“Why aren’t you speaking? Still shy?” “No… not at all.” He opened my hand and pressed something cool and hard into my palm. Looking at it in the moonlight, it was a bright red seal, blood-like in color. The seal knob was carved with a long, slender dog shape, very much like Yuan Qing. Six small seal script characters were carved at the bottom: Yuan Qing, Thirteenth Young Master. Among seal materials, Tianhuang was imperial, and chicken blood stone was secondary; this seal was made of chicken blood stone. I happily played with it for a long time. The previous seal was damaged during the conflict with the Seventh Princess, and I had been thinking about re-carving one, but he had remembered it in his heart. “Do you remember what day this is?” he looked down at my face. I thought carefully. “Your birthday?” An Jin’s face darkened. “My birthday is December 8th.” “Then – my birthday?” His face grew even darker. “You don’t even remember your own birthday? Wasn’t it just last month?” I glanced at him secretly, seeing he was truly annoyed, and then seriously said, “It’s the anniversary of our marriage two years ago.” An Jin finally relaxed his brow and reached out to embrace me. At this time, with household lights still burning and the cool autumn breeze gently blowing, the warmth in his arms made me not want to leave for a moment. “You must have hated me when we got married, right?”
While I certainly had some opinions about him at the time, I could hardly say I hated him. So I honestly shook my head.
“Who?” I was puzzled. The one I loved?
“Who you had in your heart before, from now on, you can only be my wife.” After saying this, he seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, lowering his head to kiss my lips, extremely gently.
On our second wedding anniversary. The two of us embraced and fell asleep. An Jin was in an unusually good mood, mumbling incoherently all night. I listened in a daze, only understanding one thing: before our marriage, all the strange incidents in my family – my father’s evaluation being sabotaged; my mother being robbed; my older brother being rejected in marriage; my younger sister being mocked… were all the work of the Seventh Princess.
