After several days of travel, Jinyu lifted the carriage curtain to look outside. They were on a mountain road, nearly arrived. Inside, everyone had fallen into a deep, exhausted sleep.
The carriage wound along the mountain road and entered a large, elegant mansion, a stark contrast to Jinyu’s vermilion gates.
As the carriage stopped, its passengers began to wake drowsily. Xiaolian rubbed his eyes and asked, “Are we at an inn again? I want to sleep with my brother tonight.”
Suxi’s hand on her belly stiffened, her expression conflicted about what Xiaolian might say.
Xu Yi, unable to see, reached for Jinyu. She comforted him by grasping his hand and pulling him into an embrace.
Yunmei sat quietly, her long eyelashes shielding her expression, occasionally trembling slightly.
Jinyu reassured them, “We’re not at an inn; we’ve arrived at our destination. We don’t need to jostle around anymore.”
Xiaolian excitedly lifted the window curtain, startled to see a row of servants standing respectfully. He quickly dropped the curtain and turned to Jinyu, “Why are there so many people? They seem… so…”
“Don’t worry about them. You can move around freely and ask for help,” Jinyu interrupted.
Xiaolian suspiciously glanced at Jinyu and cautiously lifted the curtain again.
Seeing the servants still standing respectfully without looking their way, he relaxed and began to admire the scenery.
“Young master, this way please,” another servant called out.
Yun Mei’s eyes dimmed as he glanced at Jin Yu. “It’s fine. They will take you to your room, with Xia Rong personally taking care of you, and there are some servants in the courtyard.”
Yun Mei wanted to ask if she would abandon him again like in the Jin residence, leaving him lonely. He moved his lips but ultimately remained silent, looking dejected as he followed the household servants away.
Xu Yi, gripping Jin Yu’s clothing, stood behind her with a red face. Jin Yu held his hand. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” After days in the carriage, he must be tired.
“No, no…” Xu Yi hesitated, lowering his head. “Getting married… you said… when we arrive at the new home, you would… would marry me…”
Jin Yu laughed, picking him up and walking in a certain direction. “I still remember, I won’t forget. Where’s your wedding dress? I want to see it.”
