The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

Xuzhi specially chose the Mid-Autumn Festival, a special day, to visit General Hua in person.

He believes that this day not only has special significance, but also symbolizes reunion and beauty, and is also a traditional festival of mankind.

The streets of Kyoto became bustling from dawn, with the sound of gongs and drums rising and falling, creating a very lively atmosphere.

Today seems to be a festive day. Many families are holding weddings, filling the whole city with a joyful atmosphere.

Gorgeous sedan chairs were passing through the streets. There were wedding processions, newlyweds returning home, and people visiting relatives and proposing marriages. The scene was extremely crowded.

In order to maintain order, the city defense soldiers had to come out to clear the streets.

They let the wedding procession pass first to ensure that the newlyweds would not miss the auspicious day, while the others passed in order of social status.

However, Hua Ye, sitting in the spacious and luxurious carriage, paid no attention to the bustle outside. After stretching, she fell asleep again on the table and chair beside her.

Xuzhi looked at her indifferent expression and felt a little lost and angry at this moment.

This palace, the land of heaven and earth, has personally arranged all of this for you, yet you don't even express your joy at all. Hua Ye, your heart must be made of stone...

Xuzhi secretly cursed and complained in his heart.

He unknowingly developed complex human emotions. Hua Ye seemed to no longer be his private property and could be discarded at will.

The carriage stopped steadily in front of General Hua's mansion, and the servants carefully carried down the carriage full of betrothal gifts.

The butler standing in front of the carriage took the lead and respectfully handed the visiting card to the butler of General Hua's mansion.

The invitation read: "I've heard that Miss Hua is incredibly beautiful, captivating everyone. My prince fell in love with your daughter at first sight, and I'm sending you this generous gift as a token of my sincerity."

The housekeeper of the Hua Mansion thought that it was another playboy who was willing to risk his life to ask for the eldest daughter's hand in marriage. He took the letter, opened it, took a look at it, and then threw it into the dustpan in front of the mansion gate.

The butler who was about to change the gate saw the lazy Hua Ye jump out of the carriage. The face he had seen since he was a child made his eyes red.

He quickly opened the door wide, bent down to pick up the visiting card from the dustpan, and hurried to the mansion to announce it. Before leaving, he did not forget to give instructions.

"This is the eldest lady, no one is allowed to stop her!"

He just turned around and looked back at the man next to Hua Ye. With a hint of surprise in his eyes, he quickly trotted into the inner courtyard.

"Madam, General, the young lady is back!"

General Hua and Mrs. Hua were sitting on the sandalwood chairs, looking at each other, sighing and sipping the tea in their hands.

"It's been a year since that dead girl Hua Ye left, and there's no news from her. Life is getting harder and harder in this world. I don't know how she's doing?" Mrs. Hua muttered.

General Hua vaguely heard the butler's voice. He didn't know whether he didn't hear it clearly or didn't dare to believe it, so he immediately stood up and went to the door to greet him.

After hearing it clearly, General Hua's resolute and increasingly old face suddenly felt a sore nose and red eyes, looking a little pitiful.

"Are you sure? That damn girl Ye'er is back?"

General Hua stepped over the threshold, grabbed the butler's arm, and asked anxiously.

"Yes... yes... yes, Miss, but she brought a man with her. It seems that she came to propose marriage and brought quite a lot of betrothal gifts."

The butler swallowed several times before reporting slowly and methodically, still a little worried.

General Hua was overwhelmed with mixed emotions upon hearing the news. He was delighted at his daughter's return, yet curious and concerned about the strange man who had come to propose marriage.

"What does she look like? What does her family background look like?" Mrs. Hua couldn't wait to stick her head out from the inner room and asked anxiously.

"He is more handsome than the late crown prince, and his family background is not bad. He calls himself the prince on his visiting card."

The butler answered truthfully and carefully handed the visiting card tucked into his sleeve to General Hua.

After General Hua took the visiting card, before he had time to take a closer look, Hua Ye came running like the wind and hugged him and Mrs. Hua tightly in his arms.

Hua Ye tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, but his voice couldn't help but tremble: "Dad, Mom, I miss you so much out there!"

Hua Ye suddenly let go of General Hua, pounced on Mrs. Hua, and clung to her like a spoiled child.

"Mom, I miss your cooking so much! I want to eat your boiled fish and sweet and sour pork ribs..."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it for you now."

Mrs. Hua smiled dotingly, her eyes moist as she gently touched Hua Ye's head, "It's almost lunch time, I'll make a few more of your favorite dishes."

After saying that, Mrs. Hua patted Hua Ye's shoulder gently, then turned her head to look at the man behind her.

The man was more than a head taller than Hua Ye, with a very well-proportioned body. Although his face was cold, he still had a heroic look.

Mrs. Hua secretly looked at the man in her heart and couldn't help feeling a little curious about him.

"Mom, don't be paralyzed by handsome men, okay? Let's cook first, and then I'll introduce them to you formally."

Hua Ye looked at her father's gloomy face and tightly furrowed brows, and her heart tightened. She quickly grabbed her mother's arm and walked quickly with her to the kitchen.

Before leaving, Hua Ye deliberately passed by Xu Zhi and secretly gave him a wink.

Her eyes were filled with requests and pleading, as if to say, "Please bear with my father's explosive temper. Take out your anger on me when you get back, Master!"

As she pulled her mother into the kitchen, she looked back at her father with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Although she was well aware of her father's bad temper, what she was more worried about at the moment was whether Xuzhi could withstand his father's anger and refrain from taking action.