Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 44 It doesn’t matter, I don’t care about this

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 It doesn’t matter, I don’t care about this

The setting sun’s crimson hue faded, and the twilight came in waves over the overlapping mountains.

Travelers on the road all hastened home, except for the unruly children who were heedless of the evening, fiercely quarreling with great tension.

"My Daddy earns eight taels of silver a month, impressive isn’t it!"

"What’s there to brag about, my Daddy earns ten taels, more than yours. He hands it all over to my Mama, and she even bought me new clothes with it."

"My Daddy is the mightiest."

"Nonsense!"

"Stop arguing, stop arguing. My Daddy has five concubines, does your daddy have any?"

Horse hooves gradually sounded from beyond the path, and looking into the distance, one could see a figure on horseback, dashing and valiant, with sleeves billowing in the wind.

Cui Yun stopped at Marquis Yangling Mansion, dismounted his horse, tossed the reins to the guard in front, then ascended the steps towards the main courtyard.

"Marquis has finally returned." The old woman hurried over from within the courtyard, holding an umbrella to shield against the flurry of snowflakes.

"The Dowager and the Old Mistress were just speaking of you."

The maid standing outside the house quickly lifted the heavy curtain and invited Cui Yun inside.

Inside, the floor was heated, and the warmth hit him immediately, turning the frost on his cloak into vapor.

Cui Yun, who disliked others nearing him, removed his cloak, took the towel offered by the attendant, and wiped himself briefly.

The voices inside fell silent for a moment.

The Dowager wore a cumbersome diadem with animal motifs and a camel-colored robe embroidered with large dahlias, her hair was styled in a lucky bun.

From behind the bead curtain, one could vaguely discern the male’s upright figure.

"Is it Yun who has returned?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Yun stepped forward and paid his respects properly.

"How has grandmother been feeling these days?"

The Dowager had only one son, Cui Yun’s late father, now separated by heaven and earth.

She also had an adopted son, who is currently serving in Hui State.

Her son had died, and the eldest grandson had also left; upon hearing this tragic news, the Dowager fell ill, losing the vitality she once had.

"Good, Ni Kang will take my pulse the day after tomorrow, how could it not be good."

"Brother Cui, come sit by your grandmother."

Cui Yun then paid his respects to the woman next to the Dowager.

Cui Xuan’s beauty was undiminished, her charm still present. She was once renowned across Shengjing for her unmatched beauty.

She refilled the Dowager’s tea, asking, "Was your journey smooth?"

It’s no wonder she asked; Cui Yun had stated his return date before leaving, her son was always reliable, yet this time he was delayed by two days.

He did not leave Shengjing for official duties, and as for the reason, no one in Marquis Yangling Mansion inquired, including Old Master Cui who never restricted him.

"Indeed, I have caused Mama worry."

Seeing him like this, Cui Xuan felt a lump in her throat and ceased her inquiries.

"If you do not want me and your Mama to worry, you should also consider marrying soon. It’s been a long time since our house has had joy, it would be good to add some happiness."

Cui Yun smiled: "Yes."

The Dowager sighed: "Your uncle wrote that he cannot return for New Year’s this year. It’s good that you made it back, or the house would be even more bleak."

The uncle is her adopted son.

Seeing that Cui Yun was not opposed to marrying, she couldn’t help but smile broadly.

"The successors in Marquis Mansion are few, and Rong feels lonely by herself. Grandmother is looking forward to you and your bride enriching the family."

As she mentioned Cui Rong, Cui Yun inadvertently glanced around.

The Dowager chided him with a look.

"Stop looking, that wild girl was tired from playing, and your sister-in-law has taken her to sleep. Grandmother has spoken with you, did you hear clearly?"

Cui Yun sighed resignedly.

"Yes."

"Yes, yes, yes, you just know how to brush me off all day. I’ve seen the lady from the Commander’s Mansion myself, but I don’t know what you think..."

Before she could finish her sentence.

Cui Yun felt a headache and hurriedly stood up.

He has never been stirred by love, nor has he ever fantasized about any woman at night. Therefore, he had no expectations for his future bride.

But he indeed needed to get married.

The taste of Cui Xuan in choosing a sister-in-law for Brother was naturally excellent, sensible and virtuous.

Cui Yun said calmly, bowing deeply to the two of them, "Whatever Grandmother and Mama decide is fine by me."

Cui Xuan frowned unexpectedly. Words reached her lips, but she ultimately did not speak them.

After she helped the Dowager rest, she then walked back to her courtyard along the corridor, heavy with thoughts.

The trusted old woman beside her carried a lantern, consoling, "The Marquis responded so promptly this time, it may not be long before you have a new daughter-in-law serving you tea, Lady. What more is there to worry about?"

Cui Xuan sighed.

"I only have this son left. Bai was the most worry-free before, Yun always caused trouble. I always hoped he would become more reliable, even more so, but now that he has as I hoped, I find myself missing his lively antics. Look at what the child has become now?"

She did not lack compassion.

How could the Old Master who taught Cui Yun not feel compassionate?

Scenes of the two brothers together seemed to float before Cui Xuan’s eyes.

Back then, Cui Bai was still a young boy, with a trace of childishness between his brows, carrying Cui Yun on his back.

"Mama, Yun is tired, I’ll take him back to rest first."

Cui Xuan looked at Cui Yun’s chubby baby face, his childlike eyes darting around.

She was impartial towards both sons, "Doesn’t he have his own legs? It’s just you spoiling him, Yun, come down and walk by yourself."

Cui Yun, clinging to Cui Bai’s neck, spoke in a whining tone.

"Mama, why do you always stop Brother from pampering me?"

Fearing that Cui Xuan would punish his brother, Cui Bai quickly said, "Mama, how heavy is Yun? I’m not tired."

Cui Yun climbed up higher, triumphant, "You’re already a mother, how can you be jealous of your own young son?"

But now.

The current Cui Yun greeted and performed ceremonies impeccably, more standard than anyone else.

How could a son cause his Mama such worry. Cui Xuan would rather have Cui Yun talk endlessly and tiresomely by her ear. Exaggerating the difficulties he faced along the way.

"Right now, the rise and fall of the Marquis Yangling Mansion depends solely on him. It’s an honor, but also a shackle. Yun has kept a low profile and hasn’t let anyone in the mansion down."

Reaching such a position at this age is glamorous, but the hardships behind it are unknown to others.

"How could I bear to see, even the person beside him in bed not as dear to him as the ones in his heart?"

However, Cui Yun has kept it too hidden.

To this day, Cui Xuan has not figured out whether he likes his women pretty and delicate, gentle, or dignified?

"Lady Yan from the Commander’s Mansion is good, but if he doesn’t like her, no matter how good she is, it’s in vain."

Cui Xuan looked at Jiao Jianyue hanging in the sky and recalled the praises people had for Cui Yun. Her furrowed brows couldn’t help but smooth out.

"Let’s forget about the Commander’s Mansion. Wait for the right time, and speak clearly with my mother-in-law."

"I see that right now, he hasn’t yet met the woman he likes."

If it weren’t for the fact that he raised a cat a few years ago, Cui Xuan would truly think that Cui Yun aimed high, with no desires at all.

So, it doesn’t matter, that’s why she doesn’t care.

The old woman hurriedly said, "The Marquis has never tasted the flavor of children’s love; Lady Yan’s character and appearance are beyond reproach, maybe just one look from the Marquis, and he’ll be pleased."

This statement was true, and Cui Xuan felt somewhat comforted.

She had an idea.

"That’s not difficult, let him meet her then."

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