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"What if I don’t want to get married?"

Qiu Yan’s aversion to marriage stems from never finding soone she connects with.

Her mother, anxious over her growing older, always says her standards are too high, making it hard to find an outstanding son-in-law.

Once, a matchmaker ca proposing she beco a second wife, which angered Qiu Yan so much that she swore she’d never marry.

This infuriated Mrs. Qiu even further.

Mrs. Qiu even said: "You not marrying is a small matter, but you can’t affect the marriage prospects of the other girls in the Qiu Mansion."

Great, it seems not marrying is like a cri.

"Don’t worry, if you haven’t found anyone suitable, it ans the match arranged by Yue Lao hasn’t arrived yet." Xiao Chunyu gently comforted her: "Marriage can be delayed a bit, after all, marrying is a lifelong commitnt, choosing a husband with good character will save you many troubles."

Xiao Chunyu was speaking from experience.

She was married into the Wu family at the tender age of fifteen or sixteen.

Unexpectedly, when the Xiao family faced a sudden change, the Wu family’s true nature was ugly, and just thinking about it made Xiao Chunyu seethe with anger.

"Sister Yu, how did you and the General et, being so in love?"

Qiu Yan was curious as to which direction she should pray for to et a gentleman who reciprocates her feelings.

"We? He saved , and then..."

Chunyu never ntioned that she had saved him before.

She just said that Xia Guangcheng had saved her.

"Wow, your story is so wonderful, a hero saves the beauty, and she pledges herself to him."

"You, watching too many opera scripts,"

Xiao Chunyu laughed heartily: "Such situations in opera scripts are largely fabricated; don’t let them delude you into ruining your life."

In their youth, girls often get enamored by the love stories in operas, falling passionately for penniless scholars, even defying their families to elope.

"In reality, marriage largely considers social equality and familiar background," Chunyu worried she’d be deceived: "What good family boy would coax a girl into eloping? And then portray it as a romantic tale? Since ancient tis, marriage is a matter of parental arrangent and matchmaker involvent, each tradition without exception."

"Sister Yu, I know that, even when watching the opera I think, that poor scholar is really just making things up, and the young lady is truly naïve." Qiu Yan said: "If he is truly devoted, why would he deceive a lady upon eting her; if he is passionate, why stop at just one lady?"

"A poverty-stricken scholar, before achieving academic success, doesn’t even have travel expenses to take exams, let alone support this lady?"

"If he truly loves her, he should strive hard in school, and wait to propose after achieving success, giving the lady the status of a wife." Xiao Chunyu, having experienced it, was realistic: "Imagine a pampered lady, made to farm, weave, cook and clean by him—is that love? Is that affection?"

"True affection wouldn’t let her suffer at all."

And yet, the opera still glorifies the lady’s willing sacrifice, singing praises of the rare and precious love.

You could only say, one foolish, one stupid.

Chunyu was very concerned that Qiu Yan would be misled by such toxic operas.

"Sister Yu, I know, I won’t do such foolish things," Qiu Yan said: "I’m not interested in those poor scholars either, none of them suit my liking, my mother keeps nagging to get married, who am I supposed to marry?"

"I’m the one living my life, I can’t just resolve myself hastily because of their nagging, marrying soone I don’t like, waking up to see him might be a nightmare, right?"

Xiao Chunyu burst into laughter.

This girl, she says exactly what’s on her mind.

What Chunyu worried about, Qiu Yan understood clearly; there was no need to worry.

"What kind of husband are you looking for? I’ll keep an eye out for you, if there’s a suitable one, I’ll tell you, you can secretly observe, and if he’s suitable, I’ll have him send a matchmaker," Xiao Chunyu said: "If you like military n, I can also ask the General if there are any suitable ones around him."

"Sister Yu, I’m no longer fond of military n either."

In earlier years, she found military n on horseback very awe-inspiring.

But later, knowing they might go to war anyti and then...the consequences were unbearable to contemplate.

Of course, Xiao Chunyu being married to a General, there were so things she couldn’t say.

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