Cui Cui stood awkwardly, watching Miss unwilling to wake up from her dream, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say.
"Miss, the letter was personally delivered to Master Mu’s hand by the young servant, and Master Mu read it in front of him. He really received it," Cui Cui said softly.
The truth is, he simply doesn’t want to deal with you.
However, Cui Cui dared not say this.
In her fury, Song Ya Lan began smashing things again, but everything in the room that she could smash had already been destroyed. All she could do was cry out in frustration: "Why? Why?!"
Just then, a little maid entered. "Miss Song, your mother has sent me to tell you that your marriage with the Sun Family is settled. The wedding is at the end of this month. She said you should prepare yourself."
"What?!" Song Ya Lan screamed, her eyes wide and red with anger. "This month?!"
The little maid replied, "Yes, this month. If Miss has no other matters, I will leave."
With that, she turned and left without saying another word.
Song Ya Lan wanted to chase after her, but she found that she was under house arrest. Guards were at the door, and she couldn’t leave.
Song Ya Lan burst into tears. "I don’t want to marry Sun Yaowen! Who does he think he is? Does he deserve to marry me?!"
Even the legitimate eldest son of the small and insignificant Sun Family didn’t deserve her, let alone a lesser-born one!
Song Ya Lan gritted her teeth with hatred.
And to think that her wedding would be at the end of this month. Weren’t there only 10 days or so left?
Was this a wedding or a sale? Which family would rush to throw their daughter away like this?
The more Song Ya Lan thought about it, the more wronged she felt. She squatted on the ground and sobbed loudly.
Cui Cui watched her, unable to say a word. She sighed, thinking that the Song Family had already treated Miss Song well enough by arranging her marriage. After all, she had destroyed the family’s reputation, causing an uproar throughout Yu State. A more prestigious and face-conscious family would have forced her to die by now, rather than sending her off to marry someone.
But Song Ya Lan could never understand this reasoning in her lifetime.
——
That night, Xin He went to bed unusually early. She didn’t know if it was because she was seven months pregnant or due to spring sleepiness, but she felt especially sleepy lately. In the past, she could wait for Marquis Mu to return home before falling asleep, but now she couldn’t stay awake. Almost every time Marquis Mu returned home late, she was already sleeping soundly like a little kitten.
Marquis Mu entered the room quietly, the only sound in the tranquil space being her gentle breathing.
He fixed her messy blankets before heading towards the desk.
These days, he looked forward to coming home more than ever, eager to read her daily love letters. Initially, he had only meant to punish her with this difficult task, but the love letters soon became addictive. He felt an inexplicable satisfaction every time he returned home and read a letter from her.
He laughed softly as he saw several crumpled pieces of paper thrown into the wastebasket beside the desk. He could imagine her frustration, crumpling unsatisfactory drafts of her letter while cursing him.
He sat down at the desk and deftly opened a letter that lay neatly on it, reading it with great interest.
"I never thought that such a man would burst into my life. When I first saw him, I was certain that he would just be a fleeting passerby in my life. It was only after he forcefully and overbearingly invaded my heart, like an incurable poison spreading through every part of my life, that I realized the truth behind everything.
Perhaps it was because I’ve been idle at home lately, or because I’m pregnant and prone to daydreaming, but I often recall the past. I remember the dull and confused half of my life, and the moments that followed my first encounter with him.
My life seemed to have only gained color when I met him. Maybe I had lived too long before, unable to comprehend what I really wanted.
That heavy snow last year, when he carried me home through the snow, I began to understand what I wanted. It was the first time I longed for a peaceful life and the steady chest to rely on. From that moment on, I experienced many different emotions – happiness, excitement, deep love, gratitude, sorrow, anger, and even despair. These emotions, good or bad, made me feel alive for the first time.
I have never regretted meeting him. I know his bad temper, but now I find even his temper charming."
Marquis Mu read each word carefully, going over the letter three times. His smile grew deeper, and he walked towards her bed, kissing her forehead gently. In a low voice, he said, "I don’t regret it either, Xin He. Meeting you is my greatest fortune in this life."
——
Meanwhile, another sensational event occurred in Yu State.
The marriage between the Sun and Song families was announced at the end of the month.
Strangely, the Sun Family even sent Ji Xinhe an invitation.
Xin He played with the invitation, smiling. "I wonder whose idea this was, Yi Ling or Song Ya Lan?"
Shulan said, "Either way, neither of them has good intentions!"
Xiaoyu analyzed, "If it was Yi Ling, she must have set a trap for Madam. If it was Song Ya Lan, eight out of ten times it’s because she wants to see our Master. But it could also be someone else from the Sun Family, like Sun Yaowen. Hasn’t he always been coveting Madam?"
Xin He sneered, "It seems that they’re all in this together."
"Madam, it’s better not to go. You are seven months pregnant now; why bother to join in the excitement?"
Xin He tossed the invitation aside. "Why should I go? Do I want to suffer? Are there any good people in the Sun Family?"
Shulan laughed, "True. We don’t need to be part of the excitement. Let’s focus on the pregnancy. If I were the Sun Family, I would throw a small banquet for family only instead of making a big show, inviting all the esteemed families in Yu State."
As they were talking, they heard the sound of someone greeting outside. "Greetings, Master."
Marquis Mu entered just then, and Xin He asked incredulously, "Why are you back so early?" It was only noon.
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