Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

Xia Muning's eyes welled up with tears. Zhong Tian saw his reluctance and his reluctance, and was willing to help him.

But how can we help him?

He couldn't be a burden to her! His love was a burden, a sharp blade, a knife aimed at her.

Moreover, Xia Muning thought bitterly: she was about to marry Xia Jin'an.

He downed the fruit wine in his glass in one gulp, smiling happily at Zhong Tian. Although he was smiling, his eyes were filled with tears: "Madam Zhong, the wine is delicious."

Zhongtian gave him a deep look, put down the wine, turned around and left.

The snow outside was falling slowly. At first, there was only a thin layer, but later it gradually fell heavier, covering the footprints of pedestrians.

Zhongtian was standing on the counter, calculating today's accounts, when the door opened and appeared Xia's parents, who looked excited; Li Fuzi, who smiled reservedly; and Xia Muning, who looked calm.

After paying the bill, Xia Muning was helped into the carriage by Shishu as he left. Snowflakes fell on his cloak, and he didn't look back at Zhongtian even once.

Xia Jin'an stood beside Zhong Tian, ​​looking at the deep ruts on the road, and said, "Young Master is a man of his own mind. He will not sit idly by and wait for his death, so you don't need to worry."

"Why would I be worried? He and I are not on the same path. I'm just disappointed."

It's a pity that such a vibrant and talented soul would slowly wither away in the lonely depths of the palace.

The Xia family were the last guests of the day. After tidying up the tables and chairs, the two exhausted people walked through the snow back home.

The weather was extremely cold today. Zhongtian gently brushed the snow off Xia Jin's shoulders and held his hands, which were a little pale from the cold, tightly: "You seemed quite excited on the way back. Is there something good?"

Xia Jin'an waved the paper in her hand and smiled extremely happily at Zhong Tian: "Zhong Niang, this is the contract of indenture that the young master gave me. I'm free! We can finally get married!"

Looking at the thin piece of paper and at Xia Jin'an, who was laughing so hard she was almost crying, Zhong Tian also smiled happily.

A timely snowfall promises a bumper harvest; this year is going to be a good one.

The wedding process is extremely complicated, involving three letters and six rites, including betrothal letter, gift letter, welcoming letter, betrothal ceremony, asking the name, auspicious date selection, gift presentation, inviting the husband, and the wedding ceremony itself; none of these can be omitted.

Nakata was young and didn't understand many things, but she would still shamelessly ask questions and inquire, preparing carefully one by one.

The wedding dress in Xia Jin'an's hands was already sewn. It didn't have any precious accessories, but it was quite exquisite.

He stayed up many nights in a row and finally finished. He looked at the clothes and was filled with joy. He was going to wear these clothes to marry Nakata.

However, he felt extremely uneasy!

He ran into Yu Yijin when he went out shopping today. It wasn't unusual to see Yu Yijin. Ever since Xia Wen disappeared, he would always appear in front of him like a shadow, staring at him with a fierce look.

But today, Yu Yijin approached him and said fiercely, "I heard you're getting married. You killed Xia Wen, you ruined my happiness, what right do you have to be happy?"

Why? Why?

Yu Yijin's eyes were somewhat crazed, but fortunately Chunzhi stopped him, and he hurriedly ran back home.

This unease grew stronger as the wedding date was set. He wasn't one to sit idly by and wait for his fate, and he confided his anxieties to Nakata until Nakata noticed them.

Zhongtian did not think that his idea was unfounded; on the contrary, he would go to Yu’s residence to keep watch whenever he had time.

Three days later, Zhong Tian returned with a dark face, speaking through gritted teeth: "That poisonous husband Yu Yijin has hired a group of thugs to kidnap you on your wedding night and ruin your reputation."

Nakata rarely swore, but this time he was clearly furious.

In this era, male chastity was highly valued. If a man was captured on his wedding night and his purity was ruined, even if Zhong Tian didn't care, Xia Jin'an would have no choice but to throw herself into a well amidst the gossip of the crowd.

Zhong Tian squeezed Xia Jin'an's hand to comfort him: "Jin'an, don't worry. Now that you've found out, it won't bother you anymore. Don't worry, I gave those people a stern warning, and they won't come."

Zhong Tian hesitated, unsure whether he should speak up, but thinking of Xia Jin'an's safety, he still spoke up: "Jin'an, I've discovered something."

"what's up?"

"Yu Yijin seems to be pregnant!"

Xia Jin'an covered her mouth, suppressing the exclamation that was about to escape her lips: "How did you know? You can't just say things like that."

“During the time I’ve been following Yu Yijin, I’ve discovered that his personal attendant, Chunzhi, has secretly buried a few dead rabbits.”

Xia Jin'an was very puzzled, but she didn't ask and continued to listen to Zhong Tian.

"I read in an old book that in places with poor medical conditions, married men would inject their urine into male rabbits to test whether they were pregnant. Then, several days later, they would dissect the rabbits and observe them. If the rabbits' ovaries showed specific changes, it meant that the men were pregnant."

Xia Jin'an listened to Zhong Tian's explanation in shock. He didn't know what an ovary was, but he did know that Yu Yijin was pregnant!

He was shocked by Zhongtian's erudition and by Yu Yijin's audacity. He was not yet married, yet he was already pregnant. This must be Xia Wen's child.

If people find out, not only will Yu Yijin's reputation be ruined, but all the sons of the Yu family will be implicated. Yu Yijin will be condemned by everyone, and his children will certainly not be able to survive.

No wonder, no wonder, he was so eager to find Xia Wen. Xia Jin'an's eyes darkened. Unfortunately, he would never find him.

"Don't spread this news." Zhongtian was worried that Xia Jin'an would retaliate against Yu Yijin and spread the news widely.

Xia Jin'an shook her head: "We're both men, I'll always leave him a way out, I won't kill him!"

However, Xia Jin'an thought to himself that he was not a kind person. If Yu Yijin tried to do anything at the wedding, he would push him back without hesitation. He was asking for trouble and had no one to blame but himself.

……

It is located in the mansion.

Chunzhi, holding the letter, led a man into the North Garden of the Yu residence.

He was extremely reluctant, but the gentle, older, and handsome man carrying a medicine box introduced himself: "My name is Linlang, and I specialize in treating male pregnancy ailments."

Chunzhi looked at him with terror in her eyes, which frightened him so much that he led the man in.

Chunzhi walked ahead, looking around cautiously. This was a quiet and secluded northern garden.

A few days ago, the young master suddenly had nightmares at night and could not sleep at all. The master felt sorry for the young master, so he asked someone to look at the feng shui. It was said that the North Garden was quiet and near a temple, so it was the most suitable place for him to recuperate.

Yu Yijin then moved over with his personal attendant, Chunzhi.

However, Chunzhi, who was almost inseparable from Yu Yijin, knew that the young master was pregnant with an illegitimate child.

The young master hated this child intensely.

He would press a huge rock on his stomach, eat spicy and stimulating foods, and jump up and down every day, trying to kill his child inside his own belly.

Chunzhi was extremely alarmed. Her young master was sweating profusely every day, his lips were getting paler and paler, and his body was getting thinner and thinner. If this continued, he would die from his own torment before the child in his belly was even dead.

He felt sorry for his young master, but he was also terrified of his own life, knowing that he would lose his head the day the truth was exposed.

He knocked gently on the door, and a sound of extreme pain came from inside, but he still carefully spoke: "Young master, a guest has arrived!"