Jin Yu caressed his face, helped him lie down, covered him with a silk blanket, and lay beside him. Though only a few nights had passed, it felt like an eternity. They cherished this moment, breathing in each other’s familiar scent. Su Xi enjoyed Jin Yu’s gentle kisses and soft moans escaped his lips.
They spoke little that night, with Jin Yu breaking the silence. “Tomorrow, Xu Yi will marry me. Do you want to marry me soon or wait until after the baby is born?”
Su Xi fell silent, his eyes moistening. Could he even marry again? He had married once before, and the result…
He remembered the panic of nearly being beaten to death at the Chen family, protectively covering his belly, grateful he hadn’t been pregnant that time.
Jin Yu sensed his turmoil and covered his hand reassuringly. “I’ll wait for you whenever you’re ready to marry me. No matter what, you’ll always be by my side.”
Su Xi stared at Jin Yu, tears forming, then threw himself into her embrace. “I’ll marry, I’ll marry…” He wouldn’t suffer like before, and the baby would be safe.
Jin Yu’s eyes sparkled with a smile as she compassionately stroked his back. “When will you marry? The baby hopes to have a proper mother.”
Su Xi wiped his tears and after a moment, softly said, “Can we wait until after the baby is born? I want this to be a beautiful memory, the last time I will marry. From now on, you’ll have only one wife.”
With a blush on his face, Jin Yu kissed his forehead and caressed his cheeks. “Okay, the baby will happily watch you marry. It will be a lively occasion.”
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The next day, the mansion was filled with joy. Servants treated each other like honored guests, all delighting in their master’s wedding.
Little Lian, who hadn’t joined such festivities for a long time, energetically wove through the crowd. Here, unlike other mansions, no one looked at him with contempt because of his identity.
After Su Xi put on warm clothing and came out, he saw Little Lian running toward him. “Brother, when will she marry you? It should be this joyful too.”
