Chapter 125 [He Sui vs. Wen Huai] How can a person's waist be so flexible...?

Chapter 27 [He Sui vs. Wen Huai] How can a person's waist be so flexible...?

However, Wen Huai didn't care what others said. No matter what others said, she had to live her own life. She knew that He Sui was devoted to the family business and hadn't married yet because she was afraid of being schemed against and losing the business that the He family had built up over several generations.

Now that she knows, she will provide a sound solution so that He Sui won't end up living a life he never wanted after marrying her.

Therefore, she proposed to the He family parents that their first child, regardless of gender, should take the He family name, so that the He family would not be without an heir.

This was the first time He's parents had met such a magnanimous woman as Wen Huai. The two elders were already prepared to give away the He family's vast fortune as dowry. They thought that Wen Huai was a good person and a promising young official, and that she would certainly not mistreat He Sui in the future. After the two elders passed away, they would have someone to take care of their only legitimate son, and that would be enough.

Mrs. He was so excited that she couldn't speak. She didn't know what good fortune her son had to have someone like Wen Huai treat him so sincerely. This was a big deal for the entire He family.

The news spread throughout the He family. The maidservant went to find He Sui overjoyed. "Young master, I heard from my master that Miss Huai is willing to let your first child take your surname, and she also agrees to let you continue to appear in public and run the business."

As expected of the top scholar, his vision is different from ordinary people. In the past, the young ladies from noble families who proposed to him all had a haughty attitude. They would make a lot of demands on him as soon as they opened their mouths, specifically asking him to stay at home to take care of his wife and daughters and hand over the business to his wife's family. Their scheming calculations were already running.

He Sui was combing his hair when he heard this and paused slightly. It was the first time he had ever heard of a woman being so indulgent towards a man. He had thought that after being ordered to marry, he would be stuck in the backyard and never leave the house, just like the life he used to hate.

Seeing that he had no reaction, the servant asked curiously, "Young master, are you unhappy?"

He Sui shook his head. "No."

He was just momentarily at a loss for what to do.

He put the comb on the table and looked at himself in the bronze mirror. He could hardly be called a beauty; he was just fair-skinned and had delicate features. Wen Huai was now a high-ranking official of the third rank in the court. What kind of man could he not have? Why was he so fixated on him?

Moreover, he is getting old, and in a few years, he may lose his youthful looks.

However, now that the imperial decree of marriage has been issued, even for the sake of the He family, he cannot disobey it. Since his parents hope that he can find a home, he will comply with their wishes. Even if he is rejected in the future, he can take a few young and beautiful concubines for Wen Huai. He believes that he can still be a good master of the household.

His wedding dress was almost finished embroidered; it only needed a few more stitches to complete, and the wedding day was not far off.

While He Sui was contemplating arranging a beautiful concubine for Wen Huai, Wen Huai was still immersed in the joy of about to marry his beloved.

She had spent three years in Duanzhou, and now that she had returned to the capital, she had to rebuild all her connections. However, thanks to the Emperor's high regard for her, many officials took the initiative to befriend her. Some of them, seeing that she had married a man of humble origin, implied, though they couldn't say it outright, that they could marry their eldest sons to her as her second husband.

If she so desired, those beautiful and delicate concubines could be immediately sent to her residence.

Wen Huai wore a faint smile, but neither agreed nor relented. Instead, he lowered his eyes slightly and said in a very serious tone, "Thank you for your kindness, gentlemen, but I am afraid that my future husband will be jealous and hurt his feelings. Besides, I don't have the courage to do so."

She politely declined all invitations to go out for drinks and to stroll through Qingqiufang, demonstrating remarkable self-discipline.

She lost her mother at a very young age. Her father did not remarry but raised her with great difficulty. In her mind, a person should be faithful to one person until the end, and once they have chosen one, they should not change their mind.

Furthermore, those concubines cost money to maintain, and their stipends were already meager; one was enough.

The betrothal gifts she gave to the He family had exhausted her savings from three years in Duanzhou.

She wasn't materialistic. She had saved up enough money to marry a husband after a long period of frugality. Although it was nothing compared to the wealth of the He family, it was all she had.

She did everything she could to give He Sui the best.

Mr. Zhuang was surprised that his daughter had acted so quickly. She had only been back for a few days and had already arranged her future daughter-in-law's marriage. He had hardly ever left the village in his life and didn't know how to find out about his future daughter-in-law. It wasn't until the congratulatory guests came to his door that he learned that she was the eldest son of the second richest merchant in the capital, a few years older than his daughter, and very handsome.

The He family had accumulated enough money to last several lifetimes to squander. Wen Huai had not only married a husband, but had also brought back a mountain of gold.

When Wenhuai brought Zhuang's father into the city, he asked her worriedly if she was marrying the He family's son because of their wealth. Seeing that her father thought she wanted to live off a woman, Wenhuai quickly explained.

He Sui was the person in the portrait. She married him simply because she liked him, nothing else.

Zhuang's father was relieved. As long as Huai liked it, he, as her father, would support her. Being able to drink a cup of tea served by his daughter-in-law in his lifetime was an unexpected and delightful surprise for him.

Wen Huai had never disappointed him; even the husband he married was virtuous and filial.

After entering the city, he made a special effort to catch a glimpse of the young master of the He family from afar. He could tell at a glance that the young master was well-educated. If it weren't for the need to manage the family business, he wouldn't have waited until now to get married. It was clear that he was a good boy who valued loyalty and affection.

On the wedding day, three seats were set up in the main hall of the He family. Zhuang's father sat in the middle, and the two elders of the He family sat on the sides.

This was the most lively day for the He family. All the prominent officials in the court gave Wen Huai face and came to the He family to offer their congratulations. You should know that some aristocratic families still look down on merchants at heart. If they wanted to be perfunctory, they would just send a servant to deliver a gift so as not to give anyone cause for gossip.

Not to mention the wealthy merchants who do business with the He family. After all, He Sui's abilities are obvious to all. Although he is a man, he is in no way inferior to a woman. He manages the He family's business in an orderly manner and has the courage to cooperate with the Jiang family. The benefits he gains are the envy of others.

Befriending someone like that will definitely prevent you from suffering losses in the future.

Not to mention that his wife was the Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices. With such a powerful backer, few would dare to bully the He family in the future.

Wen Huai's marriage broke the hearts of many eligible young men from prominent families in the capital. This young scholar, who had achieved fame at a young age and made remarkable achievements in a place like Duanzhou, was on the verge of matching Su Yawan's success. Such a promising son-in-law had already found a wife so quickly. If only they had known this would happen, they would have acted first.

When a man gets married, he must be properly groomed and dressed up.

He Sui changed into the wedding dress he had embroidered himself. Because he didn't like wearing powder and his skin was extremely fair, he only wore light makeup, but he still looked exceptionally beautiful.

The personal attendant held a small box in his hand and said to him, "Young master, this is cinnabar. I will apply it to your forehead. After you and your husband consummate your marriage, the cinnabar mark on your arm will also disappear."

When the young servant said this, he unconsciously sounded a bit shy. Someone like the young master would probably be well taken care of by his mother-in-law and son-in-law.

He Sui closed his eyes and let the servant place a bright red dot on his forehead.

For some reason, he suddenly started to feel nervous.

A touch of red between his brows made him even more handsome.

Because he was married into the He family, He Sui didn't have to endure the jolting of the bridal sedan chair. Throughout the entire wedding, Wen Huai led him in bowing and thanking the elders. Even though he was just standing next to Wen Huai and couldn't see her face clearly, He Sui could feel the joy emanating from her.

Because it was a marriage bestowed by the Emperor, a senior eunuch from the palace came to witness the ceremony and brought the Emperor's congratulatory gifts to wish the newlyweds a happy marriage.

After the ceremony, the officiant announced, "Send them to the bridal chamber—"

He Sui turned to leave, but accidentally stepped on the hem of his own dress. The wedding dress was already cumbersome and heavy, and he almost fell to the ground, making a big joke of himself.

Wen Huai supported him and whispered a reminder, "Don't rush."

Although others could not hear what she was saying, he heard it clearly.

Why was he in such a hurry? He Sui had no way of explaining himself.

Perhaps fearing he might fall again, Huai asked a servant to help him to the bridal chamber, and perhaps instructed the servant to do something.

Once they arrived at the bridal chamber, he sat comfortably on the bridal bed. He would then wait for nightfall so that Wen Huai could finish his business in the front yard before coming to find him.

The personal attendant waited with He Sui, worried that his young master might be bored, so he found some strange tales to read to him to pass the time. When about half the time had passed, the attendant patted his head and remembered to say, "Young master, this is what the master told you to read. He said that before your son-in-law arrives, you should at least skim through it."

He's father originally wanted to let He Sui see the books before his marriage, but several times, seeing his son's bewildered expression, he couldn't bring himself to ask. So he kept putting it off until the wedding day, when he hurriedly gave him a few books.

He Sui took the book handed to him by the servant. The cover looked no different from ordinary tales of the strange and supernatural, but it had no title. He opened the first page with some curiosity, glanced at it twice, then closed it again and tossed the book aside.

Seeing He Sui's strong reaction, the servant couldn't help but ask, "Young master, what did the lord give you?"

He Sui rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "What else could it be?"

It's nothing more than a picture book teaching bedroom arts; the brushstrokes are indeed lifelike, but it's a bit too revealing.

How can a person's waist be so flexible? Won't it break? He Sui thought it was a bit of an exaggeration.

The servant scratched his head. "My lord is doing this for your own good. Your son-in-law is young, and it wouldn't be good if he hurt you. It's good for you to learn more..."

The servant was too embarrassed to continue.

Knowing that the young master was shy, he considerately left the bridal chamber, giving his young master time to study the picture album.

He Sui had originally planned not to read the book, but he was the only one left in the room, and what the servant said made no sense; these were things that men were supposed to learn when they got married.

With a hint of helplessness, he took a deep breath and picked up the book again.