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If that's the case, wouldn't that mean all the suffering is placed solely on Mother Zhou? As daughters, isn't that a form of disobedience to filial piety?
With this in mind, Ziyan made up her mind that she would allow her mother one more year at most; she had to find a way to match her mother with Master Qin Ming.
Giving her mother a year’s time, she was sure she could figure out how to make it happen. Ziyan silently encouraged herself once again.
Unbeknownst to Zhou, her little girl had already secretly designed a path towards happiness and sunshine for her.
She took the hands of her eldest sister, Ziying, who was currently lost in thought, and comfortingly said, "Ying'er, Mother just discussed it with your sister. You are determined to be with Wu San, so we will arrange everything for you after the New Year."
"Huh? Oh, Mother, I never said I was determined to marry that person. I want to stay by your side longer," Ziying replied, her face turning as red as the large red lanterns at the end of the corridor.
"Alright, stop pretending. You were just daydreaming a moment ago and now you say you want to stay by Mother’s side. How hypocritical!" Seeing her sister's flushed face, Ziyan couldn't help but tease Ziying.
"Sister, you—" Ziying glanced at her sister Ziyan and immediately turned to Zhou to complain, "Mother, look! Sister is bullying me again."
"Haha, Mother thinks your sister is speaking the truth," Zhou said while winking at her youngest daughter Ziyan.
"Mother, you—how could you team up with my sister to bully me?" Ziying exclaimed in frustration, her little face puffing up.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!" Seeing this, both Ziyan and Zhou couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Mother—Sister—you are too much! Ying'er hates you both," Ziying pouted and whined. This drew the attention of the Masters present who were enjoying their conversation across three generations.
"Alright then, does that mean you are unwilling to marry that Wu San? By the way, does he even deserve you? Besides, I don’t think he’s good enough for my sister; he’s just a lowly servant!" Ziyan continued to tease Ziying. She was curious how her usually carefree sister would defend Wu San.
Sure enough, as soon as Ziyan finished speaking, Ziying nearly burst with indignation as she retorted, "Though his status is lowly, he is better than many so-called men of status. I will only marry him in this lifetime."
“Ha ha ha—”
“Ha ha ha—”
“He he he he—”
Everyone present suddenly burst into laughter.
“Wow, you said you wouldn't marry anyone else, and yet my sister said you’re not being insincere.” Ziyan laughed so hard that her body shook, pointing at her sister Ziying.
“I-I was forced by my younger sister!” Ziying immediately realized she had fallen into a trap.
“It was indeed my younger sister who pressured you, but only in this situation would you speak so frankly!” Ziyan smiled lightly.
“Hmph! You all just enjoy teasing me. I'm going back to my room to sleep.” Ziying, feeling embarrassed and angry, immediately stood up and ran toward the room on the second floor where she used to stay.
“Sigh—Alright, Yan'er, your mother is tired. You should chat with your two masters and Prince. I’ll go keep your sister company!” Zhou said as she saw her eldest daughter leave, using it as an excuse to depart.
“Oh, that’s fine. Daughter will see you upstairs.” Ziyan was about to stand up when Zhou said, “Sigh, I’ve lived in this yard for so long; there’s no need to worry. I’m not at the point where I can’t walk. I can go up by myself.”
Thus, Ziyan didn’t say anything more. She secretly signaled to Yang Xiaoshuang, who was still standing by waiting to serve them tea. Yang Xiaoshuang immediately bowed slightly to Ziyan and quickly followed Zhou upstairs, helping her along the way.
At the same time, Miao'er, who had been quietly sitting, also stood up to say goodbye: “Yan'er, your aunt is tired too. I’ll head back to my room now. You all take your time chatting.”
With the help of her mute maid, Miao'er walked toward the right side of the second floor. Ziyan had already arranged a room for her to rest in when she first returned to this courtyard.
Speaking of Ziyan's two masters, they were already slightly tipsy. Just as Zhou was leaving, Ziyan clearly saw Qin Ming's eager and caring gaze following Zhou.
In this situation, it was not only Ziyan who saw things clearly; even Old Man Mo, who sat closest to Qin Ming, understood what was going on. As for the Demon Prince Ling Yuxuan, there was no need to mention him.
Once Zhou entered the room accompanied by Yang Xiaoshuang and her figure disappeared from sight, the four people downstairs tacitly settled down.
They continued to raise their glasses and chat casually while drinking for quite a while until late at night. Only then did Old Man Mo and Qin Ming leave together to rest at the Jishitang across the street.
At this moment, Ziyan, having indulged a bit too much in drinking earlier, was already feeling light-headed and slightly intoxicated.
Unable to do anything else, Demon Prince Ling Yuxuan had no choice but to pick her up. Instead of heading to the room upstairs, he used his lightness skill to leap into the air and swiftly made his way out of the city.
After exiting the city, he jumped into a small grove of trees. It took them about half an hour before their figures appeared in the familiar Hot Spring Valley.
Upon arriving at Hot Spring Valley, Ling Yuxuan gently placed his beloved one into the shallowest hot spring pool. The pool was just deep enough for Ziyan to lie in without submerging her head.
After doing all this, Ling Yuxuan flew back to Waterfall Cave alone. Although they had not returned for a long time, the place remained spotless. Ling Yuxuan smiled faintly as he picked up a set of men's clothing and a set of women's clothing that he had deliberately stored there before returning to Hot Spring Valley.
When he reappeared beside Ziyan, he found that his beloved one was already sound asleep.
Helplessly, the prince had to pick up Ziyan again and return them both to the largest hot spring. Looking at his beloved child's delicate little face, the prince suddenly recalled the scene from many years ago when Ziyan nearly drowned here.
As he thought about it, Ling Yuxuan's face turned bright red.
He felt an inexplicable heat rising within him; he realized that his body was responding normally and instinctively began to tease himself: Soon, after the New Year, his little one would turn eighteen. As her future groom, he would naturally be able to possess her completely by then. From that moment on, she would be his Ling Yuxuan's woman for all eternity.
With this thought in mind, a faint smile of happiness appeared on Ling Yuxuan's face. Taking advantage of his beloved child's deep sleep, he gently kissed her small face, her eyes, and even her delicate little nose.
The night passed like this until dawn when the sun hung high in the sky and small birds perched on tree branches chirped merrily.
Perhaps it was because she had returned to Hot Spring Valley that Ziyan felt an inexplicable sense of peace and relaxation within her. Even she herself did not expect that she could sleep so soundly in Hot Spring Valley until the sun was high in the sky.
When she finally woke up, she realized that it was already bright outside. At the same time, the person holding her slowly opened his bloodshot eyes.
Ziyan guessed that he must have been half-asleep and half-awake to ensure she slept comfortably. Given her past experience of nearly drowning, she feared that he had not let go of her hand all night, protecting her. How could he possibly sleep soundly under such circumstances?
Thinking of this, Ziyan looked at her Demon Prince and felt a twinge of guilt in her heart.
So, Ziyan shyly said to him, "I'm sorry, I slept too deeply last night and neglected you."
"Silly girl, I am your Future Husband; this is what a husband should do for you. There’s no need to apologize to your husband. From now on, you must not speak such unfamiliar words to me, understand?" Ling Yuxuan gently teased her by scratching the tip of her nose and seriously advised her.
"Oh! Okay!" Ziyan smiled sweetly and nodded, then took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck and gave him a tender kiss.
Since she was being so affectionate, the Demon Prince naturally would not miss out on such a wonderful opportunity. Not only that, but he also took it a step further by firmly holding onto the back of his Beloved Child's head with both hands.
Thus, they inevitably experienced another round of sweet intimacy between lovers.
After a while, they finally separated.
Once onshore, they changed into the clean clothes that a certain prince had prepared for them the night before.
Suddenly, Ziyan remembered her old home in the nearby Mountain Valley that had been burned down by the old residents. She had a sudden urge to go back and take a look.
So she turned to her Demon Prince and said, "Brother Yuxuan, I want to go back and see the house in Mountain Valley that was burned down."
"Sure! Let's go right now," the Demon Prince replied without a second thought.
"Thank—" Ziyan was about to say thank you to Brother Yuxuan, but suddenly remembered that he had previously advised her not to speak too formally to him. Therefore, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
The other person, of course, was Ling Yuxuan. Upon seeing Ziyan abruptly stop herself from expressing her gratitude, a wider smile spread across his face. He secretly thought to himself that this girl needed to be reminded repeatedly about certain things for her to remember.
"Silly girl, let's go!" Seeing that Ziyan was still in a daze, Ling Yuxuan quickly wrapped his arms around her slender waist and used his lightness skill to leap onto the top of a tall ancient pine tree.
Then, following the direction of Ziyan's previous home, they teleported along the way. They landed on a branch of the Pine Tree and then on top of a Sophora Tree, making their way toward the Mountain Valley.
After about twenty minutes, they returned to the large Mountain Valley that they hadn't visited in a long time. As soon as they reached the foot of the mountain opposite their home, Ziyan let her Demon Prince down and took his hand, slowly walking toward their home.
At the same time, she deliberately looked toward the cinnamon grove and noticed that it seemed to have expanded several times over, filled with Cinnamon Trees. Ziyan immediately understood that this must be the work of her master Qin Ming and his many subordinates.
Instantly, a warm feeling surged in Ziyan's heart.
In this life, she truly felt happy. Not only did she have loving parents—although her father was no longer with her—she still had two masters who cared for her and had done many things for her. Additionally, there was a future husband who treated her like a treasure. She could genuinely say that she was incredibly fortunate!
The two slowly walked along the path from their memories and soon arrived at the beautiful Riverbank.
However, since it was winter, the rice fields above the Riverbank had long since dried up, and the small lotus pond only had withered stalks remaining. The water in the pond, however, remained a vibrant green.
They continued forward and quickly reached the side of a gently flowing stream. In an instant, Ziyan recalled the scene from when she first met Ling Yuxuan for the second time: at that moment, she was focused on picking Snails and River Clams from the surface of the water. The weather was nice; it was springtime with bright sunshine.
The area around the Riverbank was filled with various wild vegetables and flowers. Just as she fell into the river, she was rescued by her Demonically Charming Man!
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