Marquis Mu Houchu hoped that Ji Xinhe could secure her position as the princess, not giving outsiders any opportunity to take advantage.
Xinhe pondered for a moment and nodded, "Alright."
She didn’t have the ability to change the world yet. The only thing she could do was to live better by her own efforts. As for having a son, she wasn’t overly fixated on it. But since he wanted it, she would naturally oblige.
Marquis Mu Houchu chuckled, "Xinhe, do you know when I’m happiest?"
Marquis Mu Houchu pinched her little face to make her serious, then gazed at her and said, "When you can’t compromise or settle on something, but you can for me, although my heart aches for you, I can’t hide my joy. I know it’s selfish of me, but Xinhe, my feelings for you have always been selfish. I enjoy it when you put me in a special place in your heart. Every time I realize I’m different from others in your heart, I’m particularly elated."
Xinhe looked at him, feeling a warmth inside. This cold and strong man often acted like a young child in front of her. He wanted a lot, but she was willing to give. She knew that what he gave her was always more.
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Marquis Mu Houchu took full charge of dealing with Duan Lan’s matters, so Xinhe felt there was no need for her to worry.
The only thing that deserved her concern was the impending decree of the imperial marriage.
Although Duan Lan was the mastermind behind this marriage, according to Mu Houchu, the Song family was also involved in quite some underhanded tricks. Xinhe didn’t know the exact details, so her priority was to investigate.
Today was the day they would visit the Song family for Xiao Bei’s engagement, making it a good opportunity.
As the imperial edict for the marriage was still en route, Xinhe pretended to be unaware of everything. She planned to first investigate the Song family before the edict arrived. She disliked the situation of being in the dark while the enemies were in the light, so she needed to revert the situation.
For this upcoming marriage, Xinhe didn’t tell others, not even Xiao Bei or Xiao Chaihuo, for fear they would worry. Xiao Bei was impulsive and might refuse to marry into the Song family if angered. Since it involved his future, Xinhe dared not be careless.
Especially for the sixth daughter of the Song family, according to Xinhe’s investigation, she was a well-behaved and sensible girl. She was not competitive and her thoughts were simple. This kind of girl would be a good match for Xiao Bei, and Xinhe was optimistic about it.
Although Xinhe had some differences with the Song family of Yu State, she wouldn’t judge the sixth daughter based on the family’s actions.
Xiao Bei was overjoyed that day. He got up early and spent a long time choosing a sapphire-colored brocade robe from his wardrobe. He then ran to show Xiao Chaihuo.
"Look, look, isn’t this robe beautiful? Does it make me look better? I should look quite spirited right?" Xiao Bei enthusiastically showed off in front of Xiao Chaihuo.
Xiao Chaihuo, without lifting his head, flipped through an account book: "Hmm."
"Hey, take a look!" Xiao Bei tugged at him, "Today is the big day of my engagement, how can you be so indifferent?!"
Xiao Chaihuo gave him a glance, "Are you going to your engagement dressed like a peacock in full display?"
Xiao Bei’s face turned green, he gritted his teeth, "Li Nan!"
Xiao Chaihuo said, "It’s just an engagement, you’re there just to show yourself to the family elders of the Song Family and take care of formalities. The sixth daughter of the Song Family won’t appear, what’s the point of dressing up?"
Xiao Bei huffed lightly and sat down leisurely before Xiao Chaihuo, "That’s what you don’t know. Usually, when the man visits for engagements, although it appears to be just an interaction with the girl’s elders, actually, the girl often sneaks a look!"
Xiao Chaihuo simply responded, "Oh."
Xiao Chaihuo’s indifference did not dampen Xiao Bei’s enthusiasm. Rather, he explained even more animatedly, "It’s a tacit understanding among everyone, just that people don’t talk about it openly. Let me tell you, when you enter a girl’s house before marriage, you must always glance around to see if there are screen partitions or inner rooms, or even behind curtains. Any movement there would mean the girl must be hiding behind to take a look. After all, who doesn’t want to have a sneak peek at their future husband?"
Xiao Bei’s show-off act was insufferable!
After all, his marriage was set, and he began referring to himself as the future husband of the sixth daughter of the Song family.
Xiao Chaihuo was hearing about these things for the first time, but he was not particularly interested, "Who said every girl would be interested in their future husbands before their marriage? The sixth daughter of the Song family doesn’t even know who you are, perhaps she is reluctant to marry you. Maybe she doesn’t want to interact with you at all, let alone spying on you from behind the curtain. She might not even want to greet you if she sees you on the road."
Xiao Bei’s forehead twitched, he really was masochistic for discussing these things with this unromantic kid!
Xiao Bei gritted his teeth, "She wouldn’t!"
"Really?" Xiao Chaihuo seemed unusually curious, "So, every girl is eager to know about her future husband before her marriage?"
Xiao Bei snorted lightly, "Of course!"
Xiao Chaihuo asking questions was Xiao Bei’s proudest moment. He had to explain more, "But this applies mainly to wealthy families. Actually, in the countryside, there isn’t so much fuss. It’s fine for a man and woman to meet before their marriage or even for a man to visit her family."
Xiao Chaihuo was taken aback as Xiao Bei continued with enthusiasm, "Like my sister and my brother-in-law, before they got married, my brother-in-law lived in our house. Those were good times... It’s a pity that there were troubles on their wedding day and it got delayed for quite some time. Fortunately, things took a positive turn afterward. Otherwise, I really can’t imagine what kind of man would be suitable for my strong and powerful sister."
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