Chancellor Sang's face turned ashen, but then he thought that his son was twenty-six years old and still didn't want to get married. Maybe he was a homosexual before but was too embarrassed to admit it. Now he had the perfect opportunity to be a homosexual openly and honestly, and to be the son-in-law of a marquis who held great military power.
Actually, the marriage between the two families might not be a bad thing. He also knew some inside information: the young master was actually a prince, and the emperor was watching him closely.
So be it. He still has several sons. Even if one of them is gay, the family line won't end. Let him be.
Thinking of this, Chancellor Sang pretended to be angry, snorted coldly, and left the scene with a flick of his sleeve.
But after calming down, the Marquis suddenly couldn't stand Sang Ruoying. Why did this guy have to let his youngest son carve a jade pendant for him?! His youngest son was born into a noble family, were his hands used to curry favor with that guy?!
How come you accepted it so easily now, after all the righteous refusal you made back then?!
Sang Ruoying horseback, did not go to the Ministry of Revenue after court. Instead, he brought some novel foreign gadgets to my courtyard. He didn't use the main gate; he climbed over the wall to get in!
I froze for a second, then exclaimed in surprise, "What brings you here?!"
This was the first time anyone had ever come to see him like this; it was truly novel.
"I'll bring you some pastries and trinkets to play with. The Marquis and my father had a fight today and couldn't use the main gate. You don't need to deliver lunch; take a rest." After giving me these instructions, Sang Ruoying patted my head and then ran off to climb over the wall before the alarmed guards arrived.
I stood there, clutching the package, dumbfounded, my face disheveled in the wind.
" Dongzhu... Is this Lord Sang himself?"
"Yes, young master, that's for sure. It's because Lord Sang also likes you very much that he risked being beaten by the guards of the Marquis's mansion to come in." Dongzhu was as happy as if she had bumped into someone, even happier than the person in question.
"You wouldn't believe it, but the guards in our Marquis's residence are all top-notch! Even I trained for three years before I came to take care of you."
I stared in disbelief at Dongzhu's small frame, and as he rolled up his sleeves to show me his arm muscles, I finally understood what a "muscle Barbie" really meant.
What does it mean to have a youthful face and a strong physique?
What does it mean to look slimmer in clothes?
"Did you mention this to me before?" I picked up the shattered amnesiac persona again and tried to patch it up.
"Hehe, seeing that you weren't interested, we didn't ask, so we didn't dare to speak either... Now you're much more cheerful than before, and you've become more talkative. You don't get angry when we initiate conversation."
You used to go for weeks without saying a word, communicating with us only through eye contact.
Me: "..."Is that how it is?
The young master who transmigrated into my body must be feeling terrible, right? Especially Qin Fang, who keeps calling me if I don't pay attention.
Of those people, only Ling Zhenyang relatively quiet, but even he would get angry if he didn't see me.
Finally, there's An Xinian. This guy is a bit narcissistic and a bit paranoid, but he's good at reading people, so he probably won't harass the young master too much...
But the thought of the young master being forced to interact with people in modern times makes me chuckle. I hope he can integrate well into modern society.
"Young master, aren't you going to take a look at what's inside this package?"
"Look."
I tucked it into Dongzhu's arms, saying, "Open it for me."
Dongzhu took the task, placed it on the table, and opened the black package with gold patterns. Inside was a box of pastries and some foreign gadgets.
"Agate long cup, auspicious beast and grape mirror, glass lamp... no wonder it's so heavy."
That guy carried all that stuff over the wall, wasn't he afraid it would break?
It's so heavy, such a heavy sense of guilt!
"Is Lord Sang pitying me?" I'd rather it were! But if Sang Ruoying really marries me, would I still dare to look at handsome men?
Although Sang Ruoying is very good to me, it's obvious without even thinking that she has a very strong personality.
"Young Master, it seems Lord Sang has been moved by your sincerity!"
I'm speechless. What sincerity could I possibly have? The meals were prepared by the head chef of the manor, and when delivering them, I either rode in a carriage or a sedan chair, hardly ever walking. The only thing I put effort into was that jade pendant; finding a suitable tool wasn't easy.
And the carving... perhaps in my teacher's eyes, these are all junk.
But I was surprised that someone as discerning as Sang Ruoying would wear it.
"Keep all these things in the bedroom. They're no use in the storeroom anyway. Use the agate cups for grapes, and the glass lamps."
Throwing it away won't work, but sending it back doesn't seem to fit the image I like about him.
These past few days, Sang Ruoying become a frequent visitor to my yard; he's practically left marks on my walls from climbing over them.
"Sir, are you not allowed to use the main gate? Or is it that my father is still angry?"
"Get over the wall faster." Sang Ruoying was clearly a rigid and harsh person, but now her face always seemed to say "unconventional."
"I promised to take you for a walk every day, but I only had time in the evenings. Now I'm here to keep my promise."
Me: "..." Who even remembers taking a walk anymore!
"Hehe, you're so kind, sir."
"This is the young master's request, and I dare not disobey." Sang Ruoying said, pulling me into his arms. "Let's go for a walk, or it'll start snowing soon."
Yes, it's still winter, but we're getting ready for the New Year...
He skillfully picked me up, and I could only hold onto his neck, looking at the scenery in the courtyard.
He came to a pavilion in the courtyard, sat on the railing, and placed me on his lap. "Stone bench, it's cool, sit on my lap."
Me: "..." I suspect you're using your position for personal gain.
"Still not saying anything? Oh, by the way, I have something important to tell you: I've agreed to the Marquis's proposal to marry you."
"Why?!" I turned my head in shock to look at his face, which was very close.
"The Marquis said that if I'm unwilling, someone else must take my place. I don't trust anyone else you find, so leave the matter of the marriage to me." As he spoke, he straightened my head and whispered, "Don't even think about kissing me before we're married."
Me: "..." Holy crap, who was thinking about this?!
"Why are you so surprised? Did you find someone else? Young master, don't tell me you're playing me. You even gave me a token of love."
"Is that gentleman fond of me, or does he pity me, that he went to such lengths? I only asked to take a walk."
"You walked all the way to the Ministry of Revenue to bring me food, and even stayed up all night carving a jade pendant for me. I understand your intentions." Sang Ruoying me in her arms, her tone tinged with coldness, as if to say: If you dare to play me, you're as good as dead!
See? This is the consequence of messing with honest people!
I was crying my heart out.
"And you asked me if I pity you? No, there are too many people in the world who deserve sympathy and pity. How could I possibly pity them all?" Sang Ruoying trapped me as I tried to stand up and escape, laughing as she spoke, "Whether I love you or not, I don't know, but I have a good impression of you and don't want anyone else to become your husband."
I struggled to stand up, but I had no strength. He just held me gently, and I couldn't move. My ears were filled with his sincere yet forceful words, and I didn't dare to say that I was joking at the time.
If you ask me whether I like Sang Ruoying, I can tell I have a little bit of affection for her, but it's not to the point of marriage yet!
"But my health may never be fully recovered, and I might leave you a widow in the future. Perhaps..."
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of that."
He hugged me tightly, and I suddenly understood what karma meant.