Chapter 328 Love's Shelf Life of Two Thousand Years
The birthday banquet that the servants of the Lan Dun family mansion had carefully prepared for Young Master Morti turned into a double celebration, much to the delight of Old Master Caesar.
With a wave of his hand, Evan gave everyone double pay as a celebration.
When the rice wine brewed by Zuo Shan was served, she was not allowed to drink a single drop. Despite the rich aroma of the wine filling the table, she was extremely annoyed.
To avoid making her feel wronged, Morti Lannister transforms into a well-behaved and warm-hearted little white dog and decides to help her quit drinking.
Ah Chen, on the contrary, picked up his small cup, raised it high, and clinked glasses with Caesar: "Great-grandfather, this cup is to wish my little sister Xi'er to be smart, beautiful, and lovely!"
"Well said! Cheers!" Caesar raised his glass and swirled it at their table, as well as at the table next to them with the butler, the cook, Xiao Bao, and Fathead Fish.
Today is a joyous day. Although glutinous rice wine is very precious, Zuo Shan generously took out a large two-liter bottle and shared a cup with everyone in the old house.
The cook, Laurie, was so moved that she wiped away tears. Although the young mistress had not yet officially married into the Lan Dun family, from the day she brought the young master into the old house, they, the servants, had the right to dine in the same room as their masters.
They used to eat huddled together with the servants at the low table in the kitchen and never thought much of it. But ever since the day they started dining in the spacious and bright dining room, each servant had a different feeling—
They were finally respectable people, no longer lowly servants, but people equal to their masters.
The young mistress would often say to them, "There is no distinction between high and low status among people, nor between high and low status among jobs. Everyone who works hard and conscientiously deserves everyone's respect."
From that day on, the servants in the old house became much more serious at work, and their work efficiency improved significantly. No one deliberately slacked off.
Seeing her son and grandfather clink glasses, Zuo Shan raised her juice glass and touched it to the juice glass in the man's hand next to her: "Happy birthday, Xiao Bai!"
"May Xiaobai and the fan never be separated!" The man gazed at her tenderly, his eyes sparkling, completely captivating her.
That's a foul! That's a huge foul!
Seeing the woman's dazed look, he took the opportunity to kneel down on one knee, holding a bunch of bright red, unmutated roses in his hand.
"Will you marry me? If you don't want to put the surname Lan Dun before your own name, then please let me put your surname before my own name, okay?"
His voice was more intoxicating than glutinous rice wine. Zuo Shan felt dizzy. They say pregnancy makes you stupid for three years, and she felt like her IQ had dropped.
“Okay, I’m willing to be Xiaobai’s wife. But will my name be strange from now on? Shanlan Dun?” Zuo Shan blurted out.
Then, belatedly, she realized how stupid she had been and almost cried.
“You don’t need to change your surname. We can respect the customs of the Han people. You can still call yourself Zuo Shan, or, in private, I can call you Madam Xiao Bai?” Morti Lan Dun whispered in her ear.
“Okay, I like the title ‘Mrs. Little White’.” Zuo Shan smiled gently.
The man took the opportunity to slip the flowers into her left hand, and then took out a pair of rose-colored rings.
The ring's face is set with a magnificent rose, as vibrant and beautiful as the rose in her hand.
"These flowers are so beautiful, they look like real flowers," Zuo Shan exclaimed.
"They are indeed real flowers. The flower on this ring is an extremely rare mutated rose. There is only one mutated rose on the entire Green Algae Star.
I saw it by chance at an auction, and thinking you would definitely like it, I bought it.
When it bloomed, I used the Instant Eternity skill from my ice-type abilities to freeze it permanently.
"Huh? What if the power runs out in the future? Won't it break?" Zuo Shan was a little disappointed. It would be such a pity if such a beautiful ring melted away.
"No, you have to believe in the durability of half of a ninth-tier ability user's condensed ability. It can be guaranteed to remain unchanged for at least a thousand years. Moreover, I have also embedded a high-grade energy stone in the ring, which can guarantee that it will remain unchanged for another thousand years," the man said with a smile.
"Your love has a really long shelf life," Zuo Shan muttered under his breath.
"I only regret that it can't stay fresh for thousands of years." The man stared at her intently.
"When people propose, they don't just exchange rings; the man gives the woman a ring," Zuo Shan said.
“But I don’t want you to wear one alone.” The man said, slipping the smaller ring onto her right ring finger.
Then he stared at her longingly. Zuo Shan was so dizzy from his gaze that she followed his lead and slipped another ring onto the ring finger of his left hand.
The man casually took her right hand with his left, their fingers intertwined. Looking at the two blooming roses side by side, so close together, he laughed like a fool again.
He had waited a very long time for this day, always looking for the right opportunity to propose again on this double occasion, and she agreed.
To ensure the pregnant woman's health, the whole family unanimously decided to hold the wedding on the day of the baby's one-month celebration. Achen volunteered to be a flower girl and was secretly planning which girl should be the flower girl.
Zuo Shan was unaware that his son had already thought about such a long-term issue.
The man, grinning foolishly, couldn't sleep at night, his excitement keeping him close to her. Even after she fell asleep, he couldn't bear to pull his hand away from hers, their fingers intertwined.
In the darkness, looking at the pair of ice rose rings that occasionally shimmered in the moonlight, I felt my whole heart was filled to the brim.
The next day, just as dawn broke, he quietly got up and went to find Augustine.
"Modi, I heard you finally succeeded in proposing last night? You were so excited you couldn't sleep, were you? Why are you up at dawn just like this old man?" Augustine said with a grin.
"I haven't even settled the score with you for trying to fool me with fake medicine yet," Modi said coldly.
"Huh? No way? You're so heartless! Without my fake medicine, how could you have a second baby? Without a second baby, would the young mistress have agreed to your marriage proposal?"
"I already found out. In the past six years, you've proposed to me on average once every three months, and every time it ended in failure," Augustine said, glaring at him.
"This matter... alright, I can forgive you. But you have to prepare more nutritional supplements for my fan and baby, and they must be 100% non-toxic and without side effects."
"Also, prepare at least ten doses of hemostatic and restorative medicines to ensure her safe delivery." Mortilan Shield adopted an unprecedentedly serious attitude.
"What? Ten portions? You brat! Are you questioning the effectiveness of my potion?"
"Don't even mention women giving birth, even someone on the battlefield who's been eaten away down to their head and heart only needs two doses of my hemostatic and restorative potions at most!" Augustine was so angry that his beard trembled.
“But last time she gave birth, your medicine failed to cure her, and in the end, it was Old Madam Gu who used her healing spell,” Modi retorted bluntly.
“How can you blame me? She had an amniotic fluid embolism, which caused abnormal blood clotting. It wasn’t normal blood loss from injury, okay?” Augustine retorted.
"In short, your hemostatic agent is still not perfect enough." Morty was unreasonable.
"You, you, you! If you think my potion is no good, then why did you make me prepare ten doses?" Augustine said angrily, pointing his finger at his nose.
"Although your medicine is not perfect, I haven't found a better one, so I'll just have to make do with it for now."
"I don't care, I want ten of both. If you don't prepare them in advance, we'll have to settle the score for the fake medicine you gave me." Modi stared at his precious beard, then gently brushed aside the finger that was pointing at his nose.
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