Just as Bai Weize was about to escape, Qingyin, with her sharp eyes, had already spotted this uninvited person.
"Bai Weize!"
Qingyin's voice aroused the curiosity of the maid and Guo Liu, who all turned their heads to look at the real young master whom they had never seen in the mansion.
Then the person who came awkwardly stepped forward.
The young man who was wearing a cheap, patched white robe when we first met has now changed into a simple brocade robe with a dark blue bamboo pattern. It is clear that although the young man knows his true identity, he is still not used to those fancy clothes, so his clothes are as simple as possible without any patterns.
The young man was tall and slender with delicate and handsome features. The simple robe accentuated his refined and gentle demeanor, as elegant as bamboo.
The young man was a sight to behold, the maid standing behind Qingyin thought to herself. But he was a completely different young man from her own master, and there was no comparison. In fact, compared to the fox-like eyes that resembled those of the madam, this real young master did not resemble the madam at all. Only his eyebrows and eyes vaguely resembled those of the general.
I heard that she looks more like the general's mother, so she probably doesn't resemble the lady much.
The maid nodded thoughtfully, then glanced back at the young master who was even more dazzling than the sun. Her face flushed slightly, and she turned her head to glare fiercely at Bai Weize. "Hmph, no matter who the young master is, he is no match for my young master. Hong'er will protect him to the death."
Guo Liu had the same thought.
So when Bai Weize walked over expectantly and nervously, he was met with two servants and Qingyin staring at him fiercely.
But Bai Weize didn't care about the two people's gazes at all. He just kept a close eye on Qingyin's eyes—there was no disgust. Bai Weize instantly felt surrounded by a strong sense of joy. He secretly smiled and revealed two small dimples on his cheeks.
This prompted Qingyin to exclaim in surprise, "Bai Weize, you even have dimples?"
"Mmm," Bai Weize said, his cheeks burning.
The dimples that Qingyin was staring at seemed to be on fire, and the pink color quickly spread across her entire cheeks.
Seeing Bai Weize blushing at the slightest touch, Qingyin's mischievous side was aroused. He smiled and said, "No wonder I liked you the last time I met you. So you're my mother's child. But why haven't you changed your name yet?"
"No, no, I won't change it. I'll keep this name. General Qin said that he's grateful to my adoptive parents for raising me, so there's no need to change the name or anything like that," Bai Weize explained in a fluster. He wasn't usually a stutterer, but in front of the boy, his composure seemed to vanish completely, leaving only tension and a secret joy.
The maid and Guo Liu, who were secretly listening to the conversation, vaguely understood that the relationship between the young master and the real young master was not so bad, but rather that there was some goodwill between them.
Guo Liu also recognized the young man in front of him from the vague familiarity. Wasn't this the scholar who had spoken to the young master for the first time last time?
Fortunately, he seems like a fairly honest person, so he probably won't be jealous or resentful of the young master.
Guo Liu pondered, secretly observing the young man, keeping a close eye on him—resolutely not allowing him to harm any of the young master's potential loyal servants.
Qingyin smiled and spoke to Bai Weize. Now, this remote courtyard had another guest.
Qingyin lay there leisurely, while the extremely rigid and handsome young man held a book, squeezed on a small stool with a slight smile on his lips. He would occasionally glance at the boy on the chaise longue, then continue to focus his gaze on the book in his hands.
The group of people surrounding the handsome young man in the center appeared unusually harmonious.
But in Madam Dong's courtyard, she looked at her husband, who was both strange and familiar, with unusual seriousness.
"The marriage between Miao'er and Jinghe is a good match, I think it's perfect. Why has the General objected so many times?" After so much time, Madam Dong's way of addressing her husband had become cold, changing from the affectionate "Ayi" to the formal "General."
Qin Yi stood frozen in place. He knew that his wife had become suspicious of him. At this moment, what he should do was explain and agree, but he just couldn't bring himself to say it.
Seeing the growing suspicion in Madam Dong's eyes, Qin Yi finally suppressed his thoughts, smiled, and gently embraced Madam Dong as usual, "Madam, I previously thought that Miao'er was just saying things casually, like before, afraid of hurting other people's daughters, but now I have seen his sincerity and know that he did not think casually, so this time I agree."
"However, this period is not auspicious, so please ask Madam to choose an auspicious day."
Mrs. Dong, who was surprised that her idea was agreed upon, looked up in astonishment. Seeing the joy in her husband's eyes, she was confused for a moment. Could it be that she was overthinking it?
"Well, it's good that they agreed," Madam Dong said with a smile, her eyes lowered to conceal her expression. "In that case, I need to discuss it with my in-laws. We need to choose a good date."
"Um."
"However, Madam, why don't you go to Peach Blossom Temple in Jingdong to pray? The abbot there is a famous matchmaker. I've heard that most marriages he helps with are happy and last a lifetime. Madam, why don't you go there and ask for an auspicious date? It would be a good omen for Miao'er."
Madam Dong looked up in surprise: "Really? It's that effective?"
Hearing about this kind of temple that seemed to offer blessings, Mrs. Dong, who was already a Buddhist, couldn't help but be tempted.
Qin Yi could easily see that she was tempted, so he added fuel to the fire and persuaded her, "The Peach Blossom Temple isn't far away; it only takes a day to go there and back."
"Alright, I'll take Miao'er over to have a look."
"Um."
Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Qin Yi's smile became more genuine.
The next day, Qingyin was first surprised by Qin Yi's agreement to his marriage, and then he was also stressed by Dong's mother's enthusiastic invitation to go to some temple to ask for a time. He didn't have any time to think about what his adoptive father was up to.
However, on the way, Qingyin, in order to improve the relationship between the biological mother and son, dragged Dong's mother along with Bai Weize.
Inside the spacious carriage, thanks to Qingyin's matchmaking, Madam Dong no longer felt distant from this unfamiliar son. Especially when she saw Bai Weize taking care of Qingyin like a steady older brother, her smile became even gentler. This was good, as it was as if she had gained another mature and steady eldest son.
Compared to Dong's mother, Bai Weize could sense Qingyin's intentions more clearly, and thus liked her more. However, he firmly suppressed his initial attraction and transformed it into the feelings of an older brother for his younger brother.
Having a handsome younger brother who needs to be pampered isn't bad either, Bai Weize thought with a faint smile as he peeled an orange.
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