Why Won't the Young Master Marry Me?

"Surname Liu?"

Hearing the matchmaker's words, Zhao Huai froze, as though he had realized something.

At that moment, amid the crowd in the courtyard, a delicate young woman stepped forward, pointed at Zhao Huai, and said in surprise:

"Madam, he's the person you told me to wait for?"

"I waited for so long, but I never saw him."

Zhao Huai frowned. "But I did enter the third room."

Now he understood.

He had gone into the wrong room and met the wrong person!

The matchmaker looked at the people before her, cold sweat breaking out on her brow. She hurriedly summoned the young servant nearby and sternly demanded, "Xiao Jiu, what happened? Didn't I say the third room?"

The young servant shrank his neck, fear written across his face as he stammered, "I told them. It really was the third room."

Zhao Huai asked, "The third room on the right?"

"Yes."

The young servant nodded.

Hearing this, the beautiful woman explained.

"At first, I went to the right side. I saw someone was already there, so I went to the left instead."

"So that was it."

Zhao Huai finally understood how this misunderstanding had come about.

Yu Qinghan had taken the spot early, causing him to enter the wrong room.

"Miss Yu, Young Master Zhao, everyone, I truly am sorry. I failed to make proper arrangements."

Worry appeared on the aged matchmaker's face as she hurriedly bowed in apology to Zhao Huai, Yu Qinghan, and the others around them.

"Forget it. After what happened today, it seems I'm not suited to seek a marriage match."

The beautiful woman sighed, then turned and left.

Seeing that the woman did not hold it against her, the matchmaker let out a breath of relief before looking again at Yu Qinghan.

This woman clearly had a far greater background.

The matchmaker hurriedly said, "Miss Yu, I'll arrange another meeting for you immediately."

To her surprise, Yu Qinghan smiled softly and shook her head.

"It's fine. I think Young Master Zhao is a very good person. By a twist of fate, I actually feel that he is more suitable for marriage."

Her words made Zhao Huai pause slightly.

What did she mean, more suitable for marriage? Had she taken a liking to him?

How long had it been? This was far too fast!

"Young Master Zhao, what do you say?"

The matchmaker was equally surprised and immediately asked eagerly.

Miss Yu was also a frequent visitor to the Marriage Agency. Not only was she stunningly beautiful, but she was generous, kind-tempered, well-bred, and had a background to match. She was an ideal marriage prospect.

It was only that her standards were rather high. She had met many men, yet none had suited her fancy.

Who would have thought that this chance mistake would actually bring about a match!

"As long as Young Master Zhao agrees, this marriage can be considered provisionally settled."

The matchmaker added another sentence.

"Well..."

Looking into Yu Qinghan's captivating eyes, Zhao Huai felt deeply conflicted.

If not for the result of the copper coin, he probably would have been unable to stop himself from agreeing, even though they had indeed known each other for only a short time.

"Young Master Zhao, give us a definite answer. Think how heartbroken Miss Yu will be if you keep her waiting." The matchmaker anxiously walked up to Zhao Huai.

Such excellent terms, and you still refused? Was that something a man ought to do?

The matchmaker was like an ant on a hot pan, frantic with anxiety. If she managed to close this deal, the silver she would earn was no small sum!

Zhao Huai sighed softly. "I think Miss Yu and I are still unsuitable for each other."

The moment those words fell, disbelief appeared on the matchmaker's face. Even the young servant beside her was greatly astonished.

"Why?"

Yu Qinghan's expression did not change. She stepped forward and asked with utmost seriousness.

"Why won't you marry me, Young Master?"

Zhao Huai replied calmly, "Miss, you come from a military family. I truly cannot climb so high."

Yu Qinghan said earnestly, "That is not a reason. I already told you that I have long since left my Lineage. I am no longer a young lady of that status."

"But can you guarantee that they will not come looking for you? What I seek is an ordinary, peaceful life. Your way of life runs contrary to mine." Zhao Huai solemnly raised the crucial point.

"I can."

"What I seek is also an ordinary, peaceful life."

Yu Qinghan's eyes were filled with resolve, her tone incomparably certain.

"Miss Yu..."

Hearing her decisive tone, Zhao Huai was moved for a moment.

His heart fell into hesitation once more.

When in doubt, toss a copper coin first.

Unable to think his way to an answer, Zhao Huai ultimately decided to let the copper coin make the choice.

He clenched the copper coin in his hand, and lines of words immediately appeared in his mind.

Fortune and misfortune depend upon each other. Watch and see.

Neither comes without being sought by oneself. The divination signs are myriad, yet all arise from the heart.

Divination Sign One: The general's star shines brilliantly, and the martial path flourishes. Before you lies a marriage proposal. Should you accept it and bring her into your Household as your wife, the guidance you receive is "fortune."

What? It was actually fortune?

Zhao Huai found this extremely strange.

The previous divination result had clearly been "misfortune"!

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Huai suddenly thought of something.

Could it be that this marriage proposal was not the same as the last one? The person he was meant to meet had originally been different from Yu Qinghan, so he had received a different result.

In other words, marrying Yu Qinghan would bring "fortune," while marrying the previous woman would bring "misfortune."

Having learned this result, Zhao Huai finally let out a breath of relief.

At this moment, everyone was waiting for his answer.

Zhao Huai turned his head to meet Yu Qinghan's beautiful eyes and said with utmost seriousness, "Miss Yu, have you truly thought this through?"

"Of course I have."

Hearing Zhao Huai's words, Yu Qinghan seemed to have already known his answer and replied decisively.

"In that case, let us set the wedding for this month."

Seeing that Zhao Huai had finally agreed, the matchmaker looked as though a great burden had been lifted from her shoulders. The stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, and she grinned. "You two should go home and make preparations, then inform the elders in your households. You may marry in three days."

Yu Qinghan and Zhao Huai exchanged another tacit look, then quickly looked away.

"No problem," Zhao Huai replied.

"So do I," Yu Qinghan added.

At that moment, a deep violet sphere of light streaked swiftly through the air and entered Zhao Huai's mind.

The crowd dispersed, and Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan agreed to meet again on their wedding day.

Yu Qinghan, dressed in white, returned to her chamber as well.

After glancing at the maid by the door, Yu Qinghan slowly sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, and asked, "How did it go?"

The tall maid, who had been waiting for some time, respectfully bowed. "Princess, we have found out. This search in Jinzhou was secretly ordered by Prince Qin. He bribed officials of every rank throughout Jinzhou. Not only Jinzhou—many major cities along the coast have conducted searches as well. It seems they are trying to find your whereabouts."

Yu Qinghan's face was frosty, her voice incomparably cold. "My dear brother, in his struggle for power and profit, there is truly nothing he would not do. It has barely been any time, and he has already begun setting his sights on me."

"So, what should we do?"

The tall maid asked for instructions.

"Confuse their hearing and sight. Do not let him disturb my life, and do not let him come to Jinzhou." Yu Qinghan drained her tea in one gulp, her expression calm.

"Yes!"

After receiving her orders, the tall maid asked curiously, "Princess, did you truly tell Young Master Zhao everything?"

Yu Qinghan shook her head. "No. I was afraid he would not be able to accept it, so I altered one or two details of my background. The overall story remained the same. I told him I came from an Aristocratic Clan of military lineage, and only then did he reluctantly accept it."

"It was also to prevent unexpected incidents in the future, so I could smooth things over."

"But why did Your Highness choose him?"

The tall maid's face was full of doubt.

Although the Princess's requirements were not high—she merely wanted to find someone to live out her days with—not one of the many previous candidates had satisfied her.

Yet this one had suddenly worked out.

Yu Qinghan let out a breath. Recalling Zhao Huai's gentle smile, all the coldness on her face faded away. She smiled faintly. "I don't know either. Perhaps we simply caught each other's eye. Being with him, even talking with him, feels truly comfortable."

The tall maid covered her mouth and laughed. "The Princess dares to marry, and Young Master Zhao dares to take her as his wife. You truly are a match made in Heaven."