A month later.
Wu Rushan was found to be pregnant, much to Bai Jing's delight.
Then she turned to urging Xu Mingxuan to marry again, giving him quite a headache.
Bai Jing asked what sort of woman he liked, but he had no idea how to answer. He could not help recalling idle conversations with his comrades in the army.
"When in doubt, ask Father."
Xu Mingxuan went to seek Xu Chuan's advice, leaving Xu Chuan unsure whether to laugh or cry.
"You're the one getting married. Why ask me? Just find someone you like. Whether she's a commoner or from an aristocratic clan, I have no objection."
"But I don't know what sort I like."
"Don't tell me you want Father to hold a bride selection for you?"
"Could you?"
Xu Chuan promptly slapped him on the forehead. "You wish!"
"If you don't know, arrange a marriage alliance with an aristocratic clan. If our Xu Household made this public now, every aristocratic clan in the County Seat would probably come join the excitement. You'd likely be dizzy from looking at them all."
"Father, stop. Just thinking about it makes my head hurt."
After a while, Xu Mingxuan raised his head and looked at Xu Chuan. "Could I just not marry?"
"I could accept that, but your mother would pester me to death. So, for the sake of giving your father some peace, just do as she wants."
"At worst, treat it as a task to complete."
"That would be far too unfair to the girl."
"This won't do, that won't do—stop bothering me!"
Xu Chuan laughed in exasperation and kicked him straight out of the room. "Get out of my sight."
Xu Mingshu saw this and snickered. "Third Brother, what a sorry sight you are! Father has such a