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"Oh, right, what about the Third Young Master? I heard his performance at the academy is so-so, and the teachers don't seem to like him much. Master has been having a lot of headaches lately. Just then, news came from our hometown that they want to rebuild the ancestral temple and asked if Master could send someone capable to oversee it. I think the Third Young Master is quite good—the only legitimate son in the manor! Overseeing such a matter would be a great deed! The ancestors of the Chi family will surely bless him to grow up strong and healthy! Don't you think so, Second Miss?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chi Guiying could no longer hold back her tears.

Her mother and younger brother are her only relatives at home. She can't rely on anyone else, so she's really in a bind. She has no choice but to marry him!

Otherwise, her mother would die from lack of medication, and her younger brother would be sent back to his hometown, leaving her even more isolated and helpless.

"I'll marry him! I'll marry him!"

Chi Guiying gritted her teeth and agreed to this disgusting marriage. As soon as she gave in, everyone in the courtyard looked desolate.

They had originally hoped that the master and mistress could stand up for them, but now the mistress's life was uncertain, the master was heartless and ungrateful, and the second young lady was barely able to protect herself. They were like drifting duckweed, adrift and uncertain...

But who cares whether they live or die?

Anyway, Aunt Zhao didn't care. Hearing that Chi Guiying had given in, she felt that her trip today was worthwhile, so she smiled and said something.

"Alright, I'll tell the good news to the master. He'll be pleased to hear that the second young lady is so sensible. By the way, Madam Guo is still recovering from her illness these days, so it's not good to let her bring you bad luck. So just go to the courtyard to pay your respects before the wedding. Don't go during these days of preparation for the wedding."

Chi Guiying's chest heaved as she asked, word by word.

"Even my father will stop me from having a family relationship with my mother?"

Aunt Zhao shrugged, looking indifferent. Chi Guiying was furious and could only turn her gaze to the steward beside her. But when she saw that he didn't say a word, she knew that she had no support at all. Therefore, she was more heartbroken than ever.

"I understand, I will follow Father's arrangements."

Struggling is useless; you can only let it be. Once you're fish on the chopping block, what's the point of jumping around?

"Very well, Second Miss is intelligent and kind-hearted. She will surely have a good life after marrying into the Lü family. I will stay at home and pray to Buddha every day."

Pshaw, prayer?

More like a curse!

After Aunt Zhao left with a smile, Chi Guiying buried her face in her hands and burst into tears. Her maid, Wenxia, ​​also shed tears. She felt disgusted with this future son-in-law.

After all, countless people saw him do those disgusting things to her. The only reason she's still alive today is because she wants justice. But now, where is there any justice?

After marrying the second daughter, she knew she would definitely be the neglected concubine. The thought of this overwhelmed her with sorrow, and she began to wipe away tears along with Chi Guiying...

Preparing for a marriage is tedious and troublesome, but that was for Chi Guiwan's marriage.

As for Chi Guiying, as long as things are superficially acceptable, no one will care about the minor details.

The Marquis of Haibo's residence, in Jingxin Garden.

Chi Guiwan and He Lingyi, who have been living here for almost half a month, are feeding the fish.

As expected of a marquis's mansion, the pavilions and towers here are extraordinary. Although this garden was the boudoir where Madam Hai lived decades ago before she got married, it doesn't look old at all. Instead, it is full of the sedimentation and weight of time.

He Lingyi is very happy to live here.

Because she could hear stories about her maternal grandmother's past from time to time, even though she didn't have the chance to be with her grandmother, she believed that if her grandmother were still alive, she would definitely make sure that she and her mother lived well!

Similarly, Chi Guiwan also found a sense of belonging in this small courtyard.

Imagining that her mother's figure had been in every flower, tree, blade of grass, and shrub here, she felt a peace of mind she had never felt before.

"How does Lingyi plan to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Hmm, I don't have any good ideas for now. What do you think, Sister Chi?"

"I was thinking of doing something for my uncle and aunt. They have helped me so much and have always put in a lot of effort, but I have hurt them time and time again. I really don't know how to repay them, so I wanted you to give me some advice."

He Lingyi listened to her mother's words and fell into deep thought.

She didn't have many memories of the Marquis of Haibo's mansion, so her prophetic abilities wouldn't work this time. But she knew that the Marquis and his wife lacked nothing, and their only concern was their eldest son, so it might be better to start with him.

"Does Sister Chi know what the Marquis and his wife value most?"

After asking the question, Chi Guiwan thought about it carefully. "I have no shortage of fame and fortune, no shortage of money, and no shortage of people around me. What I lack is... a daughter-in-law?"

She was getting married, so her aunt had been busy helping her with everything these days, and she couldn't think of anything else.

Hearing her answer, He Lingyi smiled, and the two maids beside her, Qianchun and Fudong, also chuckled, making Chi Guiwan blush.

"Isn't that right? If they have a daughter-in-law, the house will be more lively. Maybe in a couple of years they can even give Uncle and Aunt a grandchild or something. Then they'll be very busy!"

“My dear sister, what you say is true, but for you, as a niece, to think about adding a daughter-in-law to the Marquis’s family is... that’s too strange. You’re not even married yet. If people knew about your unconventional ideas, they would probably laugh.”

"What's there to be afraid of? Haven't I been laughed at enough since I was a child?"

What was meant as a joke stung He Lingyi deeply. She sighed, heartbroken but unsure how to comfort her, and could only offer some words of advice.

"The Marquis and his wife's concern still lies with the eldest son. If Sister Chi can help the eldest son let go of his obsession, it will please them far more than helping them find ten or a hundred daughters-in-law."

Hearing He Lingyi's explanation, Chi Guiwan was in a dilemma.

"How could I not know that? But what can I do? I can't restore my cousin's reputation, nor can I restore his official position. In the end, it's nothing but those apologies. He's probably tired of hearing them. It's useless. You know that my cousin rarely even smiles!"

"So, we should cater to his tastes! As far as I know, the young master used to be a sword fanatic, and I've heard he collected over a hundred famous swords. If we can find one for him, maybe we can make him smile. What do you think, Sister Chi?"

Upon hearing this, Chi Guiwan's eyes lit up.

"Great idea! But where can we find such a famous sword?"

"Far away, yet so close."

He Lingyi's cryptic expression puzzled Chi Guiwan, but she quickly realized what he meant and asked in surprise, "You mean the Qiao family?"

"Well, the Zhenguo General's Mansion has been filled with military officers for generations, so they must be quite familiar with weapons. They must also have many connections with the craftsmen who forge them. Sister Chi can go and ask Madam Qiao. Given how much she likes you, she will definitely tell you everything she knows."