Chapter 117 Letting her go is impossible.
"How do you plan to deal with him?" Sheng Yunche asked.
Ye Mingzhu sat down on the low couch, calmed down, and looked at him with a smile in her almond-shaped eyes.
Sheng Yunche cleared his throat and said, "Speak."
“Actually, I have arrangements for Liu Rumei and Sheng Huai’an. I’ve thought about it, and that’s a small matter that doesn’t require your help,” Ye Mingzhu said.
Sheng Yunche raised an eyebrow: "But you smiled at me so sweetly, it doesn't seem like you're asking me for something."
Ye Mingzhu couldn't help but laugh, her eyebrows and eyes full of smiles.
He found out.
She got up and sat down next to Sheng Yunche, took his arm, and said in a sweet voice, "Lord Duke, I was wondering if I could ask you for help with my younger sister's marriage?"
"Her marriage?"
"Hmm," Ye Mingzhu said, "Ever since you obtained the title of Lady of the First Rank for me, many people have come to propose marriage to my younger sister. Because she is still young, and we are afraid that she will marry the wrong person, my mother has not agreed to any of them. But it can't be left like this forever. I wonder if you have any good candidates?"
Princess Ronghua had previously asked her to take Sheng Wan'er to banquets more often. Sheng Wan'er and Xiang Tiancheng were interested in each other, and if nothing unexpected happened, the marriage would be arranged.
Now all she needs to worry about is Ye Baozhu.
In her past life, she married Sheng Huai'an, which ruined Ye Baozhu's life. In this life, she hopes that her younger sister can marry someone she truly wants to marry and who is also good to her.
Ye Mingzhu continued, "As long as you are willing to help me, my sister's marriage will be settled. No matter how much Sheng Huai'an tries to get things done, it will all be in vain."
Sheng Yunche let out a soft chuckle, indicating that he understood.
His wife wouldn't smile so sweetly at him if he didn't need something from him.
...On hot summer nights, if he slept too close to her, she would impatiently kick him or slap him, no matter how soundly she was sleeping.
His treatment has finally improved recently because the weather has cooled down.
“Well…” Sheng Yunche said, “You have a request of me, and I will naturally do my best. But I also have requirements for you, and you must meet them.”
"..." Ye Mingzhu hesitated before nodding, "You go first."
A smile played on Sheng Yunche's lips as he said meaningfully, "Do you think the one-year period you mentioned before the marriage is too short?"
Ye Mingzhu: "..."
No, she doesn't think so.
“Add another year, making it two years in total,” Sheng Yunche added. “As long as you agree, I’ll get things done for you, and you’ll get your share of the benefits.”
Ye Mingzhu: "..."
"say."
Ye Mingzhu, suppressing her burning embarrassment, replied, "...Okay."
She didn't even need to ask why this person wanted to "renew the contract," it was just because... cough, because of that matter.
Seeing her nod, Sheng Yunche gave a soft hum and immediately smiled.
He was even somewhat smug.
He got up, walked to the desk in the next room, ground ink, picked up a brush, and wrote a contract at an extremely fast pace.
After he finished writing, Ye Mingzhu picked up her pen on her own.
After signing their names, I admired the calligraphy of the two people.
Sheng Yunche's calligraphy is characterized by its strong and graceful strokes, exuding a grand and expansive style, with each stroke displaying both strength and flexibility.
Her calligraphy looks delicate and elegant, but in fact it is strong and resilient, like a winter plum blossom on a cliff, which reveals a proud and tenacious spirit in its slender and vigorous style.
It is said that one's handwriting reflects one's personality.
Ye Mingzhu's usual temperament was somewhat different from her handwriting, but she was used to it and didn't notice it at the time.
Sheng Yunche said, "Holding frost with delicate hands, the characters are written as plum blossoms in winter."
The handwriting is nice, and the person is nice too.
Looking down at her, Sheng Yunche took the contract, blew the ink off it, folded it, and put it in his pocket.
Ye Mingzhu asked curiously, "Lord Duke, which young master do you plan to introduce to my younger sister? Do you have a direction in mind? Tell me about it, and I'll have a better idea."
"What are your requirements?" Sheng Yunche asked.
Ye Mingzhu already had a plan: "I don't have many requirements regarding family background. As long as the person is of noble character, respects his wife, has a gentle and reasonable mother, and my younger sister likes him, that's fine."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "Although older people are more caring, it's best if it's someone around her age. Among your close friends, there are probably very few who aren't married yet, right? If the age gap is too big, I'm worried..."
Sheng Yunche: "..."
Ye Mingzhu: "..."
Their eyes met.
Seeing Sheng Yunche's face grow increasingly dark, almost as dark as the bottom of a pot, Ye Mingzhu couldn't help but burst out laughing and turned to run outside.
But even though she was fast, she couldn't outrun Sheng Yunche.
She had only run a step before she was "walking into the tiger's den," grabbed by the wrist and bent down to hug Sheng Yunche, who then carried her on his shoulder.
She couldn't run away, and she couldn't break free.
"Punching and kicking" were useless; Sheng Yunche carried her all the way from the side room back to the inner room.
My head felt dizzy from the head being swollen from being upside down, and my chest and abdomen felt a little uncomfortable from the pressure of the man's broad shoulders.
Even more deadly is...
Ye Mingzhu blushed, clenched her fists, and punched his shoulder and back twice in annoyance, saying in embarrassment and anger, "Sheng Yunche, if you hit me there again, I, I'll fight you to the death!"
"Where to hit?" Sheng Yunche asked casually with a smile as he tossed the man onto the bed. "You're not calling me Duke anymore, and you're not calling me 'you' anymore. You've been mocking me so much, but now you're annoyed?"
Their eyes met again, and in his dark phoenix eyes was a tiny reflection of her. Ye Mingzhu suddenly pursed her lips, her heart beating faster involuntarily.
A warm kiss landed on her lips.
Sheng Yunche traced her lips with his fingers, chuckled softly, and asked, "I'll quickly prepare the wedding dress and red candles, so you'll know how much a man of your age can cherish his wife, how about it?"
Ye Mingzhu: "..."
"Once you've experienced it, you won't have any worries."
Ye Mingzhu: "..."
She was so embarrassed that her face was burning up, and all she wanted was for Sheng Yunche to shut up!
Before, she was the one who "teased" him, manipulating his desires; now...
Now that he was much healthier, the decision of when to consummate the marriage was in his own hands. He was surprisingly unhurried, displaying a more relaxed and composed demeanor.
She seemed to have become an innocent rabbit, while he was the hunter, slowly and deliberately teasing her and watching her embarrassed appearance.
...
Two days later.
It just so happened that it was Sheng Yunche's day off, so Ye Mingzhu made a special trip to Princess Ronghua's house and took Sheng Yunche back to his parents' home.
Knowing in advance that they were coming, many of Ye's relatives and friends were present.
It had been a long time since we'd seen each other, so it was naturally quite lively.
After lunch and seeing off the guests, the family sat in the flower hall chatting.
When Madam Zhen and Madam Wang talked about Ye Yu's progress in acquiring properties and stockpiling grain and medicinal herbs in various places, they handed a stack of silver notes to Ye Mingzhu without hiding it from Sheng Yunche.
"It's more important for you and Junzhao to live a good life. Our Ye family is quite wealthy, but all we can give you is money," Zhen said with a smile. "Now that Junzhao's health has improved, I'll wake up smiling when you give me a lovely grandson."
"Mother..." Ye Mingzhu blushed and was about to tell Zhen Shi not to say these things.
Sheng Yunche had already spoken, saying earnestly and seriously, "Mother-in-law, rest assured, your son-in-law will definitely do his best. The matter of introducing a good young man to my younger sister, which we discussed at the banquet, will also be taken care of as soon as possible."
Ye Mingzhu blushed at his statement, but Zhen was overjoyed and kept saying "good".
Ye Baozhu was still young and showed no shyness about marriage. Seeing her sister and brother-in-law getting along well, she smiled brightly and was simply happy.
I left the Ye family home.
On the carriage back to the mansion, Sheng Yunche inquired about the Ye family.
"Why establish businesses and stockpile grains and medicinal herbs in various places?"
Ye Mingzhu never intended to hide it from the Duke of Wei's mansion. Upon hearing this, she said, "Now that His Majesty is old and frail, we don't know when things will change. I'm afraid that the change of imperial power will affect innocent people, so I'm having my family make preparations in advance."
"Are you afraid things will get chaotic?" Sheng Yunche asked.
“Yes. No matter what happens, it’s always good to be prepared.” Ye Mingzhu added, “You are in a high position and have great power, so the Duke of Wei’s mansion will definitely be fine and will not be affected. But I have also prepared a set for you and the Princess as a token of my appreciation.”
The reason why the Duke of Wei's mansion did not suffer any mishaps in his previous life was because Sheng Huai'an had rendered meritorious service in supporting the emperor.
She was uncertain about her future and feared unforeseen circumstances, so she asked her family to prepare an extra set for her... If she had already left the Duke of Wei's mansion by then, Sheng Yunche and Princess Ronghua would be able to use it.
Sheng Yunche gave her a deep look, squeezed the hand resting on his knee, suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her directly into his arms, and kissed her.
Two portions? One is enough.
She thought that when he said he would add another year, he meant it and that he would let her leave after a little over a year.
impossible.
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