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Fu Yihang suddenly turned around, staring blankly at Fu Lianyin, and said angrily:
"How is that possible?" Although Fu Yihang was quite arrogant, he maintained a sense of reason. "The drawing lots and the final choice were all conducted in front of the Yun Clan. There was no way to 'cheat'..." After a brief pause, recalling the events of the previous day, he weakly added, "Feng Yinxiao was even the last one to choose—Aunt witnessed it herself. It was my misfortune not to marry Cousin Kexin."
"Hang Er, don't belittle yourself," Wang Ling said, displeased with her precious Son's self-deprecating words. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she coldly remarked, "Think about our esteemed Han Wangfu. How many noble ladies have come to propose? None of them are inferior to Seventh Sister. Hang Er, you shouldn't be so stubborn."
"I'm not belittling myself, nor am I being stubborn," Fu Yihang sat down in a chair and said blankly. "I'm just unwilling to accept it. I don't understand what makes me less than Feng Yinxiao. There are many noble ladies, but there is only one Cousin Kexin."
"See? You're still being stubborn," Wang Ling shot him a glance, snorting in disbelief. "I really don't understand what’s so great about Seventh Sister that makes you act this way. Don't forget what your father once said about not wanting to marry into the Second House."
"Exactly, Yi Hang, Aunt advises you not to think too highly of Yun Kexin," Fu Lianyin said, her anger flaring at the thought of the 'suffering' endured over the past decade. Her beautiful face flushed with indignation. "In the ten years since I was adopted into the Third House, how have I wronged her? Yet in the end, she has caused unrest in the Third House, and made Master drift further away from me—she's nothing but a White-eyed Wolf."
"Isn't that right?" Hearing his aunt's words, Wang Ling recalled her son's relationship with their family and angrily chimed in, "This Seventh Sister has that ability; she not only sowed discord between your aunt and uncle but also disturbed the peace of Han Wangfu. Hang Er, let me tell you, I truly can't deal with such a daughter-in-law."
"I haven't forgotten my father's warning," Fu Yihang ignored his mother and aunt's conspiratorial remarks about Yun Kexin, saying coldly, "I'm just unwilling to accept it. Now that Cousin Kexin Marriage is settled, it's a done deal. There's no need for mother and Aunt to say anything more..."
"What about your marriage?" Wang Ling asked impatiently.
"Let my father and mother decide," Fu Yihang said dejectedly with a hint of sarcasm. "It doesn't matter who I marry as long as it's not Yun Kexin. I'm leaving."
With that, he waved his sleeve and left.
"You!" Wang Ling was so angry she trembled, pointing at Fu Yihang's retreating figure and cursing him as an "ungrateful son."
"Sister-in-law, don't be upset," Fu Lianyin timely took hold of Wang Ling's arm and said affectionately, "Yi Hang is still young and spends all his time at home with few encounters with women. Once he meets more beautiful women, he'll naturally forget about Yun Kexin completely."
"I understand him too," Wang Ling said angrily, frustrated by his disobedience and unfilial behavior. "It's just hard to bear that he would show such disrespect to his mother for the sake of a mere woman."
"That's why I say that Yi Hang is still too young," Fu Lianyin replied. "As he matures, he'll understand the good intentions of his elder brother and you as his sister-in-law, and he may even regret his actions today."
"Well, well, at least now that Seventh Sister is about to be promised to someone else, she won't be able to charm our Hang Er anymore," Wang Ling took out a handkerchief to dab at her eyes and said spitefully. "Let her use her 'seductive' skills on the Duke of Yan's Residence. It would be best if her in-laws cast her aside; let's see if she has any face left to meet anyone afterward."
Fu Lianyin unexpectedly revealed a sharp tongue beneath her usual calm and elegant demeanor, leaving one to wonder if she had ever spoken so harshly about herself in private.
However, the Fu Family did not show their hidden disdain on their faces. They continued to feign "understanding" and "sympathy," joining Wang Ling in their ongoing mockery of Second House and Yun Kexin, until Han Wang returned home.
Since reaching maturity, Yun Kexin had remained indoors, strictly adhering to etiquette, learning needlework and embroidery, rarely stepping outside. She would occasionally visit First House and Second House, and also see her grandmother. After hearing Cloud City's explanation, Zhou no longer held resentment towards Seventh Young Lady, even feeling grateful that Yun Kexin's "accidental" actions had eased the longstanding tension between Consort Xiang and Cloud City. Her only wish was to see her son marry in her lifetime.
Due to Yun Kexin's seclusion, Feng Yinxiao could only express his longing through letters, which were delivered by Shanling, Shining, and Shan Yue. Today brought another letter.
"Sister, the Young Lord's letter has arrived," Shan Yue teased, waving the letter in front of Yun Kexin.
Looking up from her embroidery, Yun Kexin smiled brightly: "Shan Yue, give it to me, stop teasing!"
"At your command!" Shan Yue laughed as she placed the letter before Yun Kexin. "Sister, hurry and open it." Without hesitation, Yun Kexin set aside her needlework, her face slightly flushed as she took the letter to the bedside to open it.
"Seventh Sister, what did the Young Lord write?" the quick-witted Shining asked with a grin.
"Shining, that's love poetry from the Young Lord to Sister," Shanling interjected with a playful glare. "How could you listen in?"
Shining stuck out her tongue and said, "But there are only the four of us here. Besides, Sister has told us about it before, right?"
The three maids could not read, but the neat and graceful handwriting on the letter was indeed pleasing to their eyes, stirring feelings of envy within them.
After reading the letter several times, Yun Kexin finally looked up with a gentle smile:
"There's nothing much; the Young Lord just informed me that the Crown Prince will marry Nalan Lan Princess in three days. Unfortunately, I cannot go out now that I have come of age; otherwise, I could have accompanied him."
"Is that all?" Shan Yue asked in surprise, glancing at the thick stack of papers in Yun Kexin's hand.
The beautiful blush spread across Yun Kexin's cheeks as she lowered her gaze and continued:
"There’s more. He wrote me many letters during his three years on the battlefield but didn’t send them for fear of losing them on the way. He wants to read each one to me after he marries me."
Shanling, Shining, and Shan Yue instantly lit up with disbelief on their youthful faces.
“Seventh Sister, you, you are so happy,” Shanling exclaimed.
“I really envy you all,” Shan Yue said, her big round eyes fixed on Yun Kexin, smiling slightly.
Yun Kexin remained silent, as her heart was filled to the brim with immense happiness. She suddenly felt that rebirth did not solely mean schemes and dangers; it could also bring a completely renewed emotional journey and a happy life. So, should she cherish this late-found happiness?
Just as she was lost in thought, a voice suddenly called from outside, “The Crown Prince has arrived—!”
Yun Kexin was taken aback. Just as she reacted to stand up, Qin Ke appeared at the door of the room, much to the astonishment of the three maidservants.
“What’s wrong? Am I not welcome?” Qin Ke teased, looking at Yun Kexin, who was frozen by the bed.
“No, no, Crown Prince, please come in!” Yun Kexin hurriedly gestured for him to enter and instructed the three maidservants, “Shanling, prepare a seat for the Crown Prince. Shining and Shan Yue, go get some snacks, fruits, and pastries.”
“Don’t rush!” The Crown Prince sat down at the table and then instructed the three maidservants, “I came to see Seventh Sister for an important matter. I’ll leave right after.”
Yun Kexin nodded slightly, signaling Shanling and the others to follow the Crown Prince's instructions. The three maidservants stepped out of the threshold and stood guard at the door.
“Yun Kexin, my wedding is approaching, so… I suddenly wanted to see you before it,” the Crown Prince said.
“In response to Your Highness, Young Lord has informed me of this matter. I wish you congratulations,” Yun Kexin replied with a nod. “There’s nothing to congratulate about,” the Crown Prince scoffed. “I’m not marrying my true love; they are all representatives of certain forces. What happiness can there be?!”
“Your Highness!” Yun Kexin was startled, not expecting Qin Ke to speak so openly. “You must not say such things to me…”
“What? Are you scared?” A hint of mockery crossed Qin Ke's stern face as he lazily continued, “It seems I came to the wrong place; I thought only Seventh Sister could understand my ‘heartfelt words.’”
“No, Your Highness,” Yun Kexin felt anxious inside but maintained her calm demeanor. “I am very willing to listen to your words, but I also know that ‘walls have ears.’ I fear these words may bring you unnecessary trouble.”
“Yun Kexin, do you care about me?” Qin Ke gazed at Yun Kexin with some emotion.
"I..." Yun Kexin dodged, nodding her head and lowering her gaze, softly saying, "I have never been able to personally say 'thank you' to His Highness until now—"
Qin Ke's smile that had just risen fell again as he noticed Yun Kexin's awkwardness. He quickly waved his hand and said, "No need for that, Yun Kexin. I came today to give you something."
Only then did Yun Kexin look up at the Crown Prince. Just as she was about to politely decline, she saw the object in his outstretched hand—it was her father's relic—the Colorful Ribbon Dragon Sparrow Ring Blade!
"Your Highness, didn't the Young Lord say this item was to be passed on to you? How come..."
Faced with Yun Kexin's astonishment and confusion, Qin Ke remained calm and serious as he said, "Yun Kexin, didn't I tell you that my wedding is approaching and that I am not marrying a good person? Therefore, it is unsafe for such a precious item to be with me." He paused slightly, gazing deeply into Yun Kexin's lively eyes, and continued with reluctance, "I fear that if someone sees it, it may lead to unnecessary gossip or even bring trouble to Seventh Sister. Thus, I have decided to return it to you." Seeing Yun Kexin seemed inclined to persuade him otherwise, he quickly added, "Yun Kexin, it's rare for me to have a valuable item that belongs to you. I truly hate to do this, but it must be done!"
"But this gift was a careful decision made between me and the Young Lord," Yun Kexin also looked directly at the Crown Prince, her words sincere and firm. "How can it be taken back? It cannot!"
"Yun Kexin, accept it. I appreciate your intentions," the Crown Prince said lightly with a smile. "Or perhaps, since your marriage is approaching, consider this as my wedding gift to you?"
With that, Qin Ke disregarded Yun Kexin's hesitation and placed the exquisite ornament into her palm. The Dragon Sparrow Ring Blade reflected dazzling light under the morning sun, mirroring Yun Kexin's crystal-clear and moist eyes...
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