I had to memorize a semester's worth of English vocabulary in two weeks—painful! I could only keep suffering like this!
Enough of that, time to write the novel. Mm!
This winter was exceptionally cold. These past few days, even the bustling capital had been especially deserted early in the morning, with only a few vendors preparing for the coming morning market.
But today was destined not to be quiet, because a large, lavish, extravagant betrothal procession was moving through the streets, gongs and drums sounding all around. One look at the enormous embroidered banner bearing the character "Li" at its front would tell anyone whose family could be so overbearing—and no one would wonder why they had the right to be so overbearing.
Even when the Emperor married an Empress, he only had five hundred Imperial Guards. Yet the future Li Family Head had brought five hundred servants just for a marriage proposal—and this was only the proposal, not the actual wedding. One could imagine just how powerful the Li Family was. But no one noticed that another small group of a dozen or so people was heading in the same direction as the five-hundred-man procession, merely walking ahead of them.
Who would have thought that this small group of a dozen or so people had also come to propose marriage?
Li Tianxiang was extremely happy and excited today, because after today, his Rou would be destined to become his wife. He had waited more than ten years for this day, and it was finally about to come true. Although the Patriarch had told him last night that a young man would come to disrupt this proposal, the Patriarch himself had come today. With the Patriarch here, what did he have to fear?
It was only that the Patriarch