Chapter 849: Chapter 359: Proposal (Part 2)
The weather cleared up, and it was warm. Yueyao pulled Xiang Wei out of the yard. The roadside was filled with tender green grass sprouting from the ground.
Yueyao softly recited, “In the second or third month of spring, the grass is the sa color as the water.”
Xiang Wei rolled her eyes at Yueyao, “You still won’t admit you’ve gone crazy with poetry.” The constant recitation was wearing Xiang Wei a bit thin.
Yueyao chuckled softly, “The teacher said that if you can morize all those poems and recite them backwards, even if you can’t create poetry, you can still recite it.” Although this thod is a bit cumberso, being diligent has its benefits, laying a good foundation. Yueyao feels that after more than a year, she has gained so insight into composing poems.
Xiang Wei ignored Yueyao and went to check on her callias. Sadly, almost all of the callias had withered: “Miss, I quite like that callia painting of yours. Will you gift it to ? I’ll hang it in my room once I’m back.” Xiang Wei had wanted that painting for a while but knew Yueyao was quite stingy, never giving away her finished paintings. Xiang Wei felt the ti was ripe to ask now.
In fact, Yueyao also really liked the painting, but Xiang Wei had been by her side for so many years and it was the first ti she had asked. Yueyao couldn’t refuse, “If you like it, I’ll give it to you.”
Xiang Wei looked dubious, “Since when did the Miss beco so easygoing?” Her quick agreent made her think there must be sothing wrong.
Yueyao didn’t respond to her.
Xiang Wei giggled and went forward to pinch off the only red callia blossom that was blooming beautifully, then placed it in Yueyao’s hair bun, “So pretty.”
Ma Yuan arrived at Zhaohua Temple only at night, initially intending to find Yueyao right away. But upon reflection, he felt it was improper. If the Miss heard the Old Master was gravely ill, she would definitely rush down the mountain imdiately. Running downhill in the dark was extrely dangerous. After considering all options, Ma Yuan decided it was safer to inform Yueyao in the morning. That night, the group stayed overnight at the temple.
Luo Shao learned that night that Ma Chengteng had already agreed to the marriage proposal and stated that a matchmaker would be sent in two days. Luo Shao was sowhat surprised, “I didn’t expect he would decide.”
Madam Ping could understand why Ma Chengteng agreed, “After last year’s incident, Yueyao’s marriage prospects beca difficult. Now Yueyao is seventeen years old, and Heyue’s current circumstances are quite good. Lord Ma is certainly worried about missing this opportunity, so he agreed. Madam Ping thinks Ma Chengteng hadn’t made a decision before because nothing had particularly satisfied him, plus he felt Yueyao was still young, leaving room for selection, so he naturally let Yueyao choose. But now things aren’t looking good, and having t a good opportunity, as her uncle, he naturally can’t let Yueyao act recklessly.”
Luo Shao laughed and said, “This ans the Fourth Prince did a good deed. If it weren’t for the Fourth Prince’s involvent, the situation wouldn’t have gone so smoothly, at least not this quickly.”
Early the next morning, Ma Yuan told Yueyao that Ma Chengteng was gravely ill and wanted to see her.
Yueyao was shocked and panicked, “Quickly, quickly, I need to go back.” She didn’t bother to pack her things, only wanting to return as soon as possible.
Xiang Wei watched Ma Yuan’s expression and the faces of the followers, a thought occurred to her, and she said to Ma Yuan, “Chief Steward, please quickly prepare the carriage, we’ll leave now.”
Yueyao didn’t want to wait for the carriage; she only cared about rushing down the mountain. Xiang Wei, seeing her eagerness, reluctantly said, “Miss, if you’re going down the mountain, you should wear your big coat.” Xiang Wei, half dragging and half pulling, managed to get Yueyao back inside.
Yueyao was truly angry this ti, “At a ti like this, can’t you help grab my clothes!” She needed to hurry back to the Capital City, unwilling to delay even a minute longer.
Xiang Wei glanced at Yueyao, “If Lord Ma were really gravely ill, do you think the Chief Steward would co to fetch you? Furthermore, you haven’t noticed the servants’ faces aren’t mournful? Also, people from the Marquis’ household ca a few days ago and didn’t say Lord Ma was ill. How could he suddenly be gravely ill in just two days? It’s impossible.” These inconsistencies made Xiang Wei fairly certain that Ma Chengteng was perfectly fine.
Yueyao’s expression imdiately turned ugly, “Are you saying it wasn’t uncle who sent Ma Yuan to fetch , but soone instructed him?”
Xiang Wei felt Yueyao was being overly suspicious, interpreting everything as a kidnapping attempt, “Unlikely. If soone instructed Ma Yuan to fetch you, he wouldn’t be so calm, and the people he brought are all household servants from the Marquis’ household, with no signs of concern on their faces.”
Yueyao couldn’t tell what was really going on, “No matter what, we should hurry down the mountain. Xi Yu and the others can pack slowly. We’ll go back first.” As long as it’s not malicious intent, if it’s an internal matter at Ma’s Mansion, it can be easily resolved.
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