The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 13

[Chapter 13 Marriage Matters]

After listening to the sad love story between the young master and Miss Wanqing, Xiuer was sad for a while, until she left the yard, her eyes were still red.

Seeing her like this, Fang Xiu felt a little regretful.

Xiu’er was still young, so the stories she heard and the stories she read were about talented men and beautiful women getting married.

But they don’t understand that there are far more imperfections and regrets in this world than perfection and perfection.

An unsatisfactory story like this was considered cruel to her.

What’s even more cruel is…

Fang Xiu made this story up casually.

Before he had time to feel guilty, he saw a small head sticking out from behind the courtyard wall.

The girl’s apricot eyes scanned the courtyard, and when she saw that there was no one in the courtyard, she walked in.

“Fang Xiu, I also have something to ask you.”

The girl walked to Fang Xiu and said softly.

After two days of getting along, the two already knew each other’s names.

The girl’s name was Zhao Yan, and to Fang Xiu’s surprise, she was a young lady from a wealthy family in Kyoto.

The girl didn’t want to reveal which family it was, and he didn’t bother to ask.

The surname Zhao is the surname of today’s country. There are many nobles named Zhao in the capital, and there are countless eldest ladies hiding in the boudoir.

There’s no point in asking, it’s better to just leave it like this and still keep a sense of mystery between them.

At this moment, Zhao Yan stood in front of Fang Xiu, her eyes as red as Xiu’er’s who had just left, and tears could be faintly seen on her beautiful face.

Fang Xiu was startled and asked, “Are you crying?”

Zhao Yan showed a trace of panic on her face, turned away and said, “No.”

Fang Xiu looked at her and said, “You are obviously crying.

” Girls are sensitive and fragile at heart, but they tend to be strong.

The same thing happened to Xiu’er just now. She was obviously crying so hard that she couldn’t stop crying, but she still pretended that she hadn’t cried at all.

boom!

Zhao Yan stamped her foot suddenly, and a piece of the bluestone on the ground shattered.

She looked at Fang Xiu and said angrily: “Me! No! Yes!”

If there is no, there is no.

What kind of evil is it?

Fang Xiu shrank his head subconsciously, not daring to provoke her any more.

Zhao Yan glanced at him and asked casually: “Is the story between you and Miss Wanqing true?”

Fang Xiu looked at her, thought about it, and nodded: “Of course.”

Zhao Yan’s eyes flashed After a moment of sadness, Fang Xiu happened to see him.

He opened his mouth wide and stared at Zhao Yan, feeling surprised.

This little girl doesn’t really like herself!

Zhao Yan noticed Fang Xiu’s eyes, glared at him, and said angrily: “What are you looking at!”

Phew –

Fang Xiu let out a long breath.

No girl would speak to her sweetheart in such a tone, okay okay…

Zhao Yan stopped after yelling, then resumed her previous little daughter behavior, coquettishly for a long time, and asked: “Then do you hate Princess Anle?” ?”

“What?”

Her words were so different that Fang Xiu didn’t react for a moment.

Seeing that she was showing signs of anger again, Fang Xiu hurriedly changed his words: “I don’t hate it.”

The anger on Zhao Yan’s face disappeared instantly, and she was stunned and asked: “Why?”

Fang Xiu thought for a while and replied: “Because princess Your Highness, like me, is just a poor person who has no right to choose.”

Zhao Yan raised her lips slightly and whispered: “Who is like you…”

“What did you say?”

Her voice was too soft this time. I really didn’t hear it clearly.

Zhao Yan thought for a while, looked at him, and asked seriously: “I said, you really don’t want to marry the princess?”

Fang Xiu sighed and said, “So what if you want to, so what if you don’t want to, these things are never up to us. Making the decision, being born into a rich family, you have to shoulder certain responsibilities…”

There was still the second half of his sentence that he didn’t say, which was, ‘But I don’t want to take on this responsibility! ‘.

After listening to Fang Xiu’s words, Zhao Yan’s eyes became a little more gloomy.

She bit her lower lip lightly, looked at Fang Xiu, and said, “But there must be a way, right?”

At this point, Fang Xiu could already make a rough guess about her life experience…

This little girl must have been forced into marriage. Escape from home.

She would rather stay with a famous dandy in Kyoto than go home…

The person she is marrying may be worse than herself… Wu Yi and others.

Fang Xiu couldn’t bear to break her last hope, so he smiled and said: “Everything has a solution, but no one has thought of it yet…”

Zhao Yan nodded, looking a little disappointed, and when she walked out of the yard, I almost tripped over the threshold.

Fang Xiu looked at her leaving figure and shook his head.

There is no best solution in the world.

To gain something means to lose more.

It is actually not difficult to escape from a marriage. It is rare that after escaping from a marriage, you can return to your family and live the life without worries about food and clothing.

Zhao Yan would not fail to understand this.

She came to ask herself this question just because she wanted to get some comfort from herself.

But…

people always have to face reality.

……

Being interrupted twice in a row, Fang Xiu’s interest in sunbathing was mostly ruined.

He stood up, picked up a piece of red bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Looking at the blue sky, thinking about how to change the emperor’s mind.

The emperor chose him as his consort because, firstly, he was not as naughty as Wu Yi and others, and secondly, he valued his status as the only son of the Anping family.

Many of them took the opportunity to show their favor to the generals in important towns.

Therefore, if you want to change the emperor’s mind, just pretending to be crazy and acting stupid is not enough.

Since ancient times, emperors have been the most ruthless. As long as there are enough benefits, he does not rule out the possibility of pushing his daughter into the pit of fire.

Fang Xiu thought for a while.

If after some time, the emperor still hasn’t given up the idea of choosing him as his consort, he might as well go to the border to hide from the limelight.

With his status as the only son of An Pingbo, he would definitely not be in any danger.

After hanging out at the border for a while, and then returning to Kyoto, the princess might have already married…

“Young Master.”

Fang Xiu was so lost in thought that he didn’t even notice when Bai Xiaochun came.

He glanced at Bai Xiaochun and asked: “What’s the matter?”

Bai Xiaochun stood aside and bowed: “Master, the date for this year’s Oiran Conference has been decided.” Fang Xiu

lay back on the rocking chair and asked casually: “When is it set? ?”

Bai Xiaochun showed his signature flattering smile and said respectfully: “On the 14th day of the lunar month, the place is Yirenju… which happens to be Miss Wanqing’s place.”

In the capital, the young master of the Fang family and Yiren are among the top courtiers. The love-hate entanglement between them has been widely spread.

As the number one loser, Bai Xiaochun naturally did his homework.

He hurriedly took out a pamphlet from his arms, presented it to Fang Xiu with both hands, and said, “This is the seat on the day of the oiran convention. Please take a look, young master.”

Fang Xiu casually picked a seat near the front and asked casually: “How did you go about the things you were asked to do?”

Bai Xiaochun replied hurriedly: “Master, it’s all done. The master’s story is wonderful. Even if there is no money, those storytellers will try their best to tell it.”

Fang Xiu listened .

After finishing, he waved his hand.

Bai Xiaochun immediately understood and retreated slowly.

For a time, only Fang Xiu was left in the yard.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and a dead leaf fluttered down, adding a bit of desolation…

(End of this chapter)