The winter plum trees put forth green, and the plum rains fell thick and fast.
Several months passed in the blink of an eye. The woman in the white dress had yet to wake, and the matchmaker once again stepped into Su Jingyan's home.
"Jingyan, look, another year has gone by." Making herself at home, the matchmaker found a chair in Su Mo's house and sat down. Waving the handkerchief in her hand, she looked at Su Jingyan and said:
"Perhaps you needn't observe three full years of mourning? Two years should be enough..."
"A girl from a good family can't wait for you forever, can she?"
Su Jingyan gave a bitter laugh. He did not know why, but deep down, he resisted marrying so soon, and resisted marrying someone he did not know even more.
Seeming to notice his reluctance, the matchmaker's eyes shifted, and she sighed.
"Look at you. You passed the provincial examination with distinction, yet you refused to take the Spring Examination, missing your chance to have your name inscribed on the Golden Ranking."
"Your departed parents surely wouldn't want that, down beneath the nine springs. If you still refuse to marry, how can you expect your parents, both gone from this world, to rest easy...?"
Su Jingyan fell silent for a long time, then sighed.
Though it was still early, for some reason, he no longer knew how to refute the matchmaker.
Just as he was about to speak, two coughs came from the inner room of Su Mo's house.
The woman in the white dress walked out, her face pale, and looked dazedly at Su Jingyan...
Her long, jet-black hair spilled down her back like a waterfall. With delicate brows and phoenix eyes like a pool of clear water, she had a slender figure