Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 183: I Would Have Slapped Her Long Ago

Chapter 183: Chapter 183: I Would Have Slapped Her Long Ago

Indeed, as Shen Hua said, Yan Mi arrived, and she wasn’t late.

The moment she arrived, Wei Yingying, who lacked tact, asked: "How is your marriage arrangement going?"

Shen Hua was truly astounded.

Can’t she read the room?

Didn’t she see that Yan Mi’s brows and eyes were wrapped in sorrow?

Yan Mi did not hide it from the two of them. After sending away the servants, the few of them went somewhere quiet to talk. Just one short night felt both rushed and endless to her.

She spoke with difficulty and awkwardness: "My Daddy wants to call it off. But my Mama said, it’s not good to break faith and betray trust."

Wei Yingying: ???

"Has your Mama gone mad?"

Who doesn’t know that the Yan Family agreed to the marriage for benefits?

Are they now pretending to be gentlemen?

This is indeed somewhat absurd.

But then she thought again.

"Right, your Mama has never liked you since you were little, and you were raised by your grandmother. If your grandmother had been healthy and not gone off to recuperate, if she were still in Shengjing to back you up, this marriage probably wouldn’t have come to fruition."

Had she not mentioned this, it would have been fine, but once she did, the light in Yan Mi’s eyes dimmed a bit.

Yan Mi lowered her head, her voice light and fragile.

"Maybe that’s the case."

But a girl must eventually be married off. It’s the Yan Family’s men who can uphold the Governor Mansion’s dignity.

She said softly, "As for the matter with Duke Wei Mansion, my grandmother... she actually knew all about it."

Both families had actually had their intentions for a long time, just never made it explicit, and only she was kept in the dark.

Latterly, they settled on the benefits. What the Wei Family could offer was simply too much, so much so that it could help her younger brother, and the Yan Family was too satisfied to refuse.

Before informing Yan Mi about this matter, her strong-willed grandmother suddenly declared herself unwell and had to return to her hometown for recuperation.

It was a hasty move that took everyone by surprise.

After all, this was a granddaughter she had raised personally. She feared that in the end Yan Mi would not agree. If she were to witness it personally, she feared she wouldn’t have the heart to do it.

Before leaving, she looked at Yan Mi with her muddled eyes, holding her granddaughter’s hand.

——Mi, you’re the most understanding one, aren’t you?

Yes, she was the most understanding.

Therefore, she couldn’t be disobedient, unfilial, or say ’no’.

She actually understood everything.

Therefore, Yan Mi did not write to her grandmother for help.

There was no need.

Whom she married didn’t matter, right?

And there was no need to shatter the illusion she once had that her grandmother cherished her.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yingying also felt a chill down her back, and asked somewhat helplessly.

"Then do you think it can be called off in the end?"

Yan Mi shook her head.

"It all depends on my Daddy."

"Things on the official scene are always unpredictable."

Moreover, Duke Wei Mansion had even raised their ’offer’ overnight.

She was quite valuable.

The marriage procession at dawn.

The bridal entourage had gone to Duke Wen’s Mansion early in the morning, and after a stay, they brought the bride to Yongchang Marquis Mansion to perform the wedding ceremony before dusk.

At this time, the wedding hall was packed with people.

Elders of the family sat high, the newlyweds knelt down.

Cui Rong could no longer maintain the prideful demeanor of a Commandery Princess, like a tenacious bamboo shoot, she tried her best to squeeze forward.

Shen Hua glanced at the crowd and stepped back, bumping into Yan Mi.

Outside, the sound of firecrackers burst forth.

"Let’s go, we can’t see anything."

However, Wei Yingying said: "I have to watch, later I’ll follow them to the bridal room to watch them drink the wedding wine, to learn a thing or two for future use."

She pulled at Yan Mi, and didn’t forget to invite Shen Hua: "Let’s go together."

Shen Hua refused: "You two go ahead."

She walked outside.

Then, she saw Duchess Chengbo from Marquis Chengbo sitting not too far away.

Tsk.

Encountered her again.

The girl’s heart is like a waking dragon, restless and stirring.

Shen Hua approached amiably.

"Still angry?"

Duchess Chengbo: ...

Shen Hua warmly said, "It’s very dull to sit alone; let me keep Madam company."

Duchess Chengbo: ...You’re just here to rub salt in my wounds because you saw I didn’t die of anger, aren’t you?

She threw her handkerchief onto the table angrily.

Without blinking an eye, Shen Hua untruthfully remarked, "What a lovely handkerchief."

In the past, Duchess Chengbo would have loved to hear such flattery, but now it is a knot in her heart that she cannot untie.

She glanced sideways and said coldly, "Really?"

There are no others here. There’s no longer any need for pretense.

"What is it? Here to ask for my handkerchief on behalf of your cousin’s mother again?"

"That’s not it."

Shen Hua smiled, "Such a handkerchief is not for the likes of ordinary folks to use."

Every single word from Shen Hua seemed to Duchess Chengbo like a slap on her face.

"A mere cousin, of low status, taking advantage of Marquis Mansion’s influence, you have the nerve to show off in front of me? Better weigh your own status! You are nothing more than a plaything for flattery; she brings you to her maternal home for a joyful occasion when she’s pleased but casts you aside when she tires of you. What are you then?"

Shen Hua was not upset.

She simply found a comfortable position.

"Regretting?"

The girl took the cup from the table and gently sipped from it.

"Talent falls short, looks fall short, and the man you married is no match for my cousin’s mother. She enjoys a smooth life, an obedient son, yet your own son is far inferior, and even the bastards in the house are doing better than your esteemed son. It’s infuriating, isn’t it?"

"For this reason, Madam has placed all her hopes on Princess You Ning. Are you now regretting getting what you wished for?"

Duchess Chengbo had never imagined that Shen Hua would dare to be so presumptuous!

She glared fiercely.

"You!"

"Madam is nothing but a pitiable person, inferior in every way, yet obsessed with outdoing others."

"How have I not outdone her? Cui Yang is dead, and she is nothing but a widow!"

Shen Hua’s expression turned cold: "Is that so?"

"Madam is probably thinking that not even one of Marquis Chengbo’s fingers compares to my cousin’s husband."

"Otherwise, what’s the excitement for?

Marquis Chengbo has his position simply by inheriting a title, without any meritorious deeds; all he knows is a life of luxury and indulgence.

The hand beneath Duchess Chengbo’s sleeve clenched tightly.

Shen Hua: "Everything has a cause, and every action has its effects. Karma, it’s just like this."

She laughed, "What is there to compare, truly?"

"Shut up! How dare you speak to me like this!"

Duchess Chengbo suddenly stood up, her face dark with rage, wishing she could swallow Shen Hua whole. She was just about to punish Shen Hua.

But the girl merely lifted her tender face, with clear and piercing eyes: "I haven’t said anything. Did anyone hear me?"

Shen Hua rose frailly.

She cast a reproachful glance at Duchess Chengbo, "I may have a lowly status, but Madam must not bully others with her power."

Leaving those words, the girl walked away, happy and joyous.

Holding her breath, she could still hear her say.

"I’m finally comfortable now."

"If it weren’t for the many rules in Shengjing, I would have slapped her long ago."

Shen Hua smiled slightly.

The sky darkened.

From afar, the girl saw the newlyweds escorted to their bridal chamber, hands clutching the wedding silk.

Then, she caught sight of Cui Yun.

The man leaned over slightly, fixing the tousled hair for Cui Rong; despite the distance, Shen Hua felt she could picture the cold outline of his face, akin to the bright moon in the sky.

He stood amid the clamor, yet seemingly detached from it.

Amid his elegance, there was an underlying, impenetrable loneliness.

Cui Yun seemed to sense something.

He looked over.

Shen Hua’s gaze trembled.

Eyes met eyes.

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