Chapter 477: Chapter 474: Isn’t This Enough to Make You Totally Enchanted?

The blue turned dark.

From afar, the wedding procession was seen approaching with the sound of firecrackers and suona lasting for a long time.

"They’re here!"

"Quick, go tell the mistress, they’re here."

The happy and hurried voices of the servants were heard.

The matron of honor coaxed Shen Zhiyi to step over the red lacquered fire basin, and the pearls on the head covering swayed gently.

"The bride steps over the fire basin, bringing prosperity and happiness."

Shen Zhiyi couldn’t see the road clearly and only caught a glimpse of the cloud-patterned ruyi-toed boots peeking out from the hem of the red wedding dress beside her.

The fire in the basin was particularly vigorous, and before the matron of honor could help lift the skirt a bit,

Xiao Huaian, who was beside her, moved.

He helped lift it a bit and didn’t forget to gently support her waist with his arm.

Shen Zhiyi wasn’t used to such contact and tensed up for a moment.

Xiao Huaian noticed.

But he didn’t let go, reinforcing his grip with just enough force to make her clearly feel his presence without causing her pain.

His hands were long, and his nails were neatly trimmed.

Shen Zhiyi slightly turned her head, just as the breeze lifted the edge of the bridal veil, revealing the uncontained smile at the corner of his lips.

"Shen Zhiyi."

Xiao Huaian: "What are you looking at?"

He started teasing again: "The veil hasn’t even been lifted, and you’re already trying to see if the man you’ll be buried with in the future is handsome or not?"

Yu Tingwan found it hard to fathom.

She didn’t understand.

Why were they already thinking about death when everyone was alive and well?

But beside her stood Xiao Huaian’s cousin, who was still young, covering her mouth with one hand.

"Isn’t her heart just racing, Cousin-in-law? This is just so exciting."

Yu Tingwan pondered.

"I say."

It was Ning Yunling’s voice that was shouting.

He couldn’t stand it any longer.

"Do you have to be so mushy?"

"You can look at each other all you want behind closed doors later, and no one will laugh at you. Are you going to step over the fire basin or not?"

He was about to complain further when he caught sight of Lu Shiyin.

Ning Yunling forgot everything else and quickly walked over.

"Miss Lu."

The newlyweds were already escorted to the hall for the ceremony, and Lu Shiyin was stopped. Standing gracefully, she was as delicate as a willow in the wind.

Seeing it was Ning Yunling, she approached and curtsied, her voice soft and weak: "Is there something Prince Ning needs from me?"

"I heard you’re looking for an ancient book."

Ning Yunling pulled it out.

There were no words on the cover, but he had seen it before. It was identical to the one Lu Shiyin had previously held!

"Is it this one?"

Lu Shiyin had been searching for it for many years.

The copy at home had been read repeatedly but was missing half of its pages. The one in Ning Yunling’s hand was exceptionally new, indicating it had been well preserved.

Her eyes lit up.

"Where did Prince Ning get it?"

Of course, he had stolen it from his cousin’s Book Collection Pavilion!

After being discovered, he was tied up by the Wei Family Army and thrown into Wei Zhao’s study.

Ning Yunling thought he was going to die since Wei Zhao cherished books the most. His aunt wouldn’t plead for him either, given her uncle, when he was alive, cherished them just as much.

The only one who didn’t care was his sister-in-law! Yet she didn’t help him.

She was even eagerly looking at Wei Zhao.

—"Husband, are you going to beat him up?"

But Wei Zhao surprisingly didn’t touch him.

His thin lips moved slightly.

—"Scram."

Ning Yunling scrambled away, daring to hold onto the book as he did.

The path was clear, and he was puzzled that no one stopped him, so he boldly turned back.

He overheard this conversation.

—"Madam, why didn’t the General deal with his cousin? The subordinates find it unusual."

The sister-in-law spoke softly.

—"What else could it be?"

—"In the past, he’d be reprimanded for causing trouble, but he’s been more restrained lately. Even stealing a book was to please a girl; he wants to start a family, and husband is somewhat pleased."

—"Then why did Madam scare the cousin knowing the General wouldn’t lay a hand on him?"

Yu Tingwan spoke gently.

—"It’s amusing to see Yunling all flustered, with his legs trembling."

What a despicable thing.

Ning Yunling was about to tell Lu Shiyin how disappointing the process was.

But seeing Lu Shiyin’s delighted look, he wanted to find a topic.

He also loved to put on airs.

"This book is exceptionally excellent! I admire it."

"The insights inside cannot be explained in a few words, but I benefited greatly."

Lu Shiyin was momentarily stunned. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Ning Yunling thought he had misspoken.

"Wh... what’s wrong?"

Lu Shiyin suppressed her emotions, but a smile bloomed on her face. She shook her head: "It’s nothing."

That was good, Ning Yunling breathed a sigh of relief.

He also stated,

"We can discuss and explore it together in the future."

"Learn and progress together."

Yu Tingwan didn’t go to the bridal chamber but instead pushed Wei Zhao to their seats.

She was hungry.

After walking a distance, Wei Zhao sat lazily: "Can’t watch."

"Me too. If he weren’t family, I would have laughed at him long ago."

Heaven knows how hard it was for her to hold back just now.

Knowing he could steal a book, how could he not know to open it and take a look?

The young Lu Family’s daughter, being frail, wanted to become a doctor. But she was afraid to treat people, so she focused on treating small animals.

Going up the Lu Family line, their ancestors were also from farming backgrounds. The old countryside house was well-kept and had servants. The air was fresh, so Lu Shiyin recuperated there.

What animals did she usually come into contact with?

Besides chickens, ducks, and fish, it was pigs.

That book was— "The Postpartum Recovery of Sows."

Yu Tingwan: "Admire what, sow giving birth?"

She was bewildered.

"And he benefited a lot?"

"Why, is he even planning to have one too?"

Yu Tingwan absurdly looked at Wei Zhao again.

"Why is such a book in the Book Collection Pavilion?"

She had thought Wei Zhao had the demeanor of an elder cousin. So generous, just giving it as he said.

Wei Zhao: "Originally it wasn’t there, but he was looking for it."

Yu Tingwan: ...

The most complete collection of books was clearly at the Duke Shun Mansion’s Book Collection Pavilion.

No wonder Ning Yunling ran over.

Wei Zhao said: "I also thoughtfully placed the book in the most visible spot."

Who knew this fool increasingly thought it was a divine book.

Without even opening it, he simply thought that getting the right book could win her heart. Even picking the wrong one, the content’s worth could win her heart.

Yu Tingwan didn’t want to laugh.

But she couldn’t help it.

The young lady’s shoulders shook with laughter.

"Young Madam Wei."

Someone was calling.

It was the Seventh Princess, who had not been seen for some days.

Unlike last time, when her spirit was proud, she now looked haggard, worried every day that Yu Tingwan might reveal the child was hers.

What infuriated her more.

The mother-in-law treasured the child so much, insisting it was a gift from heaven, saying that if they couldn’t find the birth parents, they’d raise it by their side.

If she had known, she should have strangled her at birth.

But Ying Changqiao dared not lay a hand on Yu Tingwan.

Now she found this woman very sinister.

She also cared about one more thing.

"Last time you said this palace had something... a disease. I had the Imperial Physician look, and they all said there was nothing wrong."

Yu Tingwan: "Isn’t that obvious?"

She spoke softly and glibly: "Their medical skills aren’t up to par either."

"Otherwise, why couldn’t they treat the Holy Emperor’s illness, resulting in my husband having to summon Elder Ge to the Capital?"

Ying Changqiao saw her expression didn’t seem fake.

She wandered off in confusion.

So, does that mean she still has a disease?

Watching her walk away, Yu Tingwan looked sympathetic.

"Ailing mind, hard to treat."

Wei Zhao: ...

Also, no one realized that when you were telling lies, few weren’t deceived.

The banquet was up ahead, and Yu Tingwan could already smell the rich aroma.

She licked her lips.

Even so, she didn’t forget her duties.

"Husband."

Surrounded by officials talking, Gu Fuju finally broke free and found his beloved daughter, who deeply and affectionately took the hand of the man in the wheelchair.

Though the romantic words were dry,

what she said made Gu Fuju feel out of sorts.

Yu Tingwan: "What’s so good about being buried in the same place after death? How cramped it is inside a coffin. Over time, it decays and stinks; it’s better to be cremated into ashes separately."

You are in me, and I am in you.

She hesitated a moment: "Then stirred together with chopsticks."

You think this will not enchant you even more!