Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 924: Envy, Jealousy, and Hate Turn Bad (1)

Chapter 924: Chapter 924: Envy, Jealousy, and Hate Turn Bad (1)

Mo Yan was indifferent to what others thought and couldn’t be bothered to explain herself to a stranger. After politely seeing Madame An off, she gleefully accepted congratulations from her family, then shut herself away to revel in the Imperial Edict on her own.

Xue tuanzi, irritated by someone’s silly demeanor, came out to make its presence known. Mo Yan suppressed it with one hand and even blocked it out of her consciousness.

After her joy subsided, Mo Yan pondered over the motive behind the marriage decree. She picked up her pen to write to Xiao Ruiyuan, mentioning the Cui family’s proposal incidentally. Her aim was to remind him not to get complacent just because of the Imperial Edict of marriage; if she wanted to "climb over the wall," she still had plenty of chances!

Watching the pigeon flapping its wings, flying further and further away, Mo Yan dusted off her hands, which were in fact free of any dust, and turned to go back inside. That’s when she noticed a large eagle circling overhead. The eagle noticed her too and the next moment it swooped down, landing gracefully on her shoulder.

"Ss, you wretched Maomao, it’s always like this with you." Mo Yan’s slender shoulder was sore from the eagle’s powerful grip. She raised her hand and slapped Maomao’s feet, signaling it to get off quickly.

"Chirp—" Maomao reluctantly released its grip and landed on the ground, lifted one leg, and revealed the message tube attached to its foot.

Mo Yan’s eyes lit up. She squatted down to retrieve the letter from the tube and, after reading it carefully, she understood the origin of the marriage Imperial Edict and couldn’t help feeling grateful towards Chu Heng. As for why Emperor Huian had previously been reluctant to allow her and Xiao Ruiyuan to marry—the letter didn’t specify, and while she couldn’t be certain of the exact reason, she had already decided to attribute the credit for settling the border soldiers to Chu Heng.

What she wanted was merit. Once her merit was complete, helping Xue tuanzi break free from the bonds of the Heavenly Dao and then taking her back to the modern world to see the relatives who had raised her for over twenty years was enough for her. As for reputation, she had no use for it; marrying Xiao Ruiyuan and gaining too much prestige and public favor would be like a death warrant. If she could shift the credit to Chu Heng, it might dispel Emperor Huian’s doubts and earn the gratitude of a future monarch. That would make everything worthwhile.

And in the future, doing good deeds in the name of the Crown Prince would also come at a discount. When "funding is insufficient," she wouldn’t hesitate to ask the Imperial Family for money.

After thoroughly considering these things, Mo Yan wrote a letter to Xiao Ruiyuan, sharing her thoughts to see if he had any better suggestions. Then she wrote another letter to her father to briefly inform him of the marriage decree.

Meanwhile, at Xiao Ruiyuan’s side, even while the Eunuch with the Duty of Announcing Edicts was on his way to the Mo Family, he had been called back from the Government Office by a servant of the Lord Wei Yuan House. Between Xiao Xiong’s dark expression and Lady Wei’s gloating, he calmly reached out to accept the Imperial Edict, his face betraying no emotion.

Xiao Xiong and Lady Wei didn’t know that Xiao Ruiyuan had already become engaged to Mo Yan, nor did they realize how overjoyed he was at that moment. Seeing no hint of joy on his face, Xiao Xiong said coldly, "You are no more than this in front of The Emperor, being granted a wife of peasant origin. You’ve utterly tarnished the honor of our Lord Wei Yuan House. You’re the harbinger of this disaster."

Even though he was annoyed with this son, he couldn’t bear the thought of being addressed as "Father-in-law" by a daughter-in-law of lowly status; he found it humiliating.

Seeing Xiao Ruiyuan studying the Imperial Edict without responding, Lady Wei quickly stopped Xiao Xiong, who seemed on the verge of anger, and, with a relieved smile, she advised, "Lord Hou, in this generation of the Hou Mansion, we have only the Princely Heir and Qing’er. It’s somewhat sparse, isn’t it? Now that the Princely Heir has finally found a match, it won’t be long before he contributes to the Hou family’s growth. Isn’t that a great joy? It’s much better than what Qing’er has achieved. Lord Hou should not blame the Princely Heir. Besides, the Princely Heir couldn’t decide on this Imperial marriage himself. Why should Lord Hou be angry?"