Time Travel: The Noble Family-Chapter 1326 - 544: Inner Turmoil

On the next morning, a light rain began to fall. The rain, like silk, descended from the sky; the raindrops were so tiny, and the curtain of rain was so dense, enveloping the surroundings in a layer of mysterious gauze. The rain threads were very fine, very soft, like the floating willow catkins in spring, delicate and continuous.

Yueyao gave the rain gear to An Zhichen, and after An Zhichen left, Yueyao looked at Xiang Wei, who was preparing to go out: "The sky is gray and hazy, let’s wait for the rain to stop before you leave." An Zhichen had to go to work and couldn’t miss it. Xiang Wei’s matter wasn’t urgent for the moment.

Xiang Wei said cheerfully: "Didn’t you say that walking in the rain has a unique charm? Today I want to try it myself."

Yueyao smiled and said: "Then come back early." An Zhichen rarely returned at noon, and the three sons didn’t come home for lunch either; every noon, she had lunch with Kexin.

Xiang Wei shook her head and said: "If I don’t return on time, you two should eat first and not wait for me." She might have to visit the shop and, perhaps, if she’s interested, buy something from the street.

Yueyao didn’t insist; after Xiang Wei left, she also had a pile of things to do. A few days later, they were moving houses, and everything in the courtyard had to be relocated to the Earl’s Mansion; that alone kept her busy.

When Xiang Wei arrived at Yuehuan’s house, the rain had already stopped. Xiang Wei looked at the carriage outside the house, which bore the Lian family crest, and immediately understood.

This time, it wasn’t Tingyuan but Maternal Aunt Su who came as the negotiator. Since Lord Yu of the Hanlin Academy had caught sight of Yuehuan unexpectedly during the Lantern Festival, he hadn’t been able to forget her. Even though Yuehuan had spoken bluntly to refuse, Lord Yu was still persistent. To reach his goal, he even promised Maternal Aunt Su that if Yuehuan married him, he would ensure Tingyuan got a good position.

Maternal Aunt Su spoke earnestly for a long time: "Huanhuan, mother is doing this for your own good. You are still young; do you truly want to spend your whole life this way? Huanhuan, you are the flesh that fell from your mother’s body. You’re breaking your mother’s heart like this!"

Yuehuan showed a trace of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth; however, she couldn’t be bothered to argue with Maternal Aunt Su and directly said: "Maternal Auntie, you needn’t say anymore, I absolutely will not agree to marry Lord Yu." That Lord Yu was undoubtedly a hypocrite, and she wasn’t inclined toward self-torture by marrying such a man.

Maternal Aunt Su, ordinarily eloquent, still failed after speaking for so long, as Yuehuan remained unmoved: "Huanhuan, what is it about Lord Yu that makes you look down on him so much?"

Yuehuan chuckled and said: "In my eyes, not a single part of that Lord Yu is commendable." Firstly, Lord Yu has a formidable old mother; she has already suffered enough under Second Madam Qian, and why would she want to serve another old witch. Secondly, Lord Yu has three concubines and six children. Thirdly, the Yu Family is not wealthy; in the Capital City, the Yu Family is just average, not even reaching the middle class. This Lord Yu wants to marry her, and he values not just her beauty but also the wealth she possesses.

Maternal Aunt Su wiped her tears and looked at Yuehuan: "Are you really determined not to remarry?" Yuehuan was divorced, and no one would call her chaste if she doesn’t remarry.

Yuehuan chuckled as she laid out her conditions: "As long as someone meets my three conditions and appeals to me, I’ll consider it."

Maternal Aunt Su, after hearing Yuehuan’s conditions, almost said she was crazy; even though Yuehuan still maintained her beauty, she was twenty-seven after all, a rather old age, and it was already rare for Lord Yu to take an interest in her. If she wished to meet those three conditions, Yuehuan might not marry in this lifetime.

Maternal Aunt Su said: "Have you not thought about what happens after your death?" Yuehuan was no longer part of the Qian Family; after her death, she couldn’t be buried in the Qian Family’s ancestral tomb. After Yuehuan dies, she won’t have descendants to enjoy the offerings of incense, destined to be a wandering ghost.

Yuehuan laughed lightly: "When a person dies, everything extinguishes like a lamp, why care about anything more?" She never believed in the offerings of incense even though she traveled to this world.

Maternal Aunt Su had no other options and could only use emotional pleas: "Huanhuan, you’ve cared for your younger brother since childhood, so do this for your brother, won’t you?"

Yuehuan’s smile grew deeper as she thought about how without sufficient interest, Maternal Aunt Su wouldn’t have come: "I believe Tingyuan can earn his future through his abilities, not by selling his sister to buy his future. If Tingyuan knew, he would resent you for it." In the Lian family, Tingyuan was the only one she truly cared about; this brother was worthy of her attention.