Upon hearing this, Chu Wan immediately jumped off the drum stool, ran to Chu Ye, and said in a childish voice, "Third brother, I have something to tell you."
Chu Ye withdrew his fist, looked at the little guy with his head tilted back, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, what do you want to eat or play? I won't refuse you."
"It's not something so trivial!" Chu Wan said, "It's related to Sister Wuxia!"
"Oh?" Chu Ye took the cotton towel handed to him by the eunuch, gently wiping the sweat from his forehead and neck, and asked, "What is it related to Wuxia?"
“I think if you marry Sister Wuxia, you can’t marry any other woman. You can only be good to Sister Wuxia.” Chu Wan’s voice was soft and sweet, sounding like she was being coquettish. “I like her, so you can’t be bad to her or bully her.”
Chu Ye turned his head to look at Wu Shuang sitting under the corridor. Could it be that Wu Xia had already told her parents what he said yesterday, and that the Runan couple also thought he was a good candidate for a son-in-law?
Thinking about it this way, it's hard not to feel a sweet warmth in my heart, and I can't help but smile, revealing two rows of neat teeth.
"Good Wanwan, don't worry." He bent down and patted his cousin's fluffy head, deliberately raising his voice to make sure Wushuang could hear him too. "Since I took the initiative to propose, of course I will treat Wuxia well. I haven't been interested in any other women in the past ten years, and I may not be interested in any in the future."
Wushuang pursed her lips and moved closer, asking with feigned unease, "Then... what if you take a fancy to her? Wouldn't my sister be neglected by her husband, framed by the concubine, and spend every day in tears?"
"How could that be? Miss Wuxia will definitely be the principal wife and will become the princess in the future. She will be in charge of the entire harem..." Chu Ye said halfway through, following the common situation in various royal mansions, when he suddenly realized that a little kid as tall as a bean sprout would not know anything about having three wives and four concubines or the struggles in the harem. This must be Miss Wuxia using her younger sister to test him and express her concerns about whether she should marry him.
“Ahem,” Chu Ye immediately changed his tune, “There’s really no need to worry about that. I’ll be with Wuxia for the rest of my life.” He patted his chest and assured him.
"Third brother agreed, we can get married now!" Chu Wan was the easiest to coax, hugging Wushuang's arm and laughing and jumping.
Wushuang was far more cunning than her, pouting as she said, "A lifetime is several decades long. Who knows if you'll change your mind tomorrow after agreeing today?"
Chu Ye looked down at the difficult young girl in front of him and thought to himself: He had heard that some parents, when choosing a husband for their daughter, would often consider the temperaments of the mother-in-law and sister-in-law to see if they were easy to get along with. He used to think that was overthinking it, but now it seemed that if he couldn't get along with his sister-in-law, he would have a hard time winning the heart of his beauty.
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Chu Ye countered.
Wushuang pouted even more, her voice tinged with grievance: "I'm so young, how could I know so much? If His Highness is sincere, he will surely find a way to put my sister at ease."
No matter what, Chu Ye was a prince, so Wushuang dared not give orders directly. She could only use reverse psychology to make him make his own decision.
“That’s right!” Chu Wan chimed in, “Third brother is an adult now, he must have more ideas than us.”
Chu Ye was kind-hearted, and listening to their repeated emphasis, he genuinely felt like he was bullying a little girl. He quickly came up with an idea and softly said to Wushuang, "You feel that empty words aren't enough, so how about I write you a note?"
"How do I write it?" Seeing that his goal was about to be achieved, the blind man began to pretend to be a clueless and innocent little white rabbit.
Chu Ye didn't answer. He squatted down, picked up a little girl in his arms, and walked away.
Chu Wan complained, "Third brother, you're sweating and haven't showered. Don't hug me, or you'll smell bad all over me!" Despite her usual well-behaved and considerate nature, the little girl was still very clean and couldn't help but push and struggle.
Poor thing, her little strength was no match for Chu Ye. She was carried into the house by Chu Ye and placed on a long bench in front of the square table.
As Chu Wan, her face contorted with grief, sniffed herself all over, Chu Ye had already instructed the eunuchs to prepare paper and ink. He picked up a brush and wrote several lines of large characters, finally affixing his seal. (qiushu.cc [Tianhuo Avenue Novels])
Wushuang, leaning on the edge of the table, could see it clearly. What he wrote was: "I, Chu Ye, swear that I will only have Wuxia as my woman in this life. If I have any other thoughts, I will be demoted to a commoner."
For the princes, becoming the crown prince and inheriting the throne was the ultimate dream, while being demoted to a commoner was the most terrifying nightmare.
Chu Ye's willingness to write in this way demonstrates his great determination.
Wushuang walked contentedly along the path in the back garden, clutching the stamped guarantee, when she saw a familiar person hurrying towards her.
"Chu Yao!" She was overjoyed and greeted him with extra enthusiasm. "Are you here to pick Wanwan up and take her home?" Wu Shuangshuang said as she ran over, hugged Chu Yao's leg, and smiled sweetly at him.
Chu Yao picked up Wushuang and kissed her smooth little face: "Did you just come from Wanwan's?"
Wushuang nodded, her cheeks flushed.
"What is this?" Chu Yao's gaze fell on the paper she was holding.
Wushuang excitedly kicked her little feet twice and proudly showed off, "It's the Third Prince's guarantee! He said he guarantees he'll only have one woman, Sister."
Chu Yao's smiling face instantly fell: "What do you mean?"
"After they got married, there was only my sister in the backyard of the Prince's mansion. They didn't take any concubines or secondary wives." Wushuang didn't notice Chu Yao's emotions and explained carefully.
Chu Yao's expression darkened further: "Didn't I tell you yesterday that they can't get married?"
well?
Wu Shuang tilted her head. So seeing Chu Yao last night wasn't a dream after all.
But did he ever say that?
She had absolutely no recollection of it.
"Why...why?" Chu Yao's expression was really ugly, and Wu Shuang couldn't help but stumble over her words when she asked the question.
He said so much, but she didn't take it to heart at all!
Chu Yao was even more dissatisfied, and his tone was naturally not very pleasant: "Just do as I say, and I'll tell you the reason later."
"When is the future?" Wushuang pressed.
"Let's wait a few more years," Chu Yao replied.
"Why should I listen to you if you don't give me a reason?" Wushuang was furious, and her stubbornness was not to be underestimated.
"In short, I won't harm you," Chu Yao said.
"But you've ruined my sister's life!"
Wushuang retorted angrily.
Wuxia is fifteen years old this year. In a few more years, she will definitely be an old maid. Even if she marries someone else, who knows if that man will be as heartless as Xu Lang, or if he will be willing to spend his whole life with only Wuxia like Chu Ye.