QWAPMP Chapter 107

As soon as Aunt Liu left, Yan Ye began to disregard the rules, placing his hand on the young ge’er’s waist. “Don’t you have anything you want to ask?”

Song Yi’s expression froze, his brows furrowing slightly. “I heard Auntie say that your mother has always wanted you to marry your cousin.”

“You know?” Yan Ye exhaled softly, leading the person to sit in the pavilion. “Father leaving me alone this time is for this matter.”

Song Yi pursed his lips tightly, silently waiting for him to continue.

Yan Ye rested a hand on his forehead, tilting his head to look at the young ge’er who had fallen into unease, and explained in a gentler voice, “Father is worried that Mother won’t be willing to handle our wedding when the time comes, so he was thinking of discussing with me about letting Auntie handle this. He was originally afraid I wouldn’t agree, which is why he wanted you all to leave first before discussing it with me.”

“Did you agree?” Song Yi blurted out excitedly, his uneasy mood also sweeping away.

Yan Ye smiled, then nodded, stroking a lock of the young ge’er’s long hair. “My mother is bedridden. As a son, I absolutely cannot let her worry about me.”

Knowing that his words had other meanings, Song Yi didn’t want to think too deeply, just smiled happily.

The Yan family was going to hold a happy event, so everyone in the residence had to get busy, and it was bound to be lively.

From the moment Yan Ye told Song Yi that the auspicious day was set, the two of them were busy non-stop together, with very few chances to meet.

Aunt Liu happily took over the task of organizing the wedding, and even took Song Yi out three times a day to prepare the necessary items for the marriage.

By the time Madame Yan learned of this matter, red silk was already hung inside and outside the Yan residence, full of festive cheer.

Madame Yan looked at the red silk, her eyes surging with anger. She tried her best to restrain herself from reaching out to pull these things down, but suppressed her anger and told a servant to invite Song Yi over. “You go call that young ge’er over and say that I, his future mother-in-law, want to see him.”

The servant quickly put down the red lantern in hand and replied before leaving to fetch the person.

A few moments later, Song Yi entered the Plum Blossom Courtyard and saw his future mother-in-law sitting on a concubine couch, sipping tea. Hearing the servant announce his arrival, she didn’t even lift her head, completely ignoring his presence, and continued speaking softly with Lu Yishuang.

Song Yi could see that his mother-in-law had called him over to find trouble. He sneered in his heart. “Since Auntie and Cousin have matters to discuss, Song Yi will take his leave first.”

After Song Yi finished speaking and was about to turn around, Madame Yan’ sharp voice came from behind. “Who allowed you to leave? An elder hasn’t even spoken yet, what are you talking about?”

As expected, she wanted to discipline him. Song Yi’s lips curled into a cold smile. When he turned to face Madame Yan, that cold smile had also disappeared. “Is Auntie calling me here today just to discipline me?”

If so, should he tolerate it?

“You are so sharp-tongued and disregard your elders. Does my cousin know?” Lu Yishuang’s gaze was resentful, trying to use Madame Yan’s identity to suppress Song Yi.

“Hmph, are all rustic ge’ers as unruly as you?” Madame Yan’s gaze towards Song Yi was no better than Lu Yishuang’s.

Song Yi curled his lips and retorted, “Are the mistresses in the county town all as well-bred as Auntie?”

He spoke with a double meaning, indirectly insulting Lu Yishuang as well, because Madame Yan’s maiden name was Lu, she was a member of the Lu family before getting married.

“Presumptuous.” Madame Yan snapped angrily. “If I let an unruly young ge’er like you enter my household, it will be over my dead body.”

These words could be seen as a threat, one that couldn’t threaten Song Yi but did threaten Yan Ye, who was related to her by blood.

Song Yi’s expression froze. He never expected a single sentence to anger Madame Yan to this extent.

“I want to see if he wants you, this unruly thing, or me, his mother.” After uttering harsh words, Madame Yan ordered her servants to chase Song Yi out of the Plum Blossom Courtyard.

The purpose of calling him over this time was also to make him retreat in the face of difficulty.

Song Yi walked out of the Plum Blossom Courtyard in a daze, unknowingly arriving at Yan Ye’s courtyard. He looked up at the study; no one was inside. He asked a cleaning servant if their young master had returned.

The servant replied no.

Song Yi returned to the temporary courtyard Aunt Liu had prepared for him, standing alone on the corridor, his gaze dull and his mind heavy with worry.

When Yan Ye returned, he saw this scene. He didn’t go up to him but instead asked someone what had happened at home today.

After the servant finished answering tremblingly, Yan Ye’s brows and eyes were full of coldness, his expression indifferent. “Go invite the best doctor in the county town for Madame!”

“Young Master, this, Madame doesn’t seem…” Doesn’t seem ill. He had heard Madame scolding people today!

“This young master is telling you to go, so go.” Yan Ye’s voice was unquestionable. He then arranged the group of servants he had just bought from a broker into Madame Yan’s courtyard.

“Madame is severely ill and not suitable for overwork. From now on, you will serve in Madame’s courtyard, understood?” Yan Ye looked at the several women who were taller and stronger than ordinary women.

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant’s panicked voice came from outside. “It’s not good, it’s not good, Young Master, Madame she she she hung herself.”

The servant stumbled and crawled to Yan Ye, his voice trembling with fear.

Unexpectedly, Yan Ye merely lifted his eyes to look at him and calmly asked, “Is she dead?”

“Uh, no…no, she was discovered and saved by the cousin.” The servant was scared by his calm gaze and quickly lowered his head, regaining his composure.

What did Madame Yan want to do? Nothing more than threatening him with death. The cold smile on Yan Ye’s lips froze. It was as if he had eyes on his back; he suddenly turned around, and Song Yi was standing on the corridor of the courtyard, looking at him at a loss.

Yan Ye thought of something and said to the newly arrived servants, “This is my husband. He is your second master besides this young master.”

The new servants had just entered the Yan family. Hearing Yan Ye say this about the two of them, they all thought that this husband was the master. “Yes, greetings, Master.”

Song Yi wanted to open his mouth to explain that they were not married yet, that he was not truly the master, but Yan Ye placed a finger on his lips, shook his head with a smile, and then spoke first, telling these people to go serve in Madame Yan’s courtyard.

After they left, Song Yi asked curiously, “Why did you suddenly buy so many people? Do they all only serve in your mother’s courtyard?”

Yan Ye nodded. “Yes. As a son, I must be filial to her.”

Song Yi’s eyes were full of disbelief. He always felt that Yan Ye’s attitude towards Madame Yan was a bit strange. “I just heard that Madame was going to hang herself.”

Yan Ye reached out and took his hand. “Today, I wasn’t here, and you were wronged. Next time she sends someone to call you over, you don’t need to pay attention to her.”

“She is your mother.”

“Because she is my mother, you must be wronged and endure her insults?” Yan Ye said irritably, lifting a finger and flicking his forehead. “I want to marry you not for you to suffer grievances.”

The man’s simple two sentences directly pierced Song Yi’s shattered heart. He grabbed the man’s fingers, re-intertwined them, clasping them tightly.

Time flew by, and the wedding day arrived. Madame Yan indeed did not attend the banquet, but people from the Lu family came to deliver wedding gifts.

Hearing that Madame Yan was severely ill and unable to come out to receive guests, Madame Yan’s elder brother immediately expressed his desire to visit his sister. Master Yan, thinking that his wife’s supposed illness was spread by his son, immediately wanted to refuse his brother-in-law’s visit.

Yan Ye shook his head and told a servant to lead Madame Yan’s brother into the Plum Blossom Courtyard.

Master Yan was puzzled, afraid that his brother-in-law would discover his wife wasn’t sick and cause some trouble.

Master Lu saw his own sister and saw that her complexion was very poor, truly believing she was sick. “Haven’t seen you for a while, how did you get so ill? I heard that Aunt Liu is hosting this marriage for Yan Ye. You, the mistress, must be careful of your position.”

Madame Yan had just seen her brother and was initially happy, but upon hearing the latter words, her face darkened. “Heh, is brother here today to scold me?”

Master Lu sat down and waved his hand for the servants in the room to retreat. “What are you saying? Can’t I come and see you?”

Madame Yan snorted, her eyes extremely vicious. “That little brat has grown up now and rebelled, daring to let someone…”

“Keep your voice down!” Master Lu stood up abruptly, looked left and right to make sure no one was around, and then dared to lower his voice. “Does he know something? You are his mother. How did you end up with such a bad mother-son relationship?”

“Mother-son relationship? Heh, are we truly mother and son?” Madame Yan retorted, unable to bear it any longer. This sentence had been suppressed in her heart for many years.

Master Lu’s expression froze, and he told his sister to be careful with her words.

“I have seen your letter. You don’t need to be so anxious. He insists on marrying that rustic ge’er. As long as you are Yan Ye’s mother for one day, you can control him,” Master Lu advised.

Madame Yan had also thought this way, but seeing Liu Hexiang getting closer to that little brat day by day made her unable to keep calm.

“If I had known he would grow up to not listen to me, I might as well have let them mother and son die together back then.”

Master Lu could no longer bear it. He went over and covered her mouth, threatening her, “Do you still want to be Madame Yan? If you do, then don’t speak nonsense.”

Madame Yan stared at her brother. It took a long time before she compromised and nodded.

Little did they know, outside the room, someone had quietly exited the courtyard and arrived at the front hall.

During the first bow to heaven and earth and the second bow to parents, Aunt Liu, because of her status not being Yan Ye’s mother, was not qualified to sit with Master Yan and receive this bow from Yan Ye. She stood behind Master Yan.

Just at this moment, a servant ran in, claiming to have something important to report.

Yan Ye glanced at Song Yi. Seeing his fingers clench slightly, he grabbed his hand and softly comforted him, “It’s okay.”

This servant was someone he had placed in Madame Yan’s courtyard. Coming in such a hurry at this time, it was likely something important.

Yan Ye signaled him with his eyes to speak. The servant looked at the room full of guests, his forehead sweating from nervousness. Under Master Yan’s displeased gaze, he walked to Yan Ye’s side and whispered a few words in his ear.

After the servant finished speaking, he didn’t dare to look at Yan Ye’s expression at all. He lowered his head and retreated to one side.

Then, Yan Ye raised his head and looked at Aunt Liu and Master Yan with a strange expression. Suddenly, he smiled slightly. “Isn’t it the second bow to the elders? Let’s continue!”

Everyone saw that he looked as if nothing had happened and thought it wasn’t a big deal. Even Master Yan thought so.

The wedding officiant raised her voice to sing, but Yan Ye’s gaze turned towards Aunt Liu. In the unexpected gazes of everyone, he opened his mouth with a light smile. “Father, Mother is severely ill and unable to sit as an elder. Aunt Liu has been handling my lifelong major event. Why don’t we let Aunt Liu substitute for Mother and receive this bow from your son and husband?” This was also considered him repaying the woman for the kindness of bearing and nurturing the original host for ten months.

Aunt Liu widened her eyes. “This, isn’t this inappropriate?”

She was just a concubine. Suddenly sitting in the position of the main wife in front of so many people seemed unreasonable.

Master Yan’s eyes gained a touch of profoundness. He nodded and then said to Aunt Liu, “If your son tells you to sit, then sit. After all, you are considered his second mother.”

Aunt Liu, flattered and surprised, sat down. “Then I will accept your kind offer and drink this husband’s tea on behalf of my sister.”

Yan Ye’s action also made Song Yi slightly confused, but soon this hint of confusion disappeared as he bowed with the man as husbands.

After finishing the bowing ceremony, Yan Ye first sent Song Yi into the bridal chamber, arranged for some food to be prepared for him in advance, and then returned to the front hall to offer toasts.

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