Yun Huai is highly reputable to Xu Jia, and if he says he will protect her, then he certainly won’t allow her to be criticized.
Being in the position of a separated woman, hearing such words is undeniably moving.
However, Xu Jia is past the age where emotions surpass reason. She quickly cald down and looked toward Yun Huai, "I want to know, why ?"
In this world, there are so many excellent and perfect young ladies. Admirers of Yun Six Lang are nurous beyond count. Why did he choose her?
Xu Jia didn’t believe she had anything particularly attractive enough to draw the highly esteed Yun Six Lang.
Yun Huai’s gaze was calm, "I strive for perfection in my actions, never liking things left unfinished, nor seeing others leave things unfinished. So, please continue with what wasn’t completed back then."
Xu Jia was stunned.
The things left unfinished back then? What things? Seducing him?
To say such shaless words so refreshingly, Yun Huai might indeed be the first person throughout history.
Thinking of this, Xu Jia was choked again, covering her mouth and coughing.
Yun Huai handed her a silk handkerchief.
Xu Jia took it, coughed for a while, then stopped. Her face was slightly flushed, "So, you actually don’t have any feelings for but are uncomfortable as a perfectionist because I didn’t finish that matter, so you sought out for an ending?"
Yun Huai paused for a mont, then slowly began, "In matters of love and romance, this is my first ti. I’m not eloquent. Words of affection were not sothing I intended to say, but since you brought it up, it’s no harm to talk about it."
"Ah?" Xu Jia gave a dazed look.
"Let’s get married. I think you’re quite suitable."
"Ah!" Xu Jia looked astonished.
"Suitable, to the extent that you might be the only one I want." He added.
"Ah..." Xu Jia gasped in amazent.
Yun Huai glanced at her, "I don’t mind if you choose another word."
"No, I need to take it slow." Xu Jia felt it was surreal, taking deep breaths, yet her rational mind repeatedly told her this wasn’t a dream; it was real.
Yun Six Lang, the man as pure and ethereal as an exiled immortal, confessed his feelings to her!
She must have saved humanity in her last life, oh no, in the life before last.
Her heart thudded as if it would leap out of her chest, Xu Jia reached out to soothe her chest.
Yun Huai asked her, "Don’t you have anything to say?"
"I..." Xu Jia hesitated for a mont. Yun Huai had gone this far; if she was to refuse, it would seem overly pretentious, especially since she didn’t dislike him.
"How is it?"
Yun Huai’s elegant fingers caressed the edge of the black glazed teacup, his handso face like a painting, making Xu Jia’s face heat up again.
"Why don’t I give it a try?"
She rarely showed a bit of shyness and bewildernt, saying those words with her head lowered, not daring to look at him.
Having received a satisfactory answer, Yun Huai’s lips slightly curled, and his once calm eyes were touched with a gentle smile.
Xu Jia had always thought she was the most ordinary and plain among the noble ladies of the Capital. If there was anything special about her, it would be her martial arts skills, unlike the other noble ladies. But compared to the Yun Family, her skills were completely inadequate.
So even after agreeing with Yun Huai, Xu Jia still had so doubts in her heart, not understanding what exactly he liked about her.
On a day later when Xu Jia married into Yunxiu Mountain Villa, she learned from her mother-in-law that when Yun Huai was three, he was kidnapped by a girl from the Xue Family, who used him to threaten Erlang. The woman abused little Yun Huai, and during his defense, he accidentally killed the girl. Since then, Yun Huai had a deep aversion toward won, which explained his many years of remaining unmarried.
As for why Yun Huai was attentive to her, Xu Jia thought it might be because she approached him with a purpose in mind, unlike other girls who admired him, hence his dissatisfaction sparked a desire to conquer.
As for the specific answer, Xu Jia thought she might never know. Yun Huai, a man reserved with emotions, even his confession was roundabout. It would be surprising if he could tell her.
...
Returning to the Western Marquis Mansion, Xu Jia realized she had stayed at Yun Huai’s place too long, as it was already ti for lunch.
Mo Xiang ca in with a lunch box, laying out the dishes one by one on the table. Noticing her absent-mindedly sitting on the Arhat Bed, Mo Xiang asked, "Miss, what’s wrong?"
Xu Jia rested her elbow on the kang table, supporting her cheek, "What do you think Yun Liu is like?"
"Well, he’s certainly a god-like person." Just hearing the na "Yun Liu" made Mo Xiang excited, "Not only is he handso, but also capable, with many daughters in Chu Country having their hearts set on him. It’s a pity; however, he shows no interest. While so daughters have affection, the Sixth Son remains indifferent, still not thinking of marriage!"
Xu Jia raised an eyebrow, "Do you think there’s a chance he’s waiting for soone, with feelings for that person?"
Mo Xiang made a sound of discontent, clearly a bit jealous at the idea of Yun Huai possibly liking soone, "If there is, she must be a celestial being, for soone like Sixth Son is no ordinary match. Even the Capital City’s most beautiful girl would be far away from being suitable."
Xu Jia’s mouth slightly twitched, "Could it be he doesn’t prefer a celestial being, but likes an ordinary person instead?"
"To earn Sixth Son’s favor, what kind of special ordinary person must that be?" Mo Xiang pouted, "Oh, Miss, don’t dwell on it. The food is about to get cold."
Xu Jia glanced over at the dishes on the table, "You can have it. I’m not hungry today."
Mo Xiang asked, "Did Miss eat at Master Yun’s place?"
"Sort of!" Xu Jia nodded, though she ate nothing. Just that her heart was racing, still seemingly caught up in Yun Huai’s words.
In her past and present lives, this was her first ti formally confronting matters of romance. Although she was only trying to accept Yun Huai now, there was an indescribable feeling as if rely thinking of him made als unnecessary.
Mo Xiang was just a maid, unable to truly dare sit down and eat alone. She still served Xu Jia a bowl of lotus root and pork rib soup.
...
In the evening, Mrs. Xu sent for Xu Jia to visit her in her courtyard.
Upon entering, she saw her mother with a heavy expression. Xu Jia asked, "Mother, what’s wrong?"
Mrs. Xu looked at her daughter and sighed, "Jiajia, I’m afraid this marriage won’t happen."
Naturally, it won’t.
Xu Jia thought to herself. That Second Young Master Li, although a scholar, was terrifyingly self-centered and liked to impose his views on others. He decided what things should be and left no room for explanations from others. Such a person was not soone she wanted to marry.
Even though she thought so inwardly, Xu Jia still showed an appropriate amount of surprise, "It was only yesterday they said after the national mourning, the Li Family would approach with a proposal. Why isn’t it happening today?"
Mrs. Xu sighed, "Unfortunately, Second Young Master Li’s maternal grandmother passed away. Being filial, he said he would mourn her for three years. He’s a man; getting married after two or three years isn’t an issue, but you can’t afford the delay. If this drags on, you’ll be too old to get married."
Xu Jia’s eyes flashed briefly.
She thought Li Yu might spread rumors about her and Yun Huai, but unexpectedly, he used his grandmother’s death to shirk the marriage, proving he wasn’t completely despicable.
In fact, Li Yu would have loved to tell his family all about Xu Jia’s faults. But he had always, both at ho and outside, presented himself as cultured and elegant. Gossiping about soone behind their back would certainly tarnish his reputation among household servants and classmates, which is akin to enjoying a brief satisfaction while ruining his reputation.
Therefore, considering his future career, Li Yu refrained from disclosing anything about Xu Jia, although he internally despised her.
Whether divorced or abandoned, such won are unwanted by their forr husbands.
No other man wants them, so what good could they be? Even offered to him, he wouldn’t accept!
...
The fifty-four-day national mourning finally ended.
On the day mourning was lifted, Yun Huai went to the Imperial Palace.
Although he only held a nominal position in the Ministry of Works, he had the freedom to enter the palace. Hence, it didn’t take long for him to see Zhao Xi after entering the Imperial City.
Having eaten a vegetarian diet for fifty-four days and constantly worrying about the deploynt of troops to the Northern Border and Su Qing’s relocation to the Western Border, Zhao Xi had visibly lost weight. He looked at Yun Huai standing before him, "Has Master Yun co to bid farewell?"
Yun Huai smiled faintly, "Your Majesty sees clearly; I am impressed."
Zhao Xi asked him, "Have you succeeded in your conquest?"
Yun Huai nodded, "It’s almost done. Now just waiting to bring her ho."
Even if he were foolish, Zhao Xi could guess who Yun Huai was referring to, though not know who exactly. After his surprise, Zhao Xi smiled, "Then it seems I should congratulate Master Yun in advance."
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