Chapter 59

She snorted when I spoke to her, saying, “Is this all you’re going to say to me today?”

Sang Yinyue didn’t dare to complain about Sang Yao’s bad attitude towards her now. She replied, “Of course not!”

Sang Yao looked at her and said, “Then speak up!”

Sang Yinyue lowered her voice and said, “I’ve already told you, teach me.”

Sang Yao was fed up with arguing about his title. With a serious face, he asked, “Teach you what? What do you want to do?”

Sang Yinyue smirked, raised her eyebrows, and squinted. “What else? I want to play with men.”

Sang Yinyue even thought gleefully that even a fool like Sang Yao had a chance to hook up with Xie Yun, then she, smarter than Sang Yao, She would definitely conquer the any man. Aslong as she learn from Sang Yao’s teachings.

No, should she listen to what she herself was saying? Sang Yao suddenly stood up, too lazy to talk to her anymore.

She pushed her towards the door and said, “Can you stop talking nonsense?”

Sang Yinyue was not as strong as Sang Yao, and by now, she had been pushed to the door.

She hurriedly shouted, “Hey! Yao Yao! You haven’t agreed to me yet.”

“Don’t tell your husband!”

The Sang family compound was not large to begin with. With her loud voice, half of the Sang family could hear her.

Sang Yao slammed the door shut, shutting Sang Yinyue’s loud voice outside.

She was so angry that her face turned red. Now leaning against the door, she didn’t know why, but she couldn’t stop thinking about those few words.

Really, even if she was married, she wouldn’t shout like that.

Sang Yao sat back on the round stool.

It had been half a day since Xie Yun left, and she had accepted it.

Saying she needed to think about it was just an excuse; there was nothing to think about.

She had never cared much about her marriage. Whoever her father and sister asked her to marry, she would marry, as long as it benefited the family.

As long as he wasn’t some old man in his fifties or sixties, she would agree.

In the court, only Xie Yun and the old man Xie could solve the problem of Rong Yan.

Although Xie Yun was arrogant and looked down on everyone, he was passably good-looking and treated her as his legitimate wife.

There was nothing to pick on.

But even so, she still felt an inexplicable unease in her heart.

She couldn’t even force a smile.

In the evening, when Sang Yin came back from the Ministry of Punishments with a smile on his face, he immediately called Sang Yao to his study.

When Sang Yao went over, the study door was wide open, and Sang Yin was sitting comfortably on the rosewood chair, sipping tea.

She walked in and said, “Father…”

At this moment, Sang Yin looked more and more satisfied as he looked at Sang Yao.

He had always said that a tiger father would not have a dog daughter; which of his two daughters was not a phoenix among people?

Now he was sipping tea, silently considering whether he should go to which temple to pray.

How come he only thought of the big pie when he left the palace today, and it hit him on the head?

God must have seen that he couldn’t bear to see Sang Ji always show off his son in front of him.

Now that he had Xie Yun as his son-in-law, let’s see if Sang Ji could still brag.

Thinking of this, Sang Yin got excited and drank two more big sips of water.

Sang Yao didn’t know why Sang Yin was so happy, but she guessed that no one could empathize with her right now.

She was really nervous.

If she could choose, she would rather choose what she “deserved” or what she could touch.

Instead of Xie Yun, who was out of reach.

Although she used to occasionally…

She cursed Xie Yun in her heart, but she was very clear that in terms of status and learning, he was superior to most people in the capital.

So, even though she knew before that Xie Yun liked her, she never thought she would marry him one day.

She even felt that if Xie Yun were to marry, his wife must be a princess of the royal family or at least a hundred-year-old family like the Xie family, or even a famous talented woman in the capital.

In short, it wouldn’t be her.

The reason was simple: she wasn’t worthy. Although she didn’t want to admit it, whether it was in terms of family background or talent, it was indeed the case.

Actually, if it were someone else, she wouldn’t think much about it.

She might even think it was a good thing to marry someone like him for her and her family’s benefit.

But perhaps because she knew Xie Yun, such a marriage made her feel particularly uneasy.

Actually, there was nothing wrong with it. Her marriage to Xie Yun was originally for her own benefit, and whether it was appropriate or not was not important at all.

But she suddenly regretted why she hadn’t learned to calculate well.

The Xie family was so big that she couldn’t even take care of herself, let alone such a large mansion.

She didn’t know if she would be laughed at then.

Sang Yao looked worried.

When she was sad, she glanced at his Father, who was so happy in front of her, and suddenly became annoyed.

She said, “Dad, stop smiling!”

Sang Yin forcibly suppressed his smile and said excitedly, “Yao Yao, tell Dad what’s bothering you?”

Sang Yao had many things that made her unhappy.

She randomly picked one and whispered, “…I’m thinking, what if this is just Xie Yun’s unilateral decision, and I’m not welcome there.”

Xie Yun liked her and didn’t mind her family background, but his family might not be the same.

Although Mrs. Xie seemed nice, it might just be her way of treating guests.

Sang Yin affirmed, “That won’t happen.”

“Xie Yun can speak for the Xie family, and others can’t intervene. Moreover, Elder Xie is not someone who cares about family background. He won’t make it difficult for you.”

But Sang Yao still couldn’t cheer up.

Leaning back in his chair, Sang Yin looked at Sang Yao and sighed before saying:

“Yao Yao, this is actually not a big deal. The only difference between you and Xie Yun is your family background, which is superficial. If you’re too attached to it, it’s shallow.”

Sang Yao thought to herself, her father must be a shallow person.

Sang Yin continued, “You don’t have to be nervous. If you really don’t feel comfortable there, come back home. It’s just two streets away.”

“If it doesn’t work out, we won’t force you. I’ve raised you for over ten years, and a few more years won’t make a difference.” Sang Yao bit her lip. At this moment, she finally understood why she was unhappy.

The difference in status and the real meaning of marriage brought her unknown panic.

She had to leave the family she had been with for over ten years and go to a strange place.

Even though this marriage was for her benefit, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

She couldn’t rely on her father and sister anymore, and the only person she knew, Xie Yun, was not very kind to her.

She felt like she was in a vacuum, without any confidence.

Xie Yun liked her, but this liking couldn’t be her confidence.

His love was always elusive. The Xie family was so prestigious that…

She always feared she wouldn’t be able to handle it, like a behemoth.

But her father’s words made her realize she cared too much.

Because of her concern, she was unnecessarily anxious about this and that.

In reality, it was just a marriage. No matter how Xie Yun was, he wouldn’t let her go hungry.

Sang Yin picked up his teacup again and said, “Of course, it’s best to go along with him. Don’t let this big piece of fat slip away.”

Sang Yao: “…”

Three days later, in the afternoon, a light rain began to fall outside. At this moment, Xie Yun’s carriage had already arrived at the Sang family’s doorstep. Jinglian volunteered, “Young Master, let me go.”

Xie Yun originally intended to go in directly, but then he remembered that day Sang Yao had specifically asked him to come secretly.

What does secretly mean?

Xie Yun hadn’t personally done anything secretly for a long time. So, he wouldn’t sneak in himself.

He would just have someone sneak in, then bring Sang Yao out.

Jinglian was very confident in this task.

His skills were no worse than any of the guards by his master’s side, and Sang Miss was familiar with him, so no one was more suitable than him.

Xie Yun glanced at him and then said calmly, “Send Zhiyue.”

Zhiyue was one of the guards who had been hiding near the Sang residence in the past few days.

Her skills were similar to Jinglian’s, and she hadn’t shown her face in front of Sang Yao, making her a suitable candidate.

Jinglian shut his mouth.

Alright, he admitted, he was a man, and it was indeed inappropriate to explore the young lady’s room.

But why didn’t he see his master being so careful before?

Meanwhile, Sang Yao was alone in the room.

The little cat on the table meowed, and Sang Yao had a small basin of goat’s milk beside her.

The little white cat was trying hard to drink milk. She stroked the back of the little cat’s neck and said, “Bai Bai, you’ve grown up.”

Outside, the birds were chirping crisply. She reached out and opened the window.

But suddenly she saw a woman in a black suit standing outside.

Sang Yao was so scared that she shook her hand, and the woman said expressionlessly, “Madam, the young master is waiting for you outside.”

Sang Yao: “…” What did she call her?

Half a moment later, Sang Yao walked out of the gate.

At this moment, Xie Yun’s carriage was parked at the Sang family’s gate, and there was a very obvious Xie family emblem on the carriage.

Was this how he sneaked in?

Sang Yao pursed her lips, feeling guilty, and quickly lifted the curtain and slipped in. The man was leaning against the carriage, looking quite casual.

When he saw her, he went straight to the point, “Have you considered it?”

Sang Yao sat down, not answering, but whispered, “Didn’t I ask you to come secretly?”

Xie Yun was puzzled, “Didn’t I secretly send someone to pass on the message?”

Sang Yao said, “But your big carriage is parked here. Others can definitely see it.” Sang Yao’s voice was a bit urgent, with a hint of reprimand, and Xie Yun pursed his lips, not arguing with her.

Forget it.

Don’t argue with her.

He ordered, “Go to the teahouse.”

The carriage slowly started moving, and Sang Yao held onto the carriage board to stabilize herself.

The two sat face to face, with a low table in between.

Although the carriage was already spacious, the man’s long legs still intruded into her territory.

She suddenly realized that her tone just now seemed a bit heavy, but now she felt too embarrassed to apologize to him. Moreover, what she said was not wrong.

After a while, Sang Yao glanced at him sneakily and saw that he was calm.

She then took the initiative to ask, “Where is the teahouse?”

Xie Yun asked, “Didn’t you go there?”

Sang Yao thought for a moment before recalling, “Oh,” and fell silent.

But she didn’t want this kind of silence, afraid that Xie Yun would suddenly ask her about her thoughts again.

Xie Yun said, “You can answer now, right? About your thoughts.”

Of course, she had already made up her mind, but for some reason, she felt a bit shy to say it in front of him. She said, “I’ve made up my mind.”

Xie Yun remained silent, his dark eyes staring quietly at her, waiting for her to continue.

“I can…”

The next three words involuntarily lowered her voice.

The word was difficult to say. She said, “Marry… marry you.”

After saying that, Sang Yao lowered her eyelids and subconsciously gripped the small jade cup in front of her.

Holding the cup, she said, “But can I propose a few conditions to you?”

Her conditions weren’t many, but she was still worried that Xie Yun might think she was being too demanding.

She waited for a long time but didn’t see the man speak.

Could it be that he was already too lazy to pay attention to her before they even got married?

Sang Yao bit her lip, somewhat annoyed, and looked up at him, only to see that Xie Yun’s gaze had fallen on her hand at some point.

Following Xie Yun’s gaze, she noticed that when she was feeding the kitten earlier, her hand had gotten some goat milk on it, and her sleeve had also gotten quite a bit on it.

It had already dried, but it left quite a few traces.

The irregular milky white color stuck to the girl’s slender hand, and the round fingertips, because the color difference wasn’t far off, couldn’t be seen without careful observation.

The sleeves were much more obvious, as if splashed on, a bit glaring.

She wiped it off casually and said, “… Sorry.” But Xie Yun was still staring at her hand and asked, “What is this?” Sang Yao replied, “Goat milk.”

Xie Yun frowned, “Do you like to drink this?”

Sang Yao said, “How could I? I brought it to feed Bai Bai.”

She called it so naturally.

Xie Yun’s expression was strange, “Bai Bai is…”

Sang Yao continued naturally, “The kitten I raised.”