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Su Muyang tried to dissuade her, saying, "Sister, our family already owes 3,600 taels of silver. If you add more dowry, we won't be able to pay it back."

Su Muya immediately flew into a rage upon hearing this: "Three thousand six hundred taels? Do you think this is like buying cabbage? Do you know how much my clothes, shoes, and socks cost? They cost me a total of one hundred and ninety-eight taels of silver. This is all my hard-earned dowry, and I can't add any more to it."

Her clothes were new, and her headdress and earrings were exquisite and beautiful.

Her father's monthly salary was only three taels of silver, and he had to hand over 20% to his parents-in-law. The rest of the silver was basically kept by them. As for Su Muyang, the silver he received from the Su family was not much either.

“These are all dowry gifts from your grandfather, grandmother, and great-grandmother.”

Su Muya was furious and said, "I don't need them to give me my dowry. Whoever wants to give it can give it to me."

Seeing that he still firmly disagreed with her adding a dowry, Su Muya had no choice but to give up.

Su Muyang sighed; he really hoped this dream would end soon.

Before they knew it, it was the seventh day of the first lunar month, and the Su family held a banquet to entertain guests. The Su family hosted a grand feast, inviting people from all over the county.

Lin Shiyun looked at the people sitting around the table, her heart filled with endless emotions. These were all girls her age. And yet, she was about to get married; she would become someone else's wife.

Su Muwan winked at her and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, are you reluctant to part with your brother?"

Lin Shiyun blushed: "Wanwan, what nonsense are you talking about?" She never thought she would marry Su Muyang, so she never thought she would leave Su Muyang and marry someone else.

"This is a private matter among us, and we can't tell anyone else."

After saying that, Su Muwan whispered a few words in Lin Shiyun's ear. Lin Shiyun was astonished after hearing them: "There really is such a medicine? Are you sure it's a good thing?"

Su Muwan said confidently, "I'm sure. These are the medicinal herbs I asked someone to find. There's absolutely no mistake."

She sent her secret guards to investigate last night. The medicine is really effective; it made her pregnant after just one use, and the pregnancy is very stable.

Lin Shiyun thought about it and realized it made sense. The Su family was so vicious; Su Muya must have been harmed by them.

"Wanwan, I'm afraid they won't agree to this marriage." Su Muwan snorted coldly, "This isn't up to them. They have to agree, whether they like it or not. Otherwise, it'll be a fight to the death, we'll all ruin it together."

Lin Shiyun was startled, then whispered, "Wanwan, you mustn't be impulsive. We won't fight them."

Su Muwan said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm just stubborn but soft-hearted."

In the eldest branch of the Su family, the eldest daughter-in-law looked at Su Muya and said, "Muya, your father has been asking about your marriage with Yang Ge'er these past two days. I think you should just agree!"

"No."

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Su family asked with some surprise, "What, you're unhappy again? The marriage your father chose for you is with the younger brother of Widow Zhang at the end of the village."

Although Widow Zhang had three sons, this son was not well-liked. Widow Zhang never had any children of her own, and in the end, she could only give her two adopted daughters to her husband. This Widow Zhang was even more old-fashioned and stubborn than Su Muyang's grandmother. Su Muyang's cousin was the wife of Widow Zhang's youngest son. This girl was of average appearance, but she was virtuous and capable. Unfortunately, Widow Zhang died young, and Su Muyang's aunt married Widow Zhang's son.

Su Muya said impatiently, "I won't marry him unless my parents agree to let me live with my cousin."

Uncle Su said, "Your parents will definitely agree, after all, your cousin's status is different now. If you marry your cousin, you'll be enjoying the good life when he becomes successful."

Su Muya scoffed, "He has a high status now? If he were truly of high status, how could he not even be a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial civil service examination), let alone a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the metropolitan civil service examination)?"

Uncle Su said, "That's just how the world is. Your cousin is where he is today because of his own hard work. If you don't want to, then move to town with him!"

Su Muya shook her head and said, "If I go with him, my parents will skin me alive."

"Don't worry, your parents wouldn't dare."

He wasn't worried; if Su Muyang were a lazy, good-for-nothing spendthrift, Old Man Su would definitely break his legs. What he was worried about was that this child would have foresight in the future, which would put the Su family in danger.

Su Muya hesitated for a moment and then said, "I want to get married next spring."

She didn't want to leave home to live in the city. Once she left, it would be difficult to come back. Besides, the Su family was her home, and she wanted to stay there no matter what.

The Su family didn't insist on this; they were willing to do anything to get Su Muya married.

Lin Shiyun said with a smile, "It's good that you've thought it through."

The next day, Old Man Su and Madam Zhou went to the county government office. After listening to Madam Zhou's description, the magistrate said, "You don't need to rush this matter. Give me the portrait of the girl, and I will do my best to make this marriage happen."

Old Man Su breathed a sigh of relief. The matter was finally settled; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to live.

Zhou handed Lin Shiyun's portrait to the magistrate and said, "Your Honor, you must help make this marriage happen."

The magistrate nodded. After seeing the Su family off, he spoke to his youngest son about the matter.

The county magistrate's youngest son was named Yang Wenchang, and he was very fond of Su Muya. However, after hearing his father's words, he felt the matter was quite troublesome and said, "Father, what if that girl has an illness?"

"Then let's call off the engagement."

"Father, breaking off the engagement requires paying compensation. Father, this money was squeezed out of Su Muyang."

The magistrate laughed and scolded, "Nonsense! How could you say such a foolish thing? I think you've lost your mind. I'd rather you marry a fool than bring a fool home."

This child is mentally ill! If the Su family knew their precious daughter had a screw loose, they would go crazy.

Yang Wenchang touched his nose and said, "Dad, I was just joking. We all know what kind of person Lin Shiyun is. She can't be cured of any illness, and I'm not satisfied with her appearance either."

Although Yang Wenchang didn't like Su Muyang, he didn't like Su Muya either. Su Muyang was handsome, while Su Muya had ordinary features.

The magistrate smiled and said, "You don't need to be disgusted. Your cousin is quite good-looking, but she's a bit spoiled and willful."

He knew this child valued rules, so he had doted on Su Muya over the years. Not only Su Muyang, but all her siblings also spoiled her.

Yang Wenchang was somewhat speechless. His mother hoped he would marry a gentle and well-mannered woman. As for those with arrogant and willful tempers, she felt they were not good enough for him. But his father insisted, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Father, please let me see Su Muya!"