Good Ending: She Swears She Will Not Let Him Die!

Chapter 341: Chapter 340: Sulking

Lian Family was stunned, she frowned and asked, "Are we just going to watch?"

Mu Lianhui stood with her hands behind her back by the window, her gaze far off, falling nowhere in particular: "If it works out, I’m Lady Jiarou. If it doesn’t, I’m still Lady Jiarou. I’m not a son, the benefits won’t come to me, right?"

Lian Family shivered, suddenly remembering the words Mu Yuanjing had said that night.

There is injustice to women in this world: because Mu Yuanjing is a woman, she must die; because Mu Lianyu is a son, he can live.

That’s the difference.

When it comes to Mu Lianhui, she’s a woman, destined to be married off eventually. Whether it’s the main branch or the second branch in power, it makes little difference to her.

Lian Family jumped up and grabbed Mu Lianhui’s shoulders, turning her to face her: "Hui’er, how can you speak like this? Don’t you care about father, mother, brothers?"

Mu Lianhui narrowed her eyes, chuckling coldly: "The path you chose, not me."

Lian Family swayed, and if she hadn’t been holding onto Mu Lianhui, she might have collapsed onto the couch.

After a long while, Lian Family exhaled deeply and said, "Hui’er, it’s success or death, if the second branch falls, can you stay unscathed?"

Mu Lianhui pressed her lips together tightly, refusing to speak further.

Lian Family released Mu Lianhui in despair: "Go back and think it over."

Mu Lianhui cast a sidelong glance at Lian Family, then turned and left without a word.

Lin Ke followed Mu Lianhui back to the East Cross Courtyard, head down, cautiously saying, "Lady, did you have a row with Madam again?"

Mu Lianhui casually pulled a book from the shelf, flipping it open randomly: "A row? Why would I have a row?"

Lin Ke blinked.

She couldn’t answer, often she didn’t know what Mu Lianhui was angry about or at whom, and it wasn’t just Lin Ke who didn’t understand; Lian Family didn’t either.

But to say Mu Lianhui wasn’t angry...

Lin Ke couldn’t believe that either.

Mu Lianhui buried herself in her book, leaving Lin Ke no choice but to leave in silence.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, Mu Lianhui flipped through the book; before long, she tossed it back onto the couch.

Success or death?

Someone seemed to have said that to her a long, long time ago too.

Sadly, it ended in failure.

Mu Lianhui sneered with a smile.

Even if it were a success, what’s in it for her?

Even if the second branch cleverly seized the title in the end, it would have nothing to do with her.

But if it were a defeat...

Mu Lianhui leaned back and fell onto the couch, pressing hard on her throbbing brow.

Lian Family lingered in the main room for a couple of moments before heading to Baijie Hall to report.

Madam Wu was a bit surprised upon hearing it: "She made up her mind so quickly?"

Lian Family gave a wry smile: "She said she doesn’t want to go to Lindong, nor to the Northern Border, just that Pingyang Marquis is in the Capital..."

Madam Wu nodded in understanding: "That’s one way to put it."

Lian Family smiled ruefully: "So this matter..."

"I’ll go myself in a few days," said Madam Wu.

Lian Family lowered her hands in acknowledgment.

Madam Wu sent a note to Marchioness Pingyang, and the news reached Shaohui Garden, astonishing Du Yunluo.

Changping Marquis had conspired with Prince Rui, Mu Lianhui would stay away from it; Old General Shao wouldn’t support the second branch, such a family is useless to Mu Lianhui; and the youngest grandson of Pingyang Marquis...

That one fell from a staircase and died young, causing quite a stir in the Capital; Mu Lianhui couldn’t have forgotten that incident.

But she still chose Pingyang Marquis Mansion, was it because the risks and surprises were controllable?

As long as that one didn’t fall, he wouldn’t die so soon?

That seemed to make the most sense, but Du Yunluo felt something was wrong.

She sipped a cup of tea, closing her eyes to ponder.

What exactly does Mu Lianhui want?

If given another chance, what does Mu Lianhui desire most in this life and the next?

After a long silence, Du Yunluo sighed deeply.

She couldn’t figure it out; Mu Lianhui’s current disposition was vastly different from before, and no one knew what she was truly thinking.

Madam Wu went to Pingyang Marquis Mansion, returning with a less than relieved expression.

Du Yunluo offered a cup of tea to Madam Wu.

Madam Wu took a sip and sighed, "Marchioness Pingyang is not easy to deal with, though she didn’t refuse outright, she’s probably considering it for some time."

"It’s a significant marriage matter after all, taking time to consider is normal," Du Yunluo consoled.

Madam Wu nodded, looking up at the leaves falling with the wind, she laughed: "Around this time each year, it’s already snowing at the Northern Border.The snow there is unlike ours, it can snow for days and nights on end.Once it snows, the Dazi retreat, and there’s no more combat."

Du Yunluo heard this and laughed as well.

The border calls a truce in winter; the harsh weather in the Northern Border makes military campaigns nearly impossible in winter.

Except for the soldiers left to guard, the border is very quiet in winter.

Mu Lianxiao and the others would return to the Capital in winter, heading back before spring.

Du Yunluo followed Madam Wu’s gaze outside.

The sky was a clear blue, not a cloud to be seen, and the faint fragrance of Jin Guihua lingered in the air.

No snow in the Capital yet, but the border likely had snow by now.

Mu Lianxiao must be preparing to return to the Capital, too.

Mid-November, the whole household was preparing for the twelfth month.

It was Du Yunluo’s first time overseeing the twelfth-month affairs, fortunately, Nanny Su assisted, and with guidance from Madam Wu and Mrs. Zhou, everything was orderly.

At midnight, the Capital saw its first snow; in the morning, a thin layer had settled outside.

Madam Wu rose early, after freshening up, she took Du Yunluo to Pingyang Marquis Mansion.

Marchioness Pingyang hosted a banquet, inviting familiar ladies to enjoy the chrysanthemums.

Taking this opportunity, Marchioness Pingyang agreed, and set a date with Madam Wu to have a matchmaker visit to obtain Mu Lianhui’s birth characters.

Madam Wu, having settled this significant matter, returned home satisfied.

Lian Family received the news, clasped her hands and intoned a Buddhist prayer: "At last, Hui’er can be married off, any delay longer and I wouldn’t know what to do."

Madam Wu laughed: "Marchioness Pingyang is clever, she must have heard about the situation at Cining Palace, then..."

Although it wasn’t the Empress Dowager arranging the marriage, the match was still chosen by her, so Marchioness Pingyang dared not directly refuse, even if displeased, and would likely use incompatible birth characters to decline.

Madam Wu knew this well, but she understood it also.

If the birth characters somewhat matched, and Pingyang Marquis Mansion still equivocated, then the marriage would be called off.

Mu Lianhui, although her marriage prospects were challenging, Madam Wu wouldn’t let her be humiliated by marrying into a family that didn’t regard her highly.

If the birth characters were a perfect match, Pingyang Marquis Mansion wouldn’t refuse a good marriage, right? A union between equals would make everyone happy.

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