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Yuan Yingwu's pupils slightly constricted as he marveled at the analytical ability of the woman before him. He nodded gently, a glimmer of appreciation flashing in his deep-set eyes. "Miss Liu, you are indeed exceptionally intelligent. I suppose you have guessed the purpose of my disguise?"
Liu Ruyi met his gaze head-on, her eyes devoid of any fear, calm as the stars on an autumn night. She parted her crimson lips, her voice clear and bright like a mountain spring. "Young Lord, you wish to know why I am marrying the notorious scoundrel of the capital, do you not?" Her tone was resolute and composed, as if discussing the most ordinary matter, showing no sign of inferiority at the thought of marrying someone with such a tarnished reputation.
Yuan Yingwu nodded slightly, a playful smile curving his lips. "Indeed. Your situation in the Liu Residence must be quite difficult—your stepmother is harsh, your father ineffectual, and your half-sister ruthless. Are you not afraid that having just escaped from a wolf's den, you will fall into a tiger's lair?" His words pointed directly at her current predicament while also warning her of the potential risks in her future marriage, as if testing her limits.
Liu Ruyi let out a light laugh, a flicker of determination shining in her eyes like a flame burning in the dark night. "Whether it is a wolf or a tiger, one must experience it to know! Besides, even if I enter the tiger's mouth, is there not still a chance to seize food from it?" Her words rang out like thunder in spring, showcasing her inner courage and wisdom. She was unwilling to submit to fate's arrangements and sought to carve out her own sky amidst adversity.
Yuan Yingwu couldn't help but applaud. "Miss Liu is indeed interesting." He gazed at her with admiration. This woman was unlike what he had imagined; she possessed a unique charm, reminiscent of cherry blossoms blooming in spring, exuding an extraordinary grace.
Liu Ruyi extended a jade pendant towards him and said, "This pendant is precious; I hope Young Lord will take it back!" Her meaning was clear: she accepted the betrothal gift but did not wish to take advantage of Duke's Residence with this invaluable item.
Yuan Yingwu waved his hand decisively. "Once something is given away, there is no reason to take it back. We shall see each other on the wedding day!" His words were both a response to Liu Ruyi and a promise, indicating that this marriage was already set in stone.
With that, Yuan Yingwu turned and strode away, leaving Liu Ruyi standing there watching his retreating figure with anticipation; this Young Master did not seem like a scoundrel at all.
...
Soon it was the eve of the wedding.
Yao Xueying helped Liu Rumeng out from the ancestral hall.
"Oh dear..." Liu Rumeng's feet were naturally numb and painful from kneeling for so long; she stumbled as she walked and spoke through gritted teeth. "It's all that wretched Liu Ruyi's fault!"
Yao Xueying quickly reassured her. "Don't worry; Mother has everything arranged. Tomorrow I will make sure that woman delays the auspicious time; she will offend her new family before even entering!"
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Liu Rumeng's spirits lifted immediately. However, she accidentally tripped and fell—what joy turned into sorrow.
The next day, Duke's Residence's wedding procession waited early outside Liu Residence's door. However, they waited and waited without seeing the bride emerge.
Inside Liu Residence, Zhang Yue anxiously knocked on the door. "Open up! The auspicious time is approaching." It turned out that Liu Ruyi's room door had been locked from within; she could not get out.
Outside, a maid spoke through the door to Zhang Yue. "Don't bother; you won't be getting out today."
Zhang Yue turned to Liu Ruyi anxiously and asked, "Miss, what should we do? If we offend Duke's Residence, Master will surely punish us severely."
Liu Ruyi understood what was happening and began searching for something in her room; she decided to break down the door!
At this moment, those waiting outside grew impatient and began to murmur.
"Why isn't Miss Liu coming out yet?"
"What an extravagant display!"
Yuan Yingwu sensed something was amiss. "Let's go inside and take a look!" With that, he led Niu Peng into the house.
As soon as they entered the inner courtyard, the servants of the Liu Residence blocked their way. "Young Lord, this is the inner courtyard; you cannot enter," they said.
Yuan Yingwu reached out and snatched a sword from Niu Peng. "Let’s see who dares to stop me!"
The servants trembled in fear, their voices quivering. "Today is a day of great joy; you cannot do this!" One of them leaned against the wall, frightened.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang," startling the servants again. It was Liu Ruyi, who had split open a hole in the door with an axe. She stepped out, axe in hand.
"Wow, Miss Liu is so fierce; she’s like a roaring lion!" Niu Peng exclaimed in surprise.
"Ridiculous! Have you ever seen such a beautiful lion?" Yuan Yingwu laughed.
"This door was chopped open by the Young Lord, you know?" Liu Ruyi said to the servants. After speaking, she handed the axe to Yuan Yingwu.
Yuan Yingwu happily accepted it. "Let’s go; we’re heading to the altar!" He took Liu Ruyi's hand and walked outside.
"Damn, the Young Lord actually likes this kind of thing," Niu Peng muttered under his breath as he quickly ran off to deal with the suddenly surplus axe.
Yuan Yingwu and Liu Ruyi walked side by side out of the Liu Family Courtyard. With each step they took towards the outside, it felt as if they were treading on the gazes of everyone around them—heavy yet dignified.
Liu Ruyi wore an elegant light moon-white embroidered long dress, its hem gently brushing against the bluestone tiles beneath her feet. The intricate patterns embroidered on it seemed like lively spirits, subtly revealing themselves as she moved, adding a touch of grace to the ancient courtyard. Her features were soft and gentle, reminiscent of tender willows in early spring in Jiangnan—delicate yet carrying a hint of aloofness. Her dark hair was meticulously styled into a low bun, with a jade hairpin glimmering slightly among her locks, enhancing her elegant demeanor.
Beside her, Yuan Yingwu donned a fitted dark long robe. The jade pendant at his waist chimed softly with each step he took, producing a crisp sound. He stood tall and straight, exuding an air of unrestrained heroism that complemented Liu Ruyi perfectly, creating an image akin to a match made in heaven.
At that moment, Liu Rumeng was already waiting not far away. She wore a vibrant crimson long dress with layers of intricate pleats that seemed to bloom like flowers as she walked. Her carefully adorned face was strikingly beautiful under the makeup, almost dazzling; a small dot of vermilion between her brows added an alluring charm. Standing proudly with her hands behind her back, her high nose conveyed a hint of disdain, while her narrow phoenix eyes were slightly raised as she cast a dismissive glance at the two beside her—like a lofty mistress surveying her subordinates. An air of arrogance surrounded her, as if she were stepping on the entire world beneath her feet; she looked down upon others without concern but inadvertently revealed her sense of superiority.
"You may have married up, but you still have to walk out behind me as the legitimate daughter. I will always overshadow you," Liu Rumeng said lightly, her thin lips parting as her crisp words shot straight at Liu Ruyi like arrows—clear and precise yet laced with bitterness and mockery.
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