QWAPMP Chapter 99

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Little Eunuch Husband

Seeing anger brew in her eyes, Song Yi seemed not to notice, a faint smile playing on his lips.

“For gers like you, the county town has plenty of brothels, and their backgrounds are the same as yours, they’re also from the countryside.” Lu Yishuang said pointedly and sarcastically, comparing the young ger in front of her to a brothel ger, clearly insulting him. Her maidservant heard this, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and snickered, looking at Song Yi with the same expression as her mistress.

Women’s status is not high, where would he go? Song Yi didn’t have to endure it either, “You’re so clear about it, could it be that you’ve been inside?” For a man to enter a brothel is called being debauched, for a woman to enter a brothel is called selling herself.

Lu Yishuang slapped the pearwood table heavily, “Shut up, how dare you talk nonsense, you are so ill-bred.”

Song Yi showed an innocent expression, his smile unchanged, “I saw that Miss Cousin spoke so clearly and thought you had gone in wrongly, could it be that I thought wrongly?”

“How could I, this young lady, go to such a dirty place?”

“Is that so? Then why did Miss say so definitively that there are young gers like me in that place?”

Lu Yishuang was left speechless by her, and sneered, “What a sharp tongue.”

Song Yi chuckled in reply, “Miss Cousin also has a fearsome mouth. A country ger like me can be compared to a brothel ger with just a slip of your tongue, and their innocence is just gone from your mouth.”

Lu Yishuang let out a snort, sizing him up with arrogant eyes, “For a ger like you, what innocence can there be to speak of? Even if you were to be a concubine for my cousin, my aunt wouldn’t agree.” Lu Yishuang dared to say this because she relied on Mistress Yan liking her, treating her as a future daughter-in-law early on. The Lu family is Mistress Yan’s maiden family. When Mistress Yan married Master Yan, the two families were well-matched, and the marriage was arranged by parents and matchmakers. Decades passed, and the Lu family gradually declined. When Lu Yishuang reached marriageable age, her parents sent her to Mistress Yan’s side, claiming it was to take care of Mistress Yan, but actually it was so she could marry into the Yan family, sending her over first to curry favor with Mistress Yan. The original host was often away on business year-round and wasn’t familiar with this cousin he had only met a few times, nor did he know that his mother had long ago internally decided on a daughter-in-law for him.

Yan Ye listened at the door for a while, his smile gradually fading, “Cousin is right, my mother definitely wouldn’t agree to Ger Yi being my concubine. Wouldn’t that be ruining Ger Yi? I’m even afraid of wronging him by making him the main consort.” Yan Ye hadn’t even stepped into the private room yet when he said something unbelievable. The three people present were all shocked, unable to believe what they heard. Song Yi was also like this. His gaze was dull, his sight fixed on where the man appeared, suspecting there was something wrong with his ears, perhaps he misheard. The man had a handsome face with a gentle smile. He walked towards him step by step, his broad hand taking his, simultaneously stirring Song Yi’s emotions, “Young Master Yan.”

Song Yi called out softly. Yan Ye looked at the moved dishes on the table and asked if he was full. Song Yi nodded and said he was full. Yan Ye put the veil hat back on him, not showing any intention of explaining his previous words.

From entering the private room until now, Lu Yishuang had been ignored. She finally couldn’t hold back, “Cousin, why didn’t you have someone tell my aunt you were back this time? My aunt has missed you very much these past few days.”

“I only came today because of something important and will be leaving soon. To avoid Mother missing me excessively, I won’t see her now. It won’t be too late to see Mother after moving back home in a few days.” Yan Ye explained lightly, and in front of Lu Yishuang, he took Song Yi’s hand, wanting to take him away.

When Lu Yishuang heard he was moving back home, joy appeared on her face, but then seeing him hold the young ger’s hand, the smile on her face turned sour. She tried her best to hide her dislike for the young ger, “Cousin, you were joking with that sentence just now, right?”

“Does Cousin think that sentence of mine sounded like a joke?”

“Naturally, it was that sentence Cousin said before coming in. If my aunt heard it, she would be unhappy. Cousin, you weren’t with my aunt, so you don’t know, but ever since you left home, my aunt has been saying she wants to find a woman to be your daughter-in-law.” Lu Yishuang spoke with hidden meaning, her intentions clear. She thought Yan Ye would take the hint, follow her words, and treat what he had just said as a joke.

Who would have thought, Yan Ye didn’t open his mouth as she expected, “It’s alright, Mother only thinks this way because no one is with her temporarily. When I take Ger Yi home in a few days, it will be fine if Ger Yi spends more time with Mother.”

“Cousin, this…”

Yan Ye slowly turned around, a smile still lingering on his gentle face, but his eyes suddenly became sharp, as if they could see through people’s hearts, leaving nowhere to hide. Lu Yishuang was so stared at by his eyes that she swallowed the words she was about to say back into her stomach. She quietly watched her cousin personally help that young ger onto the carriage, turn his head back, and leave.

“Miss, Young Master Cousin has gone far.”

Lu Yishuang’s face turned grim, and she coldly uttered a few words, “Go back to the Yan family to find my aunt.” Since she couldn’t stop her cousin, she would find her aunt. Her cousin would surely listen to his aunt’s words.

After getting on the carriage, Song Yi finally couldn’t help but say, “That woman likes Young Master Yan.”

“Mm, I know.” After listening for a while, could he not tell?

“So that’s why Young Master Yan said those things to reject her?” Song Yi lifted a corner of the veil to see Yan Ye’s reaction, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

Yan Ye leaned his head on one hand, his body half reclined on the couch. As soon as he lifted his eyes, he could see a pair of probing eyes. Apart from himself, no one knew whether the words he said in the restaurant just now were true or false. Song Yi also only thought that Yan Ye didn’t like his cousin, which was why he said those words just now to dispel his cousin’s feelings for him. Then, if one day, Young Master Yan knew that he wanted to seduce him, how would he go about dispelling his intentions?

Song Yi fell into deep thought. Suddenly, someone beside him leaned closer, lifted his veil hat. The breath gently brushed his face, making him blush and his heart race. Song Yi was startled again by his presumptuous behavior.

Yan Ye’s voice was gentle, “It was to reject her, but…” His voice trailed off, with a slightly casual and carefree tone, “But what I said about marrying the young ger to be the main consort was not a joke. These past days we’ve been together day and night, and I do have the thought of marrying you, which is why I said those words.”

A look of surprise flashed in Song Yi’s eyes. He tilted his head back slightly, his ear tips turning red. A tremor of emotion surged in his heart because of the man’s words, “Why does Young Master Yan want to marry me?” There are so many gers in the world. Could it be that this person would marry anyone he spends a few days with day and night?

“You will know later.” Yan Ye didn’t want to say it was because of liking, or love. Even if they were together day and night, it was only a short four days. To say he fell in love with someone in these four days, Yan Ye wouldn’t say if he could do it, and whether Song Yi would believe it was another matter. It was also because he had the memories of every world that he could fall in love with Song Yi in these four days. Song Yi didn’t have those memories, so it was impossible for him to believe. It would be better to let the time ahead tell Song Yi why he married him.

“I used to be a eunuch in the palace.” Song Yi was clearly moved, otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought this up. He wanted Yan Ye to know that he was different from other gers.

Yan Ye’s voice slightly deepened, “This will only make me feel heartache for my husband.” Hearing no dislike in his voice, Song Yi boldly lifted his gaze, unexpectedly meeting the man’s eyes. Seeing the affirmation in his eyes, a smile bloomed on Song Yi’s face, “Okay, I will marry you.” He agreed, only hoping that this time he wouldn’t be blind.

Yan Ye understood very well that Song Yi would agree. Regardless of whether Song Yi had fallen in love with him or not, he would agree. Someone like Song Yi who doesn’t accept his fate would not stay in Song Family Village his entire life, because there was no warmth for him here. The coldness of people’s hearts would only make him hate this place more. Yan Ye softly made a promise, “After a few days in the county town, we will get married.” Parental decree and matchmaker’s words were completely forgotten by Yan Ye. First, he didn’t seek official positions, and second, he wasn’t the original host and wouldn’t listen to his parents’ words, marrying whoever they told him to.

Song Yi didn’t expect it to be so soon and didn’t know how to respond. Besides a muffled sound, he just lowered his head, like a shy young ger.

The carriage traveled for a while before Song Yi remembered that he had taken two white steamed buns with meat filling from the restaurant. “You haven’t eaten yet, right? I took these from the restaurant.” When Yan Ye took him away, first taking one of his hands, Song Yi thought that he hadn’t eaten anything and quickly snatched the buns from the table. The buns were cold, but Yan Ye’s heart was warm. He took a bun, bit into it, and casually reached out, pulling the young ger sitting opposite him over. “Lean on me and sleep for a while. You got up quite early today too.”

Even though the two of them had secretly decided to marry, Song Yi’s ear roots still felt hot. “I’m not sleepy.”

“Then I’m sleepy. Let’s both sleep for a while.” After Yan Ye finished speaking, he really closed his eyes, his hand still resting on Song Yi’s shoulder, very naturally, as if they had done the same action countless times. Song Yi tilted his head slightly, wanting to see if the man was really sleepy and sleeping. At a glance, he was captivated by the man. His head slowly lowered, resting on the man’s shoulder, the corners of his lips twitching. A smile just like that entered Yan Ye’s eyes. A gentle kiss silently landed on his forehead. The affection within could not be expressed in words. Song Yi buried his head in his shoulder, hiding shyly.

Returning to the village, Yan Ye heard a burst of noisy sounds before getting off the carriage. He lifted the curtain, stuck his head out, and saw several grain farmers from Song Family Village. They were all waiting at his doorstep. Seeing the carriage approach, they immediately surrounded it.

“Young Master Yan is back.”

“We finally waited for Young Master Yan to come back.”

Yan Ye nodded slightly at them, then turned back to tell the person in the carriage not to rush out first. He himself jumped off the carriage first, and said calmly to these seemingly enthusiastic villagers, “Why is everyone at my house?”

“Young Master Yan, we heard you sent Steward Lin to the neighboring village to collect grain.”

“Mm, is there a problem?” Yan Ye looked at the man who asked the question.

“Well, didn’t you say before that you would collect the grain from our village?”

“I did say I would collect your village’s grain, but someone from your village, Little Mistress Song, injured me without cause. Shouldn’t the village give this young master an explanation?” Yan Ye’s voice was slow, his gaze sweeping over everyone. He found the man of Little Mistress Song in the crowd and gave him a slight smile. This smile sent a chill through Little Mistress Song’s man’s heart, and he immediately wanted to run.

[The author has something to say]: Ahhhh, didn’t write today.