Wen Liyu doesn't care about the rumors outside.
When she fell asleep that night, she ran into Zhao Xuanyin again. "Xiaoyu, have you counted all the betrothal gifts?"
"How can it be so fast?" Wen Liyu sat on a chair in the pavilion, looking at the surrounding scenery, "You brought too many things."
"I originally wanted to give this key to you." Zhao Xuanyin sat opposite her, looking at her with burning eyes.
He placed a golden key on the table and pushed it to her.
"What is this?" Wen Liyu took it and looked at it carefully. "Is this your warehouse key?"
Zhao Xuanyin was silent for a moment, looking suspicious. Then, with red ears, she spoke, "I talked with my uncle today about married life."
"My uncle told me to swear to heaven that I would only spend my life with Xiaoyu. We would be together forever, and no other woman would come between us."
Wen Liyu nodded, "And then?"
Zhao Xuanyin seemed a little hesitant and raised his hand to cover half of his face.
His handsome face was covered with traces of red, spreading from his cheeks to his neck.
His shy look was in stark contrast to his usual self, reminding people of the gorgeous sunset glow in the sky.
Wen Liyu stared at him without blinking.
Zhao Xuanyin coughed lightly, put his hand down, looked at her seriously with a red face, and handed the key to her again.
He whispered weakly, "This is the key to the lock...on my...body."
"Hmm?" Wen Liyu didn't understand and asked, "What lock?"
Zhao Xuanyin opened his mouth and said awkwardly, "Chastity... lock."
Wen Liyu: "Real lock?"
"Ahem..." Zhao Xuanyin closed his eyes, showing his usual fearless attitude, and spoke softly, word by word.
"Chastity lock."
Wen Liyu: “………………”
Wen Liyu's face flushed red, her hand trembled, and the key in her hand flew out.
There was a crisp sound of keys hitting the table, and after the sound died away, a slightly awkward yet extremely hot and sticky atmosphere surrounded the two of them.
The two red tomatoes looked at each other, their eyes avoiding.
When Zhao Xuanyin saw that she was shy, his own shyness faded a lot.
He laughed, lowered his head and chuckled a few times, then raised his eyes, his peach blossom eyes full of joyful smile, "Xiaoyu, won't you accept it?"
He took the key in his hand, stood up and sat down next to Wen Liyu.
Wen Liyu fidgeted a bit, twisting her body in her seat. "Who... who taught you this? Aren't you ashamed?"
"The staff of the palace." Zhao Xuanyin took her wrist with one hand, placed the key in her palm, and asked softly, "Isn't this more effective than any guarantee?"
"But this..." Wen Liyu's eyes dodged, and she felt that her hands holding the keys were getting hot and almost burned.
Zhao Xuanyin lowered his head and pecked her slightly raised cheek. "I told you, I'll be very good."
He looked at the skin in front of him, which was white and rosy, like a ripe and plump peach, and his throat felt dry.
If you take a hard bite, you can taste the sweet and delicious juice inside.
Zhao Xuanyin's Adam's apple kept rolling, but he suppressed himself and reached out to gently embrace Wen Liyu in his arms.
"I'm such a good boy, Xiaoyu, please don't leave me."
Zhao Xuanyin said the last three words very softly and Wen Liyu didn't hear it clearly. She turned her head to ask him, but only got a "nothing" response.
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Wen Liyu was waiting to be married in the mansion, and many high-ranking officials and noble ladies came to visit her and add to her dowry.
Everyone had different thoughts, and most people wanted to know whether she had really broken off her engagement with the Third Prince and changed it to the Second Prince.
After receiving her affirmation, two-thirds of the ladies blushed.
Wen Liyu also heard from her father about the scene at the court where countless high-ranking officials simultaneously asked the emperor to grant marriages to their daughters.
"It's true that when one family has a man, hundreds of families seek him out." Wen Xiuye shook his head and sighed.
Wen Liyu ate silently without saying a word.
She and Zhao Xuanyi no longer have any relationship.
The wedding day soon arrived.
Wen Liyu sat in her boudoir, wearing a bright red wedding dress embroidered with gold that was made day and night by the most skilled embroiderer in the capital.
Mother Wen held her hand and sat beside her. "Although I have been prepared for this, I still can't bear to let you go."
"How come my baby has grown up so quickly?" Mother Wen raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips.
Wen Liyu pouted slightly, her eyes glistening with tears. "Mom, even if Yu'er gets married, she's still your daughter. Even after I get married, I can go home to see you every day."
"Silly child." Mother Wen was amused by her expression and gently tapped her forehead.
Suddenly, an unusually loud sniffling sound was heard at the window.
The two people in the room looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.
Standing outside the window was Wen Xiuye. He had been crying since dinner last night and hadn't stopped until now.
Zhao Xuanyin was wearing a bright red wedding dress and riding a red horse, beating gongs and drums along the way, and stopped at the gate of Wen Mansion.
Behind them was a lavishly decorated wedding sedan chair with golden ornaments. When it reached the door, someone shouted, "The groom is here!"
The surrounding area was filled with common people who came to watch the fun and share in the joy. Most of them were illiterate, and royal weddings were far from their minds. Most of them only cared about whether they could have enough to eat today, or whether they could pick up some wedding candies to take back to their children.
The bright red color sets off Zhao Xuanyin's complexion perfectly. His handsome eyes were filled with smiles, and the terrifying aura around him disappeared completely. He was an unparalleled gentleman, attracting the admiration of many people.
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