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In the carriage, Liu Qingyan and Yang Yichen sat on either side, with a steaming pot of Clear Tea on the Tea Table between them. The refreshing aroma of the tea wafted into their noses, its fragrance elegant and soothing.
Liu Qingyan had shed his youthful demeanor, now exuding a sense of maturity. He was no longer as chatty as before; it seemed that studying truly could change a person quickly, and a new learning environment accelerated that process.
"Yan, you must have heard about the recent matters in the Court. The country is currently in need of talent, and I suspect there will be significant movements next year. You’re still young; why not take a chance and gain some experience?"
Liu Qingyan nodded seriously, "I’ll listen to Brother Yang." In truth, he had the same intention.
Having studied for several years now, the local Master no longer had the ability to teach him. Coming to the capital and entering Anlu Academy made him realize how limited his previous knowledge had been.
Here, there were arranged courses in calligraphy and painting, music, chess, Mounted Archery, and more.
Aside from the Four Books and Five Classics, he felt he had no advantage in other subjects; he felt like a fool. Therefore, this month he was putting all his effort into improving in those areas while continuing his studies.
"In half a month, it will be New Year’s. You should take some time to rest at home," Yang Yichen said like an older brother.
Unlike those parents who clung to their children’s hands and incessantly asked about exam results, he and Liu Qingxi gave Liu Qingyan absolute freedom.
As they chatted casually, they had already returned home.
In the evening, at the dining table,
Liu Qingxi and Liu Qingyan sat on one side while the Wen Family and Yang Yichen sat opposite them. The four of them did not adhere to the usual customs of silence during meals; instead, they enjoyed sharing their experiences at the table to strengthen their bonds.
After dinner, the maidservant brought out digestive tea as they discussed recent events in their lives.
At that moment, Yang Yichen suddenly gulped down a large cup of tea, cleared his throat with a couple of light coughs, and said, "Mother, Qingxi, Yan, I have something to tell you."
What??? The three of them looked at him with puzzled expressions.
"Mother, get ready! I want to marry Qingxi as soon as possible!"
Marriage! What a beautiful word; he could finally come out in the open.
Although the Wen Family didn't know Yang Yichen's specific plans, they could tell from his frequent court appearances and occasional late nights that he was hiding something from them.
Aside from their concerns for his safety, they didn't pry too much.
Previously, because Yang Yichen had been delaying with unavoidable reasons, the Wen Family had stopped urging him. Now, suddenly hearing this news from Yang Yichen was surprising.
The Wen Family stood there in shock, staring blankly, eyes wide open. After ten seconds, she suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, really? This time you're not joking?"
Yang Yichen: "......" What could he possibly lie to her about regarding marriage? Seriously.
"Good, good! This child has finally come to his senses. If it were up to me, you should have married long ago. You two were so stubborn about it; nothing would work. Hehehe, well then, Ming Wo can start preparing."
She began to list all the things needed for the wedding: new bedding and blankets, new cabinets, a new bed. In addition, they needed to find a master to calculate an auspicious date and prepare the betrothal gifts.
He hadn't realized how much there was to do until he thought about it; it was indeed quite a lot.
As for Liu Qingxi, upon hearing this news, she raised an eyebrow at Yang Yichen: "What's going on? Sudden change of heart?"
Yang Yichen understood immediately and gave her a mysterious look: "I'll tell you quietly later."
"Mother, the New Year is coming soon; let's arrange the wedding for after the holiday!" He still wanted to prepare a surprise for Liu Qingxi.
Wen Family was naturally unified, and with only half a month left in the year, there was no time to waste.
However, with Yang Yichen's assurance, her mood improved significantly. She was cheerful from morning till night, her joy evident in her eyes and smile.
She often murmured in front of Liu Qingxi, "Oh, after waiting all these years, I finally get you as my daughter-in-law. You should have a few chubby babies, and I'll take care of them at home."
Thinking about those soft, plump, and adorable grandchildren made her so excited that she couldn't stop herself; only by keeping busy could she avoid going crazy thinking about them.
Of course, that was a matter for later.
Meanwhile, in Liu Qingxi's bedroom, someone had come over again with persistence: "Wife, wife!"
Lying on the bed while hugging Liu Qingxi, he playfully acted spoiled, his hands restless. This prompted Liu Qingxi to swat his hand away: "Behave and go to sleep!"
"Oh!" His tone carried an unspoken sense of disappointment, but he appeared like a well-behaved child.
This immediately amused Liu Qingxi: "Enough already! Hurry up and tell me what’s going on?"
"The potential danger has been temporarily resolved; you can safely embrace your beauty now!"
Although it wasn't entirely clear, Liu Qingxi understood the gist of it. Since Yang Yichen had a special identity before, she hadn't pressed for details. Besides, she wasn't in a hurry to get married.
However, hearing Yang Yichen speak like this now, with his gentle voice ringing in her ears, it was impossible not to feel happy. She teased him back: "What? Do you want every beauty out there?"
"Of course not! You are the most beautiful in my heart!"
In the darkness, Liu Qingxi felt her cheeks flush lightly at his words. This sweet confession brightened her mood immensely.
"Thick-skinned, and yet not even married." The girl, after all, was shy, feeling embarrassed by Yang Yichen's boldness.
Little did she know, he seemed addicted, showering her with sweet words as if they cost nothing.
"She is still my wife; who else do you think you can marry?"
"Hmph, whoever you fancy, I'll tear them apart. You are mine."
"In this lifetime, I have set my sights on you, transcending past lives and this life; our fate is unbreakable."
Yang Yichen's confession and jealous expression brought joy to Liu Qingxi, filling her heart with warmth and the feeling of being cherished completely.
Having walked together with Yang Yichen for four years, experiencing great trials side by side, their love had long been etched into each other's very bones.
The next day, after enjoying enough intimate moments, even though they hadn't gone all the way, it was enough to leave him feeling triumphant.
In the Golden Throne Hall, the emperor had yet to arrive. Ministers gathered in small groups whispering to each other. Beside Yang Yichen, a young man in his twenties wore a mysterious smile and leaned in close to whisper in his ear, "What were you up to last night?"
Yang Yichen shot him a glance of disdain and remained silent. Ning Hong, this friend of his, was far too gossipy. Was it really appropriate for a man five years older than him to behave like this? Didn't he realize he was acting like a woman?
However, the other party couldn't hear his inner thoughts. Seeing Yang Yichen's silence only fueled his determination to extract important information: "You look so pleased with yourself; don't think I can't see through it."
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