General's Mansion.
Mica was pacing in the courtyard when she saw a mummy alight from a carriage and immediately froze.
“This is…” Yunmu looked at Yinmu and Yinfeng beside her. These two were the secret guards that Yun’s father had carefully selected for Yun Ziheng.
Could this mummy be Heng'er?
"Mother, I'm back," the mummy said.
Yunmu was startled, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears. "Heng'er, you, it really is Heng'er! Oh dear, what happened? How did it get like this? Where is the imperial physician? Quickly, please summon the imperial physician to take a look."
When Yunmu saw Yun Ziheng, who was completely wrapped up, she was immediately terrified and didn't notice anything unusual in his tone.
Yun's father's cold voice came from behind, "Steward, close the door to guests for seven days, and say that Young Master Yun is seriously injured and needs to rest and recuperate."
Yun Ziheng looked at his father, a look of emotion in his eyes.
He has a very good father.
Yunmu said fiercely, "You two didn't even know how to hold him up properly, how could you... Hey? Heng'er, what happened to you... Hey?"
Just as Yun's mother scolded Yun's father and Yun Ziyu, she turned around and saw that Yun Ziheng had already taken two steps in the yard. She didn't react for a moment.
Yun Ziyu found an apple from somewhere, took a bite, and said with a smile, "Mom, don't worry, Big Brother isn't hurt. He's faking it."
"Is it an act?" Yunmu asked in surprise.
Why pretend?
Seeing that the gate was closed, Yun Ziheng immediately told Yin Feng and Yin Mu to remove the gauze from their bodies.
He was really suffocating.
When Yun's father entered, he had already dismissed the servants. Now there were only the four of them in the courtyard, so they didn't need to worry about anything.
The gauze was removed, and Yun Ziheng was only wearing an undergarment.
Yun's father frowned. "What kind of behavior is this?"
Yun Ziheng glanced at Yun Ziyu, and Yun Ziyu gave Yun Ziheng a look that said, "Good luck to you."
Yin Feng found an outer garment and draped it over Yun Ziheng.
Yun's father had been watching all this, and when he noticed that Yun's arm movements were slow, he frowned and asked, "Is your arm injured?"
Yun Ziheng knew he couldn't hide it from his father, but he didn't intend to, so he nodded and admitted it.
"Father, Mother, let's go inside and talk." Yun Ziheng glanced at the gate.
Yun's father nodded and took the first step.
"What? You're preparing betrothal gifts?" Yunmu exclaimed in surprise.
This news came as a complete surprise.
Yesterday she was still worrying about Yun Ziheng and Yun Ziyu's marriage, but today her eldest son told her that he had already found a wife and asked her to prepare the betrothal gifts.
This is absolutely shocking.
Mr. Yun frowned. “Have you really thought this through? Your mother and I hope you two will get married, but we’re not forcing you to. If you truly love her, then marry her. If you don’t, then don’t hold her back.”
Yun Ziyu interjected, "Father, how could this delay them? Look around the capital, which family with a little power doesn't have three wives and four concubines? A family like ours, a family of upright military officers, is extremely rare. Whoever marries into our family will be happy."
Yun's father glared at him, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
Yun Ziyu sniffed and immediately fell silent.
Yunmu echoed Yunfu's words, "I know you are thoughtful and always consider others more, but you often neglect yourself. You are my flesh and blood. As parents, we always hope that you will live a good life. Tell your mother honestly, what are your true feelings for Miss Yuan?"
After Yun's mother finished speaking, Yun's father looked at Yun Ziheng, and Yun Ziyu also looked at Yun Ziheng curiously.
They all wanted to know his true thoughts.
A warm feeling kept welling up in Yun Ziheng's heart.
Your family will always care about your feelings.
“Father, Mother, I heard Miss Yuan play the zither at the palace banquet, and I would like to hear it again.” Yun Ziheng did not give a direct answer.
Upon hearing this, Yunmu and Yunfu exchanged a glance and smiled happily.
"That's good. If you have this idea, I'm naturally happy. You don't need to worry about the betrothal gifts; leave it all to me." Yunmu's face was filled with joy, and the gloom between her brows dissipated somewhat because of this joy.
Seeing this, Yun Ziheng was very happy.
After hearing Yun Ziheng's answer, Yun's father gently tapped the table. The sound wasn't loud, but since there were only four people in the room, it was exceptionally clear.
Yun Ziheng watched his father's movements, which were his father's usual gestures when he was thinking.
"Father, are you worried about Miss Yuan's identity?" Yun Ziheng asked.
Father Yun nodded. "That old man probably prepared the letter of severance of ties long ago, just waiting for the right moment to bring it out. Now we should call her Yuan Qingling."
Yunmu understood what Yunfu meant and turned to Yun Ziheng, saying, "Your father is worried that she is currently a commoner and may be criticized in the future. After all, your sister is the Empress. Our family will inevitably have to deal with high-ranking officials and nobles in the future. She has no family to rely on and is too weak to rely solely on her status as the eldest daughter-in-law of the General's Mansion."
She sighed again and continued, "If you marry someone, you should make sure they have a good life. It doesn't have to be great, just better than before. We can't treat them unfairly."
Yun Ziheng understood his mother's concerns and explained, "Mother is right. I have already thought about this matter. After I marry her, I will fight for her to be granted an imperial title. That way, if others want to criticize me, they will have to think twice."
Yun Ziyu pouted, "A title of nobility isn't like cabbage; it's not that easy to earn."
Yunmu patted Yun Ziyu's arm, and Yun Ziyu quickly changed his tune, "But who is my brother? He is skilled in both literature and martial arts, unparalleled in the world. For him, earning an imperial title for his future wife is an easy thing."
Yun Ziheng said helplessly, "I'm sorry to trouble you with my marriage, Mother. I plan to marry her as soon as this storm passes."
Thinking of Yuan Qingling, Yunmu couldn't help but ask, "Now that she has severed ties with the Yuan family, does she have anywhere to go?"
Yun Ziheng nodded and truthfully relayed the information he had gathered.
“Miss Yuan’s grandmother was truly devoted to her; she took her to live on one of her estates.”
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