of the lesson, my mother was worried that I wouldn't be able to learn, so she simply taught me the simplest and most brutal method. She said if I didn't behave, she would use a pair of scissors to cut off the evil thing and put an end to it."
Hearing this, Di Shaoze felt a chill in his lower body and slightly tightened his legs. He had never expected his mother-in-law to be such a tough character.
Lin Huai'en continued to worry, "Your Majesty...if you really have a vixen in the future, what should I do?"
A fatal question was unexpectedly placed on Di Shaoze.
"My vixen can only be you."
In Di Shaoze's eyes, everyone else in this world except Lin Huai'en is a vulgar person. He gets tired of them after just one sight. How can they possibly charm him?
At this moment, Eunuch Ding walked in and announced, "Your Majesty, General Luo requests an audience."
"Xuan."
General Luo rushed in, kowtowed, and begged, "Your Majesty, I beg you to grant my daughter a marriage with General Xue."
Granted marriage?
Hearing this word, Lin Huai'en frowned slightly.
"The capital is full of rumors about my daughter, saying she was cruelly rejected when she asked for marriage, and was despised by General Xue. She has no dignity left. An hour ago, my daughter was so depressed that she almost committed suicide. Fortunately, a maid saw her and called for help to save her."
Luo Taiwei's eyes were red, and he begged Emperor Shaoze for a long time, as if he was forced into a desperate situation. Emperor Shaoze pondered for a moment, first tried to appease Luo Taiwei with a few words, and then sent him away.
As soon as General Luo left, Lin Huai'en immediately grabbed Di Shaoze's sleeve and begged, "I think General Luo must have asked Dingchu for help, but it didn't work. I can only ask Your Majesty to force the marriage. Your Majesty, please don't agree to him!"
Di Shaoze's eyes darkened, "Why?"
Lin Huai'en shook his head and said, "A forced melon is not sweet. If Dingchu doesn't want to, then we can't force him."
Emperor Shaoze lowered his head, reviewing memorials as usual, and said calmly, "Huai'en, there have been many memorials in the court recently, impeaching Xue Dingchu. If Xue Dingchu were to marry General Luo, he wouldn't have these troubles."
Lin Huai'en was stunned. He flipped through the memorial and found that what Di Shaoze said was true. He hesitated and said, "Dingchu...maybe he is a little unsociable..."
The corners of Di Shaoze's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of cunning like a cat, and continued: "Huai En, I let Xue Dingchu get married for his own good."
Now, there are only two options left for Xue Dingchu: either be demoted or marry someone.
Lin Huai'en hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and rejected it: "It's still not possible! If Dingchu doesn't want to, then it's not possible! Your Majesty, can you leave this matter to me? I will try my best to solve it for him."
Snap...
The tip of Di Shaoze's pen suddenly paused, and the ink from the tip hit the paper, spreading a thick and gloomy black.
After a while, Di Shaoze continued to move, and responded in a gentle voice: "Yes. I will do as you say."
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