“It’s clear that Ah Hao is very good to your sister Lan’er, and he’s also a responsible man.” Mu Ziquan continued.

Yang Ruqing nodded, "That's necessary, of course. My Ah Hao brother though he didn't go to school to become an official, nor did he join the army to become a general,"

“But my brother Ah Hao can hunt, he’s tough, and doesn’t crave wealth. All I want is for him to be able to support Lan’er sister and Nunu on his own shoulders, build a family.”

Mu Zi Chuan nodded and said, "Life is but a fleeting journey of several decades. To meet someone who treats you well is rare indeed."

Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "To meet one person until old age, to choose one city to live in for a lifetime."

Mu Zi Chuan turned around and looked at her, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"No wonder you, Qing'er, can write novels that are popular among both commoners in the city and noblewomen. Even this casual remark is so thought-provoking! You are truly amazing!"

He held up a thumb to her, "I admire you even more now, I'm almost in awe."

If one day the state of Qi implements a policy allowing women to take civil service examinations.

Then, Qing'er must be a proper female champion.

Here, Yang Ruohua's praise for Mu Zichuan was a little embarrassed.

She waved her hand, understanding her own cultural knowledge was limited and largely reliant on a good memory, so she had simply plagiarized all the cultural knowledge from her past life.

Uneasy, uneasy...

“Oh, right, Qing’er, what were you trying to say earlier? Go on.” Mu Zi Chuan’s voice entered Yang Ruqing’s ears once again.

She was taken aback, “Huh?”

"Mu Zi Chuan said, "Before I asked you what you were thinking about, didn't you say it was related to me? Hehehe..."

After his reminder, Yang Ruoqing came to her senses completely.

"Oh, uh, I was wondering, when are you planning to get married?"

"What?" he was startled.

Yang Ruqing said, "That's right, when are you getting married? Have you found a girl you like?"

Mu Zi Chuan smiled faintly and shook his head without hesitation.

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"No." He uttered two words.

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"Nothing?" Yang Ruqing pressed, "Is it that you haven't found the right girl, or have you already found someone but haven't decided on a specific wedding date yet?"

"Neither." Mu Zichuan said.

"Huh?" Yang Ruqing frowned.

Mu Zi Chuan merely smiled faintly, "Let's not dwell on this. Come, the snow is falling heavier now. I'll walk you back."

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He gracefully turned and walked forward slowly. After a few steps, he stopped again.

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Turning around, he looked at her: "What's wrong? Why don't you move?"

Yang Ruoqing stepped forward a few steps and came before him, looking up at his eyes.

“Why?” she asked.

"Hmm?" Mu Zi Chuan raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you still not married at twenty-four?" she asked.

“Look at us all, we’ve all upgraded to becoming parents. You used to be so focused on studying and seeking fame.”

“That’s why your stepmother didn’t rush to arrange a marriage for you. After all, you went to the capital,”

“You’re focused on your career, so your foster mother isn’t rushing to arrange a marriage for you.”

But now, you're 24 years old. In six years, you'll be 30. As for your career path, at your age and with your family background...

"You've already reached this height, which is more than enough. You can really slow down now and plan out your life well." She said all that in one breath, then looked up at him with eager anticipation.

I really hope this will wake him up.

He didn't speak, he just silently watched her.

“Why aren’t you speaking? Did you hear what I just said?” she asked again.

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The corners of his lips slowly curved into a faint smile, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This handsome face, paired with this graceful figure and air of elegance, is the most beautiful sight in all the world.

The surrounding snow seemed to have slowed its descent, becoming the backdrop and embellishment of his being.

"Look at you, with your vast knowledge and striking looks,"

“With such great conditions, as long as you are willing to settle down, just a flick of your little finger, I don't know how many good girls would flock over for you to choose from.” she said.

Mùzǐchuān still shook his head: "Did your mother tell you to say these things?"

Yang Ruqing was taken aback. She couldn't betray her stepmother, could she?

"No, my aunt didn't tell me any of that," Yang Ruqing quickly said.

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"It's me worrying about you," she added.

Mu Zi Chuan still had a faint smile on his face, but when he looked at her, there was a trace of unnoticeable loss and sadness in his eyes.

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"Are you really looking forward to me marrying another woman, living under the same roof with her, eating and sleeping together, sharing intimate moments like all husband and wife do?" he asked.

Yang Ruqing widened her eyes, looking at him. "Wow, that's quite a long question," she exclaimed. "And all those parallel sentences! No wonder you're a high achiever and the top scholar."

“I…” She had just uttered a word when he interrupted her.

"If this is what my mother wants, then I will continue to follow my own heart and not compromise in marriage. I don't want to simply settle down with any woman out of obligation." he said.

“If this is what Qing'er means, if it's your wish for me to get married sooner,”

Then I promise you, after the new year is over and I return to the capital, I will accept my master Zhang's arrangements and marry his niece.

“Are you satisfied with that?” he asked.

His eyes suddenly became very sharp as he stared at her.

A smile playing on the corners of his lips, yet it felt so distant, laced with irony.

After saying that, he turned and walked toward the pond dam ahead. Through the pond dam, she would be almost home.

Behind him, Yang Ruqing watched his huffing and puffing back, she couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her nose.

I kindly advised him to get married, but he's so angry, as if I were pushing him into a fire pit.

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No wonder my stepmother asked me to do this, no wonder she said that she herself was too afraid to urge him there. Indeed, the results of urging are truly terrifying!

Yang Ruqing chased after him, following behind and desperately remonstrating as she walked.

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Because this was his godmother's request, he wasn't happy or willing to do it. She seized the opportunity today and still wanted to push things to the limit, say what needed to be said, and then she wouldn't say anything else.

"Zichu, no matter what you're thinking, sometimes, being a person means not just thinking about yourself, but also considering your loved ones around you."

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“Your mother's hair turned white from worrying about your marriage, did you see that?”

"She became a widow when she was young and raised you all by herself."

"In our village, it's really hard for a widow to raise a child. You should know that, right?"

“What you can see, what you can't see, your mother carries it all on her own, just hoping to raise you well, to get you an education and be successful. To marry and have children in the future.”

"Now that you have grown up and achieved success in your career, your mother is getting older and she yearns for the joy of having grandchildren to bring her happiness."

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“It's time you fulfilled her wish, and your own as well,” she said.

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