Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

"What?" Yun Nianchu was slightly taken aback, a look of astonishment flashing in her eyes.

It was always her who was clinging to her cousin.

If it weren't for the fact that she has been like this all these years, my cousin probably wouldn't have fallen for her. But listening to my mother, how could my cousin put all the blame on himself?

Chengze said he worked hard to pass the imperial examinations so that he could be worthy of you and have the opportunity to ask you for your hand in marriage.

In the past, I would definitely not have agreed to you two being together, but now that we've been through so much, my mother's thoughts have changed quite a bit.

If you really like Chengze, I won't object, but if you don't..."

Zhang Wen's eyes were filled with complex emotions. Judging from the way the two children looked earlier, Nian Chu didn't seem to dislike Cheng Ze at all.

“I like my cousin,” Yun Nianchu said without hesitation. “I’ve always liked my cousin.”

Seeing her daughter's firm attitude, Zhang Wen felt both helpless and relieved. "Never mind, your Aunt Gu is right. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. It's your good fortune that you two are together."

Although Chengze was wrong back then and shouldn't have had feelings for you, I've seen all his hard work and effort over the years.

He is now highly praised in the court; you wouldn't regret marrying him.

Hearing her mother's words, Yun Nianchu felt that the surprise had come too suddenly, and she could hardly believe it for a moment.

"Mother, are you telling the truth? You really don't object to me being with my cousin?"

"Would I lie to you?" Zhang Wen chuckled.

Yun Nianchu couldn't help but want to confirm again, "Mother, did my cousin say all these things to you? Did he say it himself that he likes me and wants to marry me?"

Now it was Zhang Wen's turn to be puzzled. "Of course, it was your cousin who said it."

"Mother, thank you!"

Yun Nian was so excited during her first year of junior high that she didn't know what to do and excitedly hugged Zhang Wen.

She didn't know how her cousin had persuaded her mother, but Aunt Gu also helped to explain the matter, and a huge weight was lifted from her heart.

Zhang Wen, who had been feeling a little heavy-hearted, smiled when she saw her daughter's joyful expression.

So what if Yun Xiaoniang laughs at her after she finds out about this?

She is happy as long as her child is happy.

She has made enough mistakes in her life; she shouldn't continue making mistakes now.

"Madam, I haven't seen Miss so happy in a long time. Actually, Miss and Young Master are a perfect match, a match made in heaven," the nanny said with a smile.

Zhang Wen thought for a moment and said, "You're right. When I was choosing a suitable husband for Nianchu, I always compared her to Chengze. I never thought that Chengze would also be a suitable candidate."

"Rather than letting other girls have it, it would be better for Miss to be with Young Master. Young Master will certainly not let Miss down."

"You're right."

After leaving her mother's room, Yun Nianchu went to find Yun Chengze immediately.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Yun Chengze standing under the tree.

He was dressed in a long blue robe, as if he had expected her to come looking for him and was waiting for her here on purpose.

Yun Nianchu slowed her pace, looking at the man she had liked for many years, and a sense of annoyance inexplicably arose in her heart.

"Why are you suddenly saying these things to your mother?"

"Haven't you ever liked me? Haven't you always hoped I'd marry someone else?"

"Now that I've listened to you and am planning to marry someone else, you suddenly come here saying these things. Yun Chengze, are you sick in the head?"

With that one word, all his anger was released.

All the pain and grievances that had been building up inside erupted at this moment.

This was the first time Yun Chengze had heard Yun Nianchu say such a thing. Seeing her sternly questioning him, he felt a deep sense of guilt.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Seeing the man's apologetic eyes, Yun Nianchu's eyes involuntarily reddened. "It's all your fault! Why couldn't you tell me sooner? Do you know how hard it has been for me all these years?"

"Since you've never intended to say it, why don't you just never say it at all?"

Tears streamed down her face. How painful must it have been for her to receive no response all these years?

She wanted to blame him severely, to beat him hard, and even to never speak to him again, so that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

However, after seeing the things he had hidden in the house, and the portraits he had drawn of her countless nights, she couldn't help but want to cry again...

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. You should hit me, scold me, and blame me. It's all my fault."

Yun Chengze stepped forward, his eyes filled with heartache, "Don't cry."

Whether I cry or not is my business, it's none of your concern!

Yun Nianchu shook off Yun Chengze, her surging emotions unable to be calmed. For countless days and nights, she doubted herself, from the initial girlish infatuation and joy to gradually beginning to doubt herself and silently grieving.

She really didn't understand why her cousin had to keep suppressing himself, even though his mother didn't approve of them being together.

“Nianchu, all along, I have been too cowardly and useless. It was my own decision to say these words this time.”

You don't need to consider my feelings. If you still have feelings for me, I hope you can give me another chance. If not…

When Yun Chengze said the word "no," he suddenly felt as if his throat was blocked, and he couldn't say the words for a long time.

He had to admit that he simply couldn't accept such a consequence; the mere thought of this possibility made him feel indescribably uncomfortable.

Yun Nianchu looked at him, as if she wouldn't give up until she got an answer, and said, "Tell me, what if there isn't one?"

"If not..."

Yun Chengze's voice was hoarse, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

He couldn't bring himself to say the word "blessing".

He regretted it terribly after saying those words to Nianchu last time.

He found it difficult to offer his blessings, but he still hoped that Nianchu would be doing well.

Looking at Yun Chengze's reddened eyes, his handsome face now filled with suppressed pain, Yun Nianchu couldn't help but recall the way he used to call out her name when he was drunk.

"If not, then bless me to marry someone else and live a good life, and never bother you again."

Yun Chengze's heart was pierced with pain. He stared at the person in front of him with his deep eyes. "I can't stand it. I feel like I'm going crazy just thinking about you being with someone else."

Yun Nianchu couldn't help but ask, "Do you really like me? Isn't it just that you're used to me always being behind you, so you feel uncomfortable seeing me marrying someone else?"

"No, absolutely not." Yun Chengze grabbed Yun Nianchu's hand and quickly denied it. "I like you. Long before you told me your feelings, all these years, my feelings have never changed."