Han Zhongyu was a little confused by Xie Yushu's words. He felt a little smug thinking that he could use alcohol to control his grandfather. But then he remembered that he had sold himself out to get this, and his smugness vanished.
Marrying into another family is a challenge for him!
This was a big deal, concerning the honor and disgrace of his family, and he had to think about it carefully. Han Zhongyu thought this way and said it directly.
Xie Yushu didn't expect him to agree immediately. This matter did indeed require the consent of the other person's parents. After all, it wouldn't be very polite to just take away the cabbage that the other person had painstakingly raised for more than 20 years without telling them.
So Xie Yushu got up and walked straight to Han Zhongyu, like a bully, lifted his chin and smacked him, leaving a mark.
"This is something we really need to discuss with our family. Take whatever you like from the villa, just talk to your parents properly!"
It's practically a done deal, let's go for it!
You're not getting any younger!
Han Zhongyu hadn't expected Xie Yushu to be so bold; his face flushed red with embarrassment, and he left with a remark...
"How dare you!"
He fled as if he were running away.
Seeing his expression, Xie Yushu laughed so hard she almost fell over. The cabbage she had chosen was so funny!
Han Zhongyu had just been with Xie Yushu, and Xie Yushu had been both coaxing and teasing him, making his heart pound and his mind a complete mess, which is why he ran away. But as soon as he came out, he regretted it. He was the man, so why did he run away like a little wife?
Wanting to go back but feeling a little embarrassed, Han Zhongyu touched her lips and returned to her courtyard with a shy expression.
Lan Ting looked up at the starry sky from behind. "Hmm, so beautiful, the Milky Way is dazzling. Speaking of which, I wonder if my master was forced into something by a tyrant? I can't bear to think about it! I didn't see anything just now. These stars are truly beautiful!"
After Han Zhongyu left, Xie Yushu put on a face mask in a good mood and went to sleep.
The thought of being surrounded by handsome men is something to look forward to.
Han Zhongyu, on the other hand, was as if possessed, unable to sit still or sleep. One moment he was thinking of Xie Yushu's cheerful smile, the next he was thinking of Xie Yushu's coquettish scolding, and then he remembered the kiss Xie Yushu had just given him on the lips...
Ugh~ I can't think about this anymore, it's a little embarrassing!
Self-discipline and adherence to propriety, self-discipline and adherence to propriety, self-discipline and adherence to propriety—you've read all those Confucian classics but they've gone to waste! Although we're mutually in love now, we haven't officially married yet. I can't think about those unrelated things; it wouldn't be good for her reputation. She must not have read those books of proper conduct; she doesn't understand, which is forgivable…
Han Zhongyu muttered to himself again as he thought about this.
After drinking two pots of cold tea and spending half a day admiring the moonlight in the courtyard, Han Zhongyu finally calmed down a bit and wrote a letter home.
After hesitating for a long time, unsure how to begin, and ruining several sheets of paper with ink drops, Han Zhongyu finally gritted his teeth and wrote a sentence.
“Grandpa, Grandma, Father, Mother, Princess Jingde wants to find a son-in-law to marry into her family. Your son is in love with her and wants to marry into Yuquan Manor to become her husband. We hope you will grant us permission.”
After finishing writing, he sealed the letter and had Lanting send someone to deliver it to Imperial Censor Han's residence overnight.
Looking at the time again, I realized it was already past midnight, so I closed my eyes and slept for a while.
Meanwhile, the Han family was having a lively and joyous New Year celebration, indulging in food, drink, entertainment, and watching a grand opera. Everything was going very well, but on the third day of the Lunar New Year, they suddenly received a letter from their second son. They had only received the letter and New Year's gifts on the twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month. Why was another letter coming after only three or four days? They wondered if something had happened.
Thinking this, Old Madam Han had someone bring over Han Zhongyu's letter. Upon reading it, she was shocked! Something terrible had indeed happened!
Her second grandson is going to become a live-in son-in-law. How can this be allowed?
So, on the evening of the third day of the Lunar New Year, the entire Han family held an emergency meeting to discuss the marriage of his second grandson.
Censor Han was the first to express his opinion.
“No way, Eryu is the second grandson of my Han family, not some abandoned orphan from a poor family. How can he marry into the Han family? If he does, where will I put my face?”
Han Zhongyu's mother also quickly followed suit and expressed her opinion.
"That's right, Dad, you can't agree to this! My son is a good man, with a good family background and the ability to succeed. I'm already being lenient by agreeing to let him marry Xie Yushu, let alone become her live-in son-in-law! She's really pushing her luck!"
Madam Han also frowned and sighed.
Only Han Zhongyu's father, Han Nian'an, drank a cup of tea, shook his head, and said...
"If you ask me, let him marry into the family if he wants. Don't let two lovers be separated and grow old in sorrow..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a single sentence from Madam Han.
"Shut up! If you recite your pretentious poems again, you'll be sleeping in the study!"
After yelling, she saw that her in-laws were looking at her as if they had seen a ghost. She then secretly glared at Han Nian'an. It was all his fault. At a time like this, he was still reciting his lousy poem. It made her so angry that she was no longer virtuous!
Han Wuyong and Madam Han exchanged a glance. They decided to pretend they hadn't seen anything; their grandson's matter was more important right now.
The family discussed it for a long time. They wanted to write to Han Zhongyu and tell him that if he dared to marry into the family, they would break his legs. But they were also afraid that their stubborn grandson would risk breaking his legs to marry into the family, which would really make them furious.
In matters like this, Han Boyu and his wife dared not interfere or make decisions, keeping their mouths shut like clams until Han Wuyong specifically asked him. Only then did Han Boyu reluctantly speak, tentatively asking...
"Why don't we take advantage of our annual leave and go over there to persuade them? It's better to discuss things face-to-face, isn't it?"
Han Boyu's words were like a wake-up call: "That's right! Anyway, the holiday is until the sixteenth of the first lunar month. Tai'an Prefecture isn't that far away. There are still twelve days left. We can stay for three or four days on the way there and back. Let's go!"
So the whole family packed their bags overnight and set off for Tai'an Prefecture early the next morning.
Han Zhongyu was unaware that a letter from home had brought his entire family out, and he was spending New Year's Eve with Xie Yushu in a bittersweet mood.
Ever since she laid a hand on Han Zhongyu, Xie Yushu has become increasingly audacious! She harasses Han Zhongyu every day, sometimes wailing and singing love songs to him.
I'll wait for you through the years; if you don't come, I won't grow old. I'll wait until the moon is full and the smoke from the chimneys rises in the distance.
The migratory birds have returned to their nests; I long for them, and they are well.
You are my rose, you are my fragrant grass…
Han Zhongyu blushed and her heart raced as she sang. She was told to be more reserved, as this was not a good influence.
Xie Yushu didn't care about any of that. It was her territory, and she could do whatever she wanted. Little brat, if I couldn't take you down, that would be my incompetence!
Seeing that Han Zhongyu was still deliberately avoiding her, she pretended to sing sadly.
"Did the clouds that day foresee everything, so that their steps were light, so as not to disturb our time, because it was destined to be so short..."
The singing made Han Zhongyu's heart clench.
Or he writes poetry every day, or something
"It's a pity that all the beautiful songs have been given to the twilight."
I long to whisper my sorrows to the willow blossoms, but I fear they are too fickle and do not understand the melancholy of spring.
"Lingering in my hometown of Chu, my tender feelings of parting linger; who will comfort me now?"
Or it's something that those born in the 90s can recite backwards.
"Until the mountains crumble and the heavens and earth unite, I will never part from you."
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