The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 101: Helping Xie Yunzhen

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Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

The bridal procession drummed and danced along the long street.

Xie Yun Zhen rode a tall horse, in high spirits, heading to meet his bride.

The crowd was enlightened; the marriage was real.

It wasn’t the Young Master being frivolous.

He truly wanted to marry the orphan from the General Mansion, and because of this, he completely offended his former mentor!

Upon seeing the Young Master’s expression again, his joy was evident, clearly only shown when marrying the woman he loved.

Behind the crowd stood a man, dressed in regal attire, appearing around thirty years old.

It was Xu Zhou, the Minister of War’s son.

He had been to the battlefield, hoping to achieve a future through military merits, but was always overshadowed by Xie Yun Zhen.

The important positions in the Ministry of War originally belonged to the Xu Family, and Xu Zhou’s promotion was just a matter of time.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yun Zhen stepped in and upset the situation.

For years, Xu Zhou had been suppressed by Xie Yun Zhen, creating a psychological shadow, always feeling that with him around, his future was bleak.

Though he had his father’s support, the foundation of the Duke Mansion should not be underestimated either.

Facing Xie Yun Zhen, Xu Zhou truly lacked confidence.

"Sir, Du Peifang has been secretly taken into the Duke Mansion."

Xu Zhou raised an eyebrow, "Princess An He’s doing?"

The guard nodded.

Xu Zhou held a folding fan in his right hand, unconsciously tapping his left palm, his expression contemplative.

A moment later, a smile of schadenfreude appeared on his lips.

"It seems Princess An He is still unwilling to give up and insists on the marriage alliance with the Grand Tutor Mansion."

The guard whispered, "The Ji Family has already fallen and offers no benefit to Xie Yun Zhen’s future. According to news from the Duke Mansion, I speculate that Princess An He intends to swap brides, letting Du Peifang replace Ji Mingzhu and enter the bridal chamber."

There is a saying that rice cooked is rice settled. Du Peifang is not an ordinary girl from a regular family.

As long as the bride swap succeeds, both the Duke Mansion and the Grand Tutor Mansion will simultaneously pressure Xie Yun Zhen, leaving him no choice but to accept it. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

As for Ji Mingzhu’s fate, it would be hardly any better than that of the notorious Miss Du.

After all, rumors abound outside that she cursed her own parents and fiancé to death, marking her as a jinxed lone star.

Xu Zhou laughed and shook his head, "Princess An He truly does not understand her own son. If a swap were to happen, today the Duke Mansion is likely to see bloodshed."

The guard, tasked with protecting Xu Zhou, similarly knew Xie Yun Zhen’s ways.

He’s certainly not one easy to manipulate.

"Sir, what should we do?"

Xu Zhou smiled at the bridal procession, "Let’s lend Xie Yun Zhen a hand, allowing him to marry the woman he desires."

Originally, Xie Yun Zhen was difficult enough to deal with, and now if he strengthens ties through marriage, gathering a group of scholars, will there ever be another chance to overthrow Xie Yun Zhen?

Ji Mingzhu, with no support nor backing forces from the court, is indeed suitable to be the consort of the Duke Mansion’s Princely Heir.

Xu Zhou raised his hand slightly, and the guard leaned over to listen to his command.

Then, with a bow, he vanished into the crowd.

Xu Zhou’s eyes were full of anticipation, wondering what Princess An He’s expression would be when the matter failed and relations with the Grand Tutor Mansion worsened?

Since the news of a marriage alliance between the Xie and Du Families surfaced, he had been looking for an opportunity to ruin the arrangement.

He originally wanted to abduct Ji Mingzhu from Yangzhou and deliver her to Xie Yun Zhen.

Having obtained the woman he loved, knowing Xie Yun Zhen’s character, he surely wouldn’t consider another alliance.

Unexpectedly, things progressed more smoothly than he imagined.

No need for him to act, Ji Mingzhu returned to the capital herself.

Now she was set to marry Xie Yun Zhen.

He had finally seized the chance. Not stirring trouble would be a waste of heaven-sent fortune.

Xu Zhou thought, Xie Yun Zhen should thank him.

He was merely helping clear the obstacles!

In the residence in the west of the city, Ji Mingzhu had finished her grooming.

She had few relatives or friends, with only Mrs. Guan and Xie Yunling coming to gift her for the marriage.

Although Ji Mingzhu lacked no gold or jewels, Mrs. Guan still added some jewelry, jade articles, and real silver and gold to her collection. Xie Yunling gifted a folding screen, embroidered with plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, which was collapsible, full of artistry.

Ji Mingzhu had seen her embroider this two years ago, aware of how much Yun Ling cherished this screen.

Not letting down their intentions, Ji Mingzhu accepted all of them.

Sitting in front of the mirror, the young woman was dressed in red, her hair entirely combed up, with a tall hairstyle, resembling a married woman’s appearance.

On her lovely face, makeup was applied, her brows and eyes full of emotion, her snowy skin and peach-like cheeks, lips shaped beautifully and brightly kissed with red.

Seeing Ji Mingzhu like this, Mrs. Guan’s heart wavered many times.

The journey had been rough, yet fortunately, Mingzhu was marrying smoothly.

Ah Zhen had her in his heart and certainly wouldn’t mistreat her in the future.

As the daughter of a dear friend, whom she personally taught for years, Mrs. Guan felt deeply for Ji Mingzhu.

Holding her hand, she offered careful advice.

"Once a girl marries, she truly grows up. Mingzhu, be sure to live well with Ah Zhen, don’t quarrel or give him the cold shoulder, as that benefits you not. Only by being flexible can life be better."

Ji Mingzhu nodded, "Aunt, I understand."

Mrs. Guan was still uneasy. Mingzhu’s attitude toward Ah Zhen was too indifferent.

The Duke Mansion held vast possessions, and all the men in the mansion were surrounded by wives and concubines, no one could say for sure whether Ah Zhen would take more concubines.

Mingzhu was cold to him, as if pushing him away.

The most urgent task now was to quickly conceive a child to secure the position of the Princely Heir’s consort.

Even if changes occurred later, at least she wouldn’t be too passive.

Mrs. Guan earnestly advised, "Within the inner residence, it may seem like us women are engaged in open and secret struggles, but the key still lies with the men. As long as you firmly hold Ah Zhen’s heart, not even Madam and the Commandery Princess can do anything against you."

With that, she pulled out a small booklet and slipped it into Ji Mingzhu’s hand.

"Remember to read it when you have time. It’s a crucial aspect between couples. When harmony abounds, Ah Zhen will pay more attention to you."

In her past life, Ji Mingzhu was schemed against, leading to an intimate relationship with Xie Yun Zhen.

That one time led to her pregnancy.

Even after their marriage, her relationship with Xie Yun Zhen didn’t improve, thus there was no second chance for intimacy.

Having lived two lifetimes, Ji Mingzhu had little experience in such matters.

Sufficiently confused upon receiving the booklet, she instinctively flipped through two pages.

Xie Yunling leaned over trying to see, "What kind of secret manual is this?"

Upon seeing the illustrations, Ji Mingzhu realized what it was, hurriedly closing the book.

Preventing Xie Yunling from seeing the contents inside.

Mrs. Guan quickly pulled her daughter’s arm, "Children shouldn’t be looking at this."

Xie Yunling pouted, "It’s not something shameful, why hide it?"

Mrs. Guan’s face flushed, unsure how to explain it.

She could only tap Xie Yunling’s forehead, "Stop making trouble."

Just then, the bridal procession arrived at the door.

Someone shouted, "The Young Master arrives!"

Shortly after, Ji Mingzhu’s vision was blocked, a red veil embroidered with mandarin ducks playing on water obscured her face.

Feeling a sudden panic, Ji Mingzhu subconsciously slipped the book into her wide sleeves.

Once calmed, it was too late to hand it to Gold.

Xie Yun Zhen strode in.

His steps steady, different from the others.

Ji Mingzhu’s gaze lowered, seeing only the patterned male boots.

Among the exclamations of the crowd, she was carried horizontally by him.

"Mingzhu, I’m here to marry you."