Jiang Xuanjin returned to the mansion, his face didnt look good all the way. The servants who passed by saw him and were so frightened that they lowered their heads and retreated several steps.

  "Little uncle." Jiang Yan had just finished his lessons for the day and was walking back to the corridor when he saw him in this state, so he came up and paid his respects, "Whats wrong with you? Are you ill?"

  Jiang Xuanjin turned his head and saw Jiang Yan laughing with red lips and white teeth, wearing a blue brocade robe, with a silk forehead band on his forehead, adorned with a white jade gemstone, warm and radiant.

  Such a good appearance, and such a good temperament, whoever sees it must praise him for his dragon-like spirit and phoenix-like beauty. Its really a pity to marry a woman like Bai Si who is not serious about her life.

  Coughing twice, Jiang Xuanjin lowered his eyes and said: "Im fine, where are you going?"

  Jiang Yan smiled and said, "I just came out from Husbands place, planning to go pay respects to Grandfather. However... looking at Young Uncles appearance, Id better send you back to Moju first."

  Jiang Xuanjin didnt decline, pursed his lips and continued walking forward.

  "What trouble has little uncle encountered?" Jiang Yan said while walking, "Its been a long time since Ive seen you so flustered."

  Or rather, he had never been so flustered before. Even if Mount Tai were to collapse in front of him on an ordinary day, he would think about how to save the country and its people, without revealing even a hint of worry.

  Suddenly, his whole body was filled with evil energy.

  Reminded by him, Jiang Xuanjin was slightly startled and only then did he realize that something was off with himself, hurriedly calming his mind.

  "Theres nothing troublesome." He changed the subject, "I just went to the White Manor a moment ago."

  Bai Fu? Jiang Yan was taken aback, and then his eyes sank: "What are you going there for?"

  Listening to his tone that was suddenly unhappy, Jiang Xuanjin slightly furrowed his brow: "Your eighteenth birthday is just around the corner, what do you want me to do?"

  Jiang Yans face turned gloomy: "Young uncle, I dont want to marry Miss Bai Si."

  "You cant help it."

  Kua stepped into the Mo residence, and Jiang Xuanjin sat down on the soft couch, taking the tea from Cheng Xu and drinking two mouthfuls: "This was a marriage arranged by your mother before she passed away. If you want to break it off, even if you say little, youll still be beaten half to death by your father."

  "Beat it!" Jiang Yan flung his sleeve and sat down beside him, "Id rather he beat me to death than marry a fool back home!"

  Fool? Jiang Xuanjin sneered. If Bai Zhenyi was a fool, then there would be no intelligent people in this world. Look at her methods of seducing men, hugging and embracing them whenever she sees one, and yet she still managed to get entangled with Lu Jinghang. Fortunately, he never believed what she said, or else he really would have thought she had a lot of sincerity!

  Jiang Yan was taken aback, turned his head to look at his younger uncles face, and was so frightened that he immediately stood up: "I... I was wrong, dont be angry! I didnt mean to gossip behind peoples backs!"

  Jiang Xuanjin looked at him and slightly furrowed his brow: "Which eye of yours saw me get angry?"

  Both eyes have seen it! Jiang Yan was very flustered, standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, like a child who had done something wrong.

  He looked at him with a hint of disdain and finally said in a low voice, "Young master, dont be impatient, the master is not angry with you."

  Huh? Isnt he angry? Jiang Yans heart relaxed a little, and then he wondered: "Who is he angry with?"

  She glanced at the silent master, smiled faintly and said: "Who can guess? Maybe its because hes still ill. If young master has nothing else to do, its better to go and pay respects to the old man first."

  "Im going now," Jiang Yan said, looking at Jiang Xuanjin again. "Young uncle, my birthday is the day after tomorrow. You must take good care of yourself and come to give me a gift then."

  "Hmm." Jiang Xuanjin nodded in response.

  The nephew then took his leave first.

  "Wait." Jiang Xuanjin shouted to stop him, "Have you delivered the invitation card to the White Mansion?"

  As soon as he mentioned the White Mansion, Jiang Yans face fell again: "Delivered, cant it be delivered? My dad went to deliver it in person."

  "Did you send one?"

  "Nature."

  Half-closing his eyes, Jiang Xuanjin twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand and said softly, "Add one more sheet to go, give it separately to Miss Bai Si."

  Jiang Yan was startled: "Why?"

  Logically speaking, one invitation card should be enough for a family, he would have been overjoyed if Miss Bai didnt come due to some headache or fever, why did he still give her an extra one?

  Jiang Xuanjin raised his head and looked at him for a moment.

  A chilly gaze fell on him, and Jiang Yan immediately became honest, clenching his fists and saying: "Ill have someone send it to you tomorrow."

  "Go."

  "Yes, nephew takes his leave."

  Watching him leave, she couldnt help but whisper: "The young master really dislikes this marriage."

  "Whats the point?" He loosened his cloak and changed into comfortable clothes, his voice hoarse and low. "In the end, he cant be in charge."

  Glancing at him, Cheng Xiao said in a low voice: "Actually, there is room for maneuver, as long as you say a few words to Old Master..."

  Jiang Xuanjin looked at him coolly: "Why should I go and say?"

  The marriage had been arranged long ago. Even if she wasnt a good girl for the family, it should be his elder brother Jiang Chong who made the decision. What was he getting himself involved in?

  She quietly took out his nightclothes and helped him change into them.

  The next morning.

  Hua Yu opened her eyes and turned her head to see Ling Xiu sitting at the table embroidering clothes. The oil lamp on the table was dimly lit, probably having been burning all night.

  "Youre so stubborn." Propping herself up, Huai Yu said, "Why are you being so obstinate?"

  Ling Xiu was so frightened that the needle almost pricked her hand. She looked up at her, with eyes full of bloodshot: "Miss, youre awake? Ill go get your breakfast."

  "You can rest for a while." Without a good temper, he got out of bed and changed his clothes. Huai Yu said, "Can you walk steadily now? Dont get dizzy halfway and look like youre about to cry again."

  Ling Xius flat mouth, wanted to argue for himself a couple of sentences, but Li Huaiyus movements were extremely fast, and he was dressed in two or three strokes, rinsed his mouth and wiped his face before heading out.

  After some thought, Lingxiu picked up her clothes and continued embroidering.

  Early in the morning, the White Mansion was already bustling with activity. Huai Yu stumbled and staggered her way to the kitchen, where the cooks wife greeted her with a smile: "Congratulations, Fourth Miss! I hear youve made a full recovery."

  Hua Yu politely smiled at her and said, "Ive come to get breakfast."

  The maid heard this and immediately turned around, scooped two bowls of porridge and several small dishes, put them on a tray and handed it to her: "Its time for breakfast, Fourth Miss, hold on."

  She took a glance at the dishes and couldnt help but sigh in admiration, "Bai Dezhong is indeed an honest and upright official. His daughters meals are so simple, hes truly a good role model with clean hands."

  However, when she glanced sideways, she saw a large pile of exquisite dishes on the stove behind her, including eight-treasure porridge, steamed mandarin fish, and five-color steamed buns, all of which made her mouth water.

  She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Whose breakfast is this?"

  The kitchen maid was taken aback, shifted her body to block the view, and smiled apologetically: "Who else could it be? Of course, only the master of the house can use these things."

  Is it? Huaiyu nodded, and didnt plan to entangle any more. Who knew that as soon as she turned around, she bumped into a maid who was walking from behind, and two bowls of scalding hot porridge instantly spilled all over her chest.