Crossing Over to Yamada Love

Madam Xue pointed at the old woman and said coldly, "You, get out of the carriage and walk back to the mansion. If I find out that you took a carriage back, then you can go and collect your punishment yourself."

The old woman was stunned, wondering what she had done to anger her mistress so much. Why would she kick her out of the carriage and make her walk back? This place was very far from the mansion; walking back would be a nightmare.

"Madam, this old servant..."

The old woman hadn't finished pleading for him.

"Aren't you going down yet?!" Madam Xue's expression became much sterner. Seeing the madam's angry face, the old woman dared not say anything more and immediately got off the carriage.

After she alighted from the carriage, Madam Xue instructed the driver to start the carriage. The driver dared not say a word, flicked the whip, and the carriage sped off. Only the old woman was left behind, following behind as they walked back.

Xue Lingfeng and Mo Lan were unaware of all this. They were having a great time and had no idea that Madam Xue had changed her mind because of their unrestrained joy and had accepted Mo Lan back.

They played for a long time before stopping. Xue Lingfeng took Mo Lan's hand, put it to his lips and gently breathed warm air on it, then wrapped her hand in his large hands to warm it.

Mo Lan smiled quietly without saying a word; Xue Lingfeng's gesture warmed her heart.

“Let’s go. If we stop, the wind will blow right through our clothes, and if we stay any longer, we’ll turn into ice sculptures,” Mo Lan said with a smile.

"Okay." Xue Lingfeng nodded, then brushed Mo Lan's hair, wrapped a scarf around her neck, and quickly kissed Mo Lan's forehead lightly before taking her hand and walking away.

Mo Lan didn't react at first. He pulled her along and she saw that the person in front of her had turned red even at the neck. Only then did Mo Lan realize that she had been ambushed. But he was too cute. He was so shy after being lightly pricked on the forehead. Mo Lan chuckled.

Her laughter made Xue Lingfeng even more embarrassed. A look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes as he said to Mo Lan, "Don't laugh. What's so funny?"

Hearing him say that, Mo Lan couldn't help but laugh even more, making Xue Lingfeng not dare to turn his head. After walking a few more steps, seeing that Xue Lingfeng was about to quicken his pace, Mo Lan, feeling playful, gently tickled Xue Lingfeng's palm twice with her fingers. It was like tickling, but her movements were extremely light.

Xue Lingfeng paused, feeling a tickle run through his body from Mo Lan's hand to his heart. This girl was so mischievous! Xue Lingfeng turned his head and met a pair of eyes as cold as stars, eyes that shone with tenderness, mischief, and love, making him fall into them and momentarily lose track of where he was.

Mo Lan looked at the man in front of her, feeling a surge of excitement.

"Xue Lingfeng," Mo Lan called softly.

"Mm." Xue Lingfeng responded. He liked it when Mo Lan called him by his name; it conveyed a sense of intimacy, cheerfulness, doting affection, and crispness that made him feel comfortable.

"If my brother can get married next year, you should send someone to propose. We can get married in the spring of the year after next, when the weather will be just right." Mo Lan blushed slightly after saying this, realizing she had actually asked him to propose. However, a mix of shyness and sweetness flashed through her heart, and she felt that it was about time.

"Girl, didn't you say seventeen? You'll only be sixteen the year after next, is that alright?" Although Xue Lingfeng couldn't wait to marry this woman, he couldn't let his impatience cause any harm to Mo Lan.

Mo Lan gave him a light, reproachful look and said, "Never mind, forget I said anything." Then she ran off.

"Slow down! Don't fall!" Xue Lingfeng hurriedly called out. He couldn't be happier to get married a year earlier than possible.

"Come on, chase me! You can't catch me!" Mo Lan shouted back at Xue Lingfeng as she ran, just like a child.

Xue Lingfeng chased after her, the two only a few steps apart. He could have caught up with Mo Lan, but he didn't; it was more fun that way. Mo Lan ran while looking back, but then tragedy struck when she wasn't paying attention. She tripped and fell backward to the ground.

Xue Lingfeng saw everything clearly from behind and rushed forward. He grabbed Mo Lan's arm, but Mo Lan had already fallen down, so Xue Lingfeng could only fall down as well. He flipped in the air, letting Mo Lan land on top of him. His back hit the ground, and Mo Lan landed right on top of him.

The two lay face to face, eyes to eyes, nose to nose, mouth to mouth, body to body. Their eyes were wide open, seeing only each other, their breath imprinted on each other's faces.

Looking at the face in front of her, so handsome and affectionate, Mo Lan thought that if she were older, she would definitely kiss him. If they were husband and wife, then she... Mo Lan thought of many things that were not suitable for children, and felt her face burning.

His beloved woman was pressed against him, so close that her little nose was almost touching his, and her rosy lips were so close that he could kiss her with the slightest movement. Her face was as beautiful as the morning glow. What was she thinking? Was she thinking the same thing as him?

Xue Lingfeng longed to press his lips against theirs and taste the beauty of those rosy lips, but... but... they weren't married yet, he couldn't. His eyes burned with desire, but it was just a fleeting glint; he suppressed himself.

Mo Lan could see clearly what he was thinking. She quickly got up, afraid that if things continued like this, both of them...

Mo Lan pressed herself up from Xue Lingfeng's body. Xue Lingfeng did not stop her. Although he was reluctant to part with such a beautiful moment, he knew that the time and place were inappropriate, so he could only let Mo Lan get up.

As soon as Mo Lan stood up, Xue Lingfeng felt an emptiness in his arms, so he quickly stood up as well.

After seeing Xue Lingfeng get up, Mo Lan lowered her head and walked forward, no longer daring to be mischievous.

Upon arriving at the Mo family residence, Mo Lan went directly to the backyard, while Xue Lingfeng went into a private room. Tea and food were served, and he ate in a cheerful mood.

Mo Lan went straight into the kitchen, and Qiu Shi hurriedly warmed her hands. Granny Zhang brought the hot food from the stove to her on the table, and she ate heartily.

Mo Lan ate while giggling foolishly, recalling her moments with Xue Lingfeng that day, which made Qiu Shi say she was being silly. Mo Lan chuckled silently.

In the evening, Chen Xuan arrived and said that the houses in town had been negotiated. They had two houses in total. One was a two-courtyard house. The seller initially asked for 300 taels of silver, but they eventually negotiated it down to 240 taels.

Because of its good location, the two-courtyard house is worth two or three hundred taels of silver. They were able to negotiate this price down because they had someone help them. Otherwise, it would have cost at least two hundred and eighty taels of silver.

The other house was a three-courtyard property, and the price was negotiated down to 220 taels. The location wasn't as good as the first one, but it was still decent. The price was agreed upon on both sides, a guarantor was found, and it was agreed that the money would be paid and the deed completed the next day.

The rest of the shops haven't been suitable yet. Three shops have been negotiated, each around two hundred taels. They're not in the same area, but the shops are all decent. Once bought, each shop can be used for its own purposes or rented out. Wang nodded in agreement, feeling quite satisfied. She handed the silver to Chen Xuan, instructing him to go with Mo Changhe the next day to handle the matter and retrieve the deeds at the appointed time.

Because of connections, the contracts were processed quickly. One house was registered under Erlang's name, and the other under Mo Mei's. The Mo family members had all inspected both houses and were satisfied with them. Neither was an old house, and the internal structure was quite good. There were also some furnishings inside. They just needed to tidy things up when the time came.

As for Mo Mei's Mo family, we can leave it at that; Chen Xuan is there. As for Erlang's family, we haven't found a suitable person yet, so there's no need to rush. We can just clean it up properly next spring.

That day, Mo Lan was standing in the courtyard, looking up at the sky. The setting sun was beautiful. A cold wind blew, and Mo Lan shivered. It was already early December, and the New Year was almost here. After the New Year, she would be fifteen. Time really flies. "Hey? Xuan'er, why did you come back with Erlang? Erlang, why didn't you let your mother know beforehand? I could have prepared your favorite foods. Didn't you say you wouldn't be back until the end of the year? What's wrong today? Are you homesick?"

Mo Lan heard her mother's joyful voice. She was taken aback. Erlang was back. Didn't he say he wouldn't be back until he was in his twenties? Why did he suddenly come back? Was something wrong?

Mo Lan hurriedly went to greet them, only to find that Chen Xuan and Erlang's expressions were not good. What was going on? For some reason, a bad feeling arose in her heart.

The two exchanged a few words with Qiu and then went inside. Once the Mo family had all gathered, they could tell from Chen Xuan and Erlang's expressions that something had happened.

"Should you speak or should I speak?" Chen Xuan asked Erlang.

Erlang blushed instantly. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything. "Then I'll say it?" Chen Xuan stood up. He knew his brother-in-law was embarrassed, so it was better for him to speak.

Erlang grabbed Chen Xuan, a resolute look flashing across his face, and said, "Let me explain."

"What's wrong? Look at you two, dawdling like that. You're family, what's there to hide?" Qiu Shi, unaware of the seriousness of the matter, laughed at the two of them.

Looking at his mother's smiling face, Erlang felt a pang of sadness. He stood up from the stool, walked to the center, and knelt down with a thud.

Everyone was startled. What could be so serious?

"Erlang, get up quickly. It's not New Year's yet. No need to kowtow. What do you want to say? Get up and say it." Mo Quan hurriedly told his grandson to get up, his words also intended to ease the atmosphere.

Erlang did not get up as instructed. Instead, he kowtowed and said with a guilty look, "Grandpa, Grandma, Father, Mother, Erlang was wrong. Erlang did something wrong. Erlang is sorry. Please let me kneel down. I will get up after I explain everything."

Everyone fell silent and looked at Erlang, wanting to hear what wrong he had done to make things so serious.

Seeing everyone staring at him, Erlang lowered his head, a look of unease flashing across his face. After a moment, he raised his head, calmed himself down, and began to speak.

As he spoke, everyone's hearts sank.