Western Wind Sighs Works The Eldest Daughter Should Marry, A First-Rank Noble's Consort The Eldest Daughter Should Marry, A First-Rank Noble's Consort The Eldest Daughter Should Marry, A First-Rank Noble's Consort Volume 1 Chapter 37 Delivering the Letter, Gazing at Each Other

  The next morning, Xia Ting got on the carriage that was leaving the mansion, braving the cold wind. The carriage traveled all the way to the entrance of Nuan Yan Lou.

  Xia Tingjing walked up to the second floor under the enthusiastic welcome of the shopkeeper and entered a luxurious room, sitting down by the window, while Wan Yu followed closely behind her.

  Xia Ting lowered her head and looked out the window, this elegant room's window was just below the entrance of Nuan Yan Building, where a wide street stretched out. From here, one could see the various horse-drawn carriages parked at the entrance of Nuan Yan Building, an excellent vantage point for observation.

  At this time, the shopkeeper of Warm Smoke Building had personally brought over tea and asked in a low voice, "Miss, would you like to have some dishes or pastries?"

  Xia Ting nodded and shook her head "No need, you go entertain the guests, if there's anything I'll call for you."

  Chen the shopkeeper nodded knowingly and exited the room to go downstairs and attend to the guests.

  Xia Ting quietly held her teacup, she couldn't eat anything now. She had thought about it all night, and if she wanted to get rid of the Xia family, the best way was to marry someone.

  But who can she marry? After all these years, she hasn't met any men. Moreover, as a well-educated modern woman, she deeply resents the behavior of men in this generation having three wives and four concubines. Her self-esteem and pride do not allow her to share a man with others, even if she doesn't love him.

  But in this feudal and conservative ancient times, where could she find such a man. After some thought, the quiet King's son unexpectedly became the best candidate.

  After some deliberation, she finally decided to go out and deliver a message to Baili Yongjia.

  From the news that Hongyin brought back, she knew that he didn't have a concubine by his side. When she first heard about this, she was very surprised, after all, this was extremely rare among those young masters from noble families. Moreover, since he seemed to have intentions towards her and she wasn't repelled by him, at least when considering whether to marry him, she didn't feel any aversion in her heart.

  The only problem now is whether he is willing to agree to his own requirements, and from then on, he cannot take a concubine or accept other women, there can only be her.

  If he is willing, then she would naturally be delighted to marry him. After all, an ancient man is willing to make such a promise, what reason does she have not to trust and accept it?

  If he is not willing, then she can only think of another way. If necessary, she will ruin her own reputation and see who dares to come and propose marriage again. But this is the worst plan, although as a modern person, she doesn't care about such ridiculous things like reputation, but her mother and brother may also be affected by some bad consequences.

  Just thinking about it, Xia Ting Cong rubbed her brow with a slight headache. The best solution was still that Bai Li Rong Jin would agree to her request; otherwise, she would have to worry for a while.

  At this time, the sound of horseshoes came from outside the window, Xia Ting seemed to have a feeling and leaned out of the window to look down. A carriage with the sign of "Jing Wang Fu" was parked at the door of Warm Smoke Building. The window she was in was slanted downwards, just opposite the carriage of this horse-drawn vehicle. She saw at a glance the guard who had been following him all the time at "Drunken Fragrance Building". The other party got off the horse-drawn vehicle and walked straight into the Warm Smoke Building.

  Xia Ting smiled slightly, he had arrived. It seemed that at this time he should be sitting in the car. According to the shopkeeper's reports from these days, she knew that every day around this time he would come here to order some dishes and take them away. Apparently, it was for his two younger brothers to eat.

  Because she grasped this news, so today she especially came to wait for him.

  Now, people have finally arrived.

  Xia Ting turned her head to look at the long rectangular wooden box on the table, and said to Wan Yu, "Take it away and give it to the shopkeeper, let him hand it over to the servant of the Jing Wang Fu personally."

  Inside the box were two jars of jujube honey that she had packed early this morning, along with a handwritten letter. Now all that's left to do is find a way to deliver it to him and wait for his response.

  Wan Yu nodded and carried the box downstairs to find the owner of Warm Smoke Building.

  Qing Yu was standing at the counter waiting for the chef to finish cooking, so he could pack it up and take it away. Ever since the young master had bought some food from here last time and taken it back for the two young lords to try, they had thoroughly fallen in love with the dishes of this restaurant and clamored to eat them every day. The young master had no choice but to come to Warm Smoke Building every day after court to buy some meals to take back.

  But the dishes here are indeed extremely good, and it's no wonder that the two young masters have been thinking about them day and night.

  At this time, the shopkeeper of Warm Smoke Building was holding several oil-paper packages in his left hand and steadily hugging a wooden box in his right hand, with a smile all over his face, walking towards Qing Yu: "Young master, these are the nine dishes you just ordered."

  Qing Yu took over the thin rope tied with an oil paper package, but saw the shopkeeper hand over another box, and suddenly asked "What's this?"

  The shopkeeper smiled as usual and said, "This was entrusted to me by someone to be handed over to Wang Shizong."

  Handed over to the young master? Qing Yu furrowed his brow and asked "Who is it?"

  The shopkeeper smiled and said, "The other party has made it clear that as long as the young master takes a look, he will understand."

  Qing Yu hesitated slightly as he took the box, a puzzled look on his face. Who could be giving this to the young master? He couldn't guess and simply walked quickly back to the carriage, handing the box over to Bai Li Rong Jin inside.

  Baili Rongjin was also taken aback when he saw the box, and opened the lid with a hint of puzzlement. Inside, there were two small wooden barrels, and at the bottom, there was a letter pressed underneath.

  Upon seeing these things, Baili Yongji's eyes narrowed, and the two wooden jars were exactly the same as the one she had given him that day. She reached out to open the wooden lid, revealing a crystal clear color like amber, emitting a rich fragrance, which was indeed the honey she had given him.

  She carefully pulled out the letter that was pressed under the wooden lid, opened the envelope and took out the paper inside. Her slender white hands slowly unfolded the letter, on which there were only a few words: "No concubine, no minor wife, no equal wife, can you agree?"

  The signature is Xia Ting's three words. Such beautiful cursive script, familiar handwriting. It was her, she sent the letter and honey.

  This made Bai Li Rong Jin feel a little dazed, and he almost subconsciously lifted the curtain beside the car window, wanting to find that woman who had been on his mind.

  At a glance, he saw her. She was sitting quietly on the windowsill of the second floor, wearing a snow-white cloak. It seemed that she had been looking in this direction all along. He saw her, and she also saw him. When their eyes met, he felt as if there was a warm current flowing through his heart.

  The horse carriage moved slowly, Bai Li Rong Jin looked at him, faintly revealing a smile. Extreme beauty.

  Gazing afar, until her figure could no longer be seen, only then did he withdraw his distant gaze. Slender fingers brushed against the ink-scented letter paper, and a smile lingered in Baili Youyin's eyes - was this really her request? To so bluntly propose that her husband could only dote on her alone? She truly was an extraordinary woman, unlike any other.

  But what delighted him was that since she dared to make a request, did this mean that she was willing to marry him?

  These days, he has been hesitant about whether or not to propose to her. Unexpectedly, she gave him such a surprise today.

  And the requirements she put forward, although surprising, he was also willing to accept. He was not a sentimental person to begin with, and in his view, it was enough to have one woman who shared his heart in this life.

  For the first time, his heart began to have expectations.

  Xia Ting sat by the window, staring blankly at the horse carriage that was getting farther and farther away. When she came back to her senses, she only felt a slight burning sensation on her face. She had actually been staring at a man's smile in a daze. This was truly the first time in her life.

  She never thought he would suddenly lift the curtain and gaze over at her, their eyes meeting.

  This sudden change left her stunned, staring blankly at him. Nor did she know what the other person was thinking, but he looked at her with a smile, causing her to lose her mind for a moment.

  What does this mean, is it yes or no? How can she guess with just a smile and without saying a word?

  Xia Ting looked at the departing carriage with a hint of distress, it seemed she could only return to the manor and wait for news, if he truly agreed to her request, there would surely be some movement.

  Digression

  Everyone, be more civilized.