Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 318 - 130: Looking for a Weapon Forger as a Father-in-Law
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On the other side, Li Yuan also received a response from the Cui family.
And the one who came was actually the patriarch of the Cui family—Cui Heng.
This elegant patriarch held a high status and should not have come here, so his presence slightly surprised Li Yuan.
After a conversation between the two, Cui Heng left, while Li Yuan agreed to visit another day.
After Cui Heng left.
Li Yuan sat somewhat bewildered, digesting the news he had just received...
Princess Consort Yin?
The emperor’s woman? 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Recently granted her title, and the emperor already left?
However, she had been left alone for six years now, and even if there were any trouble, the "trouble period" should have passed, right? If he really could not handle it, he also had the "Human Skin Handcuffs" to solve this trouble, though he was reluctant to use it on the person beside him.
On the flip side, thinking of the benefits, if he married this Princess Consort Yin, not only could he gain skills from his father-in-law, but he could also learn some royal secrets, thus gaining a deeper understanding of this world.
In this way, he could maximize the benefits from this "marriage alliance."
Li Yuan slightly closed his eyes, recalling the information about Princess Consort Yin that Patriarch Cui had just mentioned.
Arrogant, vanity-driven, isolated from the world, and... a lover of poetry and good verses.
Li Yuan scratched his head, having previously racked his brains studying numerous poems and verses to create a cultivation skill; this could at least give it a try...
He wasn’t particularly interested in the woman, especially since he hadn’t even seen her face. His goal was the additional benefits of the "marriage alliance."
"I’ll go and see first."
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The next day.
Li Yuan arrived at the Cui family in a carriage.
Many people were watching at the Cui family, as everyone knew he was here to "take the challenge."
As for why it was a challenge, it was because this was a man who wanted to marry Princess Consort Yin.
Originally, the marriage partner the Cui family offered Li Yuan showed little enthusiasm, as marriage alliances often lacked emotion, and it was normal for someone to choose again for their own goals. However, finding it somewhat amusing, though remaining in her boudoir, she instructed her maid to constantly gather information.
Li Yuan was quickly led to a serene, deep courtyard.
The guide said, "Master Li, it’s here. You can go on your own from here."
Li Yuan nodded.
Everything that needed to be said, Cui Heng had already told him.
Thus, he walked forward and knocked on the door, saying, "Miss Cui, Li Yuan humbly requests to meet with you. I hope you can open the door for a conversation."
The door didn’t open, but footsteps could be heard.
After a while, the door was opened, and a maid with twin-bun hair peeked outside to look at Li Yuan. Her big eyes blinked as if sizing up his appearance and demeanor. Maybe she thought he was acceptable and said, "Mr. Li, please come inside the courtyard. My lady doesn’t like crowds."
Li Yuan glanced at the data beside this long-legged maid, surprisingly a Seventh Grade, and scanned the maids and servants gathering intelligence at the distant alley, then politely said, "Thank you."
Then he followed this long-legged maid into the courtyard.
And Yaojue closed the door and quietly said, "The patriarch has already told you, right? The lady likes poetry. Are you prepared?"
Li Yuan looked at her in surprise; she turned out to be an unexpected ally...
He nodded and whispered, "Shall I be given a topic, or is it impromptu?"
Yaojue also looked at him in surprise. In her mind... very few Sixth Grade individuals were so amiable to a maid of such low status, even though she and the lady were both Seventh Grade, not many people knew that.
"What’s wrong?"
Seeing the long-legged maid in a daze, Li Yuan called out to her.
Yaojue quietly asked, "Do you really want to marry the lady?"
"Do you want to hear the truth?" Li Yuan asked.
Yaojue was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said, "Yes, please tell."
Li Yuan paused, deeply saying, "I do."
After speaking, he slightly lowered his head, displaying a little shyness after "accidentally revealing his feelings."
This was something he learned from a TV show before he crossed over, from a certain actor he watched.
The essence was in that hint of bashfulness. In the TV show, even though the actor had already become a big shot, he could still show this expression; it was truly remarkable. Li Yuan couldn’t forget it.
Sure enough...
Yaojue was stunned.
Such deep affection...
"Have you met the lady?" Yaojue asked.
Li Yuan said, "I just feel that if I must marry, then Miss Cui is the one I have in mind."
"But you haven’t met the lady yet. You don’t even know if she’s pretty or not..."
Before the voice fell, a cool female voice came from the distant courtyard.
"Yaojue."
The long-legged maid stuck out her tongue and said, "We’re being urged."
Saying this, she called out, "Coming, my lady."
Through a brief exchange, they went through gardens and courtyards to a richly vegetated boudoir. A sudden downpour the previous day had knocked down many of the Chinese flowering crabapple flowers in the courtyard, leaving only a few on the branches.
Upon a closer sniff, there was a faint scent of wine, very subtle, but not beyond Li Yuan’s nose.
The long-legged maid softly said, "Please try hard to win over the lady," and then hurried into the front doorway, pushing the door to enter.
Behind the oiled paper window, two women could be seen softly conversing.
After a while, the voice of the long-legged maid came through the window.
"Mr. Li, my lady asks you to... recite some poetry for her."
After these words, it was quiet outside for a moment, then the voice followed, "Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was strong, deep sleep could not dispel the remaining wine."
After a brief pause, there was a bit of walking, followed by a smooth continuation.
"I asked the curtain-rolling maid, who said that the crabapple flowers remained unchanged.
Is it so, is it not?
It should be that the green is plump, and the red is lean."
This was a verse by Yi An Jushi that Li Yuan borrowed with ease before crossing over.
