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After sending off Feng Yinxiao, Yun Kexin hurried back to see Mother, her cousin, and her adoptive father standing together looking at her, feeling puzzled: What happened? Is something wrong?
"Seventh Young Lady, let's go inside," the Yue Clan waved to Yun Kexin with a smile.
"Okay, Auntie," Yun Kexin replied sweetly.
The group entered the residence, walking along the stone-paved corridor. The Mugua Roses blooming in the courtyard released a faint fragrance in the wind. As the autumn breeze blew, petals gently fell and adorned the corridor, filling the air with a serene scent that penetrated the heart.
"Seventh Young Lady, promise Auntie that you won't act recklessly from now on," Yue Clan said with a tight heart.
Just thinking about Yun Kexin going alone with Three Maidservants to Tian Zhuang to catch the culprit made her anxious.
Yun Kexin was taken aback and recalled their earlier conversation, feeling ashamed as she said, "Kexin knows her mistake and won't be so reckless in the future."
"Also, you seem to be quite close to Young Lord?" Yue Clan suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yun Kexin.
There was no questioning or blame in her tone, just a hint of disbelief.
"Not really close," Yun Kexin smiled and replied, "We met by chance and have kept in touch since."
"How did you meet?" Yun Yan asked with interest. "Seventh Sister, ever since we went to Tian Zhuang together last time, I noticed that Young Lord seemed quite familiar with you. He even arranged for three skilled maidservants to protect you; that's impressive."
Yue Clan was astonished: Skilled maidservants protecting Seventh Young Lady?!
Yun Kexin blushed: Where did that come from?
Yun Ke grinned: It must have been in Fan City! He had asked Feng Yinxiao to go to Fan City and look after his sister because he couldn't go himself and only trusted Young Lord. Strangely enough, after they returned, they didn't mention it at all; perhaps they were too distracted by the series of events happening in the residence.
"This all started from Fan City, it's really hard to explain," Yun Kexin chuckled lightly and shook her head. "Auntie, can I find a chance to talk to you about this later? Kexin isn't in the mood right now."
Looking at her daughter, who had blossomed like a beautiful lotus, Yue Clan dispelled the clouds of worry that had been hanging over her heart for days. She smiled, but when she thought of Seventh Young Lady and Feng Yinxiao's interactions, she couldn't help but feel concerned.
"Does Kexin like Young Lord?" Yue Clan asked gently.
This question caught Yun Kexin off guard. She paused, tilted her head, and replied, "Why do you ask this, Auntie? Young Lord is just Kexin's playmate, nothing more."
"That's good. Auntie is worried that Seventh Young Lady might be sad," Yue Clan said with a smile as she gently patted Yun Kexin's head.
Yun Kexin was even more confused: Sad? What does that mean?
Noticing Yun Kexin's bewilderment, Yun Yang carefully chose his words:
"Seventh Young Lady, what your Auntie means is that our Duke of E State Mansion is planning to arrange a marriage with the Duke of Yan's Residence. He wants to betroth Yun Yan to Young Lord, and she is worried that if you also like Young Lord, it might make you sad."
A sudden pang gripped Yun Kexin—a vague feeling of discomfort. But she didn't have time to ponder this feeling. After a brief moment of daze, she smiled and said:
"Father, Auntie, don't worry. I don't have any feelings for Young Lord, he's just a playmate." She then turned to Yun Yan and said, "Fourth Sister, remember at Tong Mansion, the prince invited me to go to the Riding Ground to learn horseback riding with Young Master Tong. I invited Young Lord too; why don't you come along?"
"Is that really okay?" Yun Yan hesitated shyly. "After all, the prince and Young Master Tong didn't invite me."
Yun Kexin laughed: "What's wrong with that? They didn't invite Young Lord either; I just thought it would be less lively without him."
Turning to Yue Ziyun, Yun Yan asked, "Mother, can I go play with Seventh Sister?"
"Of course, staying at home will be boring," Yue Clan replied with a smile. "Have fun with Seventh Sister."
Yun Yan had just accepted Yun Kexin's invitation.
After a few people returned to their respective courtyards, Yun Yang held Yun Kexin's hand under the flowers and trees in the Western Courtyard. He seemed a bit uneasy, wanting to say something but hesitating. He turned to look at her; Yun Kexin was reaching out to pluck a pink Mugua Rose, gently sniffing it under her nose, with a tender smile on her face. Yun Yang noticed that her expression remained as serene and peaceful as ever, showing no signs of sadness or distress, yet he couldn't help but feel heartache.
“Kexin, do you really only see Young Lord as a playmate?” Yun Yang suddenly asked.
“Yes,” Yun Kexin replied, opening her eyes and staring at the Mugua Rose in her palm.
In fact, she was startled by her own calmness: Did she really not care at all?
“However, your father feels that your feelings for Young Lord are more than just ‘playmates,’” Yun Yang couldn't help but voice his doubts directly. “At least you have never been this friendly with Fu Family Heir, always indifferent, avoiding him whenever possible.”
Yun Kexin curled her lips in a cold smile: Why would one not avoid a plague? Would she throw herself into it instead?
“Father, please don’t worry. I truly have nothing for Young Lord,” she said with a smile. “He’s just an additional playmate.”
With great vengeance yet to be fulfilled, how could she have the mood to discuss romantic matters?! Suddenly, sorrow welled up within Yun Kexin.
In her past life, Fourth Sister Yun Yan had been sold due to her involvement, which remained a hidden pain in her heart. In this life, all she hoped for was that her sister could find a good match and live happily and safely.
Seeing that Yun Kexin was “tight-lipped,” Yun Yang realized he wouldn’t get anything out of her.
“As long as Kexin can think positively, that’s good enough. When you grow up a bit more, your father will find you a good husband.”
Yun Kexin smiled: At least now Father would not only see Fu Yihang.
At that moment, someone called from behind: “Master, Seventh Young Lady…”
The two turned around at the same time, and Fu Lianyin walked out from behind the Rockery, with Feng Momo holding Yun Xiao following closely beside her.
With just a few steps left, Yun Xiao struggled to slip out of Feng Momo's arms, laughing as she ran toward Yun Kexin: "Seventh Sister, Seventh Sister..."
Yun Kexin extended her arms to catch her and smiled, "Eighth Younger Sister, slow down."
"Kexin, where have these two gone? I can't see you anywhere," Fu Lianyin said with a hint of probing in her tone, "Even Master won't tell me, leaving your mother worried sick!" She cast a glance at Yun Yang, her eyes filled with grievance and sorrow.
Worried sick? What a joke! Yun Kexin thought sarcastically: It's you who can't be seen! Recently, Fu Lianyin seemed to be busy with something and was often going out, so the two rarely met.
"Nothing much, just walking around," Yun Kexin replied coldly with a smile. "But Mother, why haven't I seen you around lately? I thought you had gone back to your family."
"I was just about to talk to you about that," Fu Lianyin took Yun Kexin's hand and raised an eyebrow, "Come with me... Master, you come too."
Yun Yang didn't know what Fu Lianyin was up to but followed along.
In the corridor, Fu Lianyin had Yun Yang sit on a bench while she held Yun Kexin's hand and examined her closely. With a face full of "maternal tenderness," she looked at the face before her that resembled Yue Ziyun and felt a pang of jealousy: You are just like your mother in your ability to charm others. However, she said insincerely:
"Our Seventh Young Lady is truly growing more beautiful; no wonder she is so well-liked. Even Young Lord admires Kexin. Since returning to the capital, I often hear the servants discussing how Young Lord takes good care of our Seventh Young Lady..."
She had noticed it back in Fan City when the Young Marquis and Yun Kexin were exchanging glances and flirting. After returning to the capital, she saw Feng Yinxiao visiting Duke of E State Mansion again and again. The two even appeared together frequently; how could that not be obvious?!
Yun Kexin sneered: Fu Lianyin was insinuating in front of Yun Yang that she had some "secret relationship" at such a young age—her malicious intent was clear.
"Mother, where did you hear that?" Yun Kexin replied calmly with a smile. "I just clarified with Father that Young Lord is merely one of my playmates; there is nothing more."
"Exactly!" Yun Yang interjected coolly. "Kexin has interactions with Young Master Tong and His Highness as well; the children get along quite well. What's so unusual about having a few playmates?"
Fu Lianyin, however, was neither anxious nor angry; she listened patiently. This made Yun Kexin secretly amazed: What happened to Fu Lianyin? In the past, she would have jumped up at such a situation, but now she was able to sit still!
"It seems that both the master and Kexin still harbor deep grievances against the Consort," Fu Lianyin sniffed, her phoenix eyes momentarily dazed. Her flawless face appeared even more pitiful due to the questioning. She spoke in a sorrowful tone, "Kexin, your mother has come to terms with it. Since you do not like your cousin, then seek another good match. Seeing how attentive the Young Lord is towards you, your mother hopes you seize this opportunity; once this village is gone, there will be no shop left."
Yun Kexin almost laughed out loud. She wondered if Fu Yihang in Fan City would sneeze; even his Aunt was "turning her elbow outward." Who else could he rely on?
Seeing Yun Kexin wearing a "understanding" smile, Fu Lianyin felt pleased inside, but her expression suddenly drooped, showing a face full of sorrow.
"However, I also heard that the Second House is to marry into the Yan Duke's residence, specifically Yun Yan and the Young Lord. Kexin, do not be too upset; blame your mother for being slow and letting someone else get ahead without any warning," she paused slightly, a glint of cunning flashing in her eyes. "But which parent does not think of their own daughter? When faced with such good conditions, who wouldn't want to climb up a bit? Kexin, don't blame your Auntie either."
First, she offered sweet dates, and now she struck her with a stick—was she trying to make her delusional? Hmph, Fu Lianyin, you really care a lot about me, the thorn in your side. I haven't put any Young Lord in my heart; if Fourth Sister can form a good relationship with the Young Lord, that would be their blessing—not something you can 'give up' on. The last sentence was a clear attempt to sow discord; it truly reflected the nature of the Fu Family.
"Mother is overthinking it; I have never worried about this matter," Yun Kexin said with wide, clear eyes and a silly smile. "Kexin is only nine years old; what does a child understand about marriage? Moreover," she retracted her smile and looked at Fu Lianyin's 'concerned' reminder. "Mother, I heard from Uncle that daughters should not overwork themselves or worry too much; otherwise, they will age easily and develop wrinkles, which is not beneficial for childbirth. So please take care of yourself."
Yun Kexin's words were like the sharpest dagger, ruthlessly striking at Fu Lianyin's sore spot and causing her unbearable pain: since returning to the capital from Fan City, Yun Yang had not shared any intimate moments with her again. He had repeatedly refused her advances under the pretext of being busy with affairs, shattering her fantasies time and again. Already filled with pent-up anger, being publicly humiliated by Yun Kexin made her face flush red one moment and pale the next as her chest heaved.
Once she confirmed that her anger had subsided, she gritted her teeth and smiled: "The Seventh Young Lady truly understands better than the Fifth Young Lady; knowing how to care for others. Just for this reason alone, what if your mother runs herself ragged for Kexin? This is exactly what your mother is busy with." Fu Lianyin smiled charmingly yet strangely.
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