Chapter 696: This Is Not What I Expected

"Aunt!"

Sitting upright in the room, Ning Wushuang was currently covered by a red bridal veil, while her aunt watched from the side, never leaving her step.

To tell the truth, this was not entirely according to custom, but one's own family knows its own affairs. The young mistress of the family had been headstrong since childhood, which was why the patriarch had ordered her to keep watch; otherwise, there was no telling what kind of scene she might cause.

Once the groom arrived and the young mistress was completely handed over to him, her own task would be considered complete.

She was also a member of the Ning Family, though only from a branch line; she could not compare to a young mistress as noble as Ning Wushuang and could only follow as a dowry servant.

Come to think of it, the family really owed the young mistress a great deal for marrying her off to this playboy Bai Jincong, but within a family, how many of them could truly decide their own marriages?

They were raised by the family from a young age, and no matter how outstanding they performed, when the critical moment came, the family would still use them for political marriage.

Her branch line was like this, and a young mistress like Ning Wushuang was the same; no one could escape it.

"Aunt, ever since this marriage was decided, you have watched me without leaving my side. Please let me go, let me leave, won't you?"

"I don't want to be a puppet for the family; I have the right to pursue my own happiness!"

"Young Mistress, you are already husband and wife now; at this point, do you still want to object?"

Walking to Ning Wushuang's side, Ning Ruoyu patted her hand comfortingly. "Since things have reached this point, you must accept it. In this World, how many women can marry the person they love?"

"The patriarch was right before: one must learn to be grateful. The family raised you, gave you glory and wealth, and ensured you were well-fed and clothed; you must repay them. This is the fate of us Ning Family members."

"Aunt, but I don't want this. I don't want to marry someone I don't know, and even less do I want to marry such a playboy."

"Young Mistress, you have lived in luxury since you were a child, and the patriarch has doted on you immensely, but you are grown up now; you should be sensible!"

Sighing softly, she thought of the women in their family throughout history—which one of them had ever been able to make their own decisions?

Her sisters and cousins, had they not all sacrificed themselves for the family? Were the people they married really the ones they loved?

Born into a family, everyone is helpless; no one can be an exception.

"Aunt, it is precisely because I am grown up that I know even better what I truly want. Let me go; I want to leave this place."

"Enough, Wushuang! Do you want the entire Ning Family to die because of you?" Hearing these words again, Ning Ruoyu, standing to the side, could not help but feel a bit angry.

This young mistress had been protected too well, so well that she had not recognized the cruelty of this World.

"The young mistress really should go out and see, look at those starving people outside; a peck of millet is enough to buy several young virgins."

"Those women who are sold, the lucky ones might enter wealthy households to become maids who are beaten and scolded at will, but more are sold into a Brothel, forced to sell smiles for a living every day, their lips tasted by ten thousand men."

"Does the young mistress think those women are willing? They are not. But there is no other way; they must live, they must survive."

"If one is born lowly, what is the point of pursuing freedom or love? For them, even just living and having a full meal is a luxury."

Speaking to this point, Ning Ruoyu could not help but lower her body and continue in a deep voice, "Young Mistress, look at those girls in the bloom of youth; it is common for them to be married off to seventy or eighty-year-old men who are vulgar and gluttonous."

"Even then, they are full of joy. Why? Because they can finally live a life without worrying about food and clothing. This is the life they desperately want to obtain."

"Now, the young mistress is only marrying another young master for a political alliance; he is at least a man of talent and appearance, which is better than marrying a seventy or eighty-year-old man."

"I know the young mistress is unwilling, but since things have come to this, one must always look at the bright side!"

"Bang!" Just at that moment, the main door was kicked wide open with a bang, and Bai Jincong burst in, reeking of alcohol.

"Aunt!" Hearing the sound of Bai Jincong bursting in, the usually tough Ning Wushuang could not help but shrink back; the thing she feared most had finally arrived.

"Wushuang, Young Master Bai has arrived, so Aunt will take her leave now!"

"Aunt, Aunt!" At this moment, Ning Wushuang anxiously tried to grab her aunt, but it was to no avail.

Ning Ruoyu left, but before she did, she glanced at Bai Jincong. This man, who was nominally her niece's husband, had not looked at her once from start to finish.

His eyes were constantly filled with a burning desire, staring straight at Wushuang; he was truly as vulgar and crude as the rumors suggested.

She only hoped that the child Wushuang's life would not be too miserable in the future!

After Ning Ruoyu left, all the maids and servants were also driven out by Bai Jincong. The moment the door closed, Ning Wushuang was truly a little afraid.

As early as last night, her family had drugged her, leaving her entire body weak and limp. If Bai Jincong were to force himself on her, she would have no strength to resist.

"Don't come over!" Hearing the sound of Bai Jincong's approaching footsteps, Ning Wushuang subconsciously shrank backward.

"Bai Jincong, Young Master Bai, please let me go. To tell you the truth, I do not love you; my heart is not with you. Even if you obtain my body, you will never obtain my heart."

"Rather than this, we might as well part on good terms. Don't worry, I will definitely remember your kindness, and I will repay you!"

"I want you to repay me right now; tell me if that is possible."

Stepping forward, Bai Jincong directly lifted the veil from her head, revealing that exquisite face that had made countless people's hearts flutter.

Even Bai Jincong, who had seen countless beauties, could not help but be stunned by such a face.

"Young Master Bai, haven't I made myself clear? I don't love you; my heart is not with you!"

"Are you sick? I simply crave your body, and what I want is your body. Whether your heart is here or not doesn't matter. Do you think I have the leisure to engage in romance with you?"

"I don't have the time for that. To me, touching you is no different from going to a Brothel; you don't need to think so highly of yourself."

"Also, remember to call me husband from now on!" As he spoke, Bai Jincong reached out to undo Ning Wushuang's clothes. This scene terrified Ning Wushuang, and she struggled desperately.

However, her hands and feet were weak, and even her resistance was soft and powerless, looking more like she was giving someone a back massage.

"Alright, alright!" Letting go, Bai Jincong looked at her helplessly. He wasn't bad-looking himself; there was no need for this reaction, right?

Women these days are harder to serve one after another; he had no idea what they were thinking.

"Don't be afraid, I won't touch you, okay? Move to the side; I've been tired all day, let me sit and rest for a while."

As he spoke, Bai Jincong sat on the bed of his own accord, leaning against the headboard looking completely exhausted. However, he made no further moves.

This left Ning Wushuang completely bewildered; this was completely different from what she had imagined.

Wasn't this Young Sect Master of the Baicao Sect supposed to be a thorough playboy who couldn't keep his legs together when he saw a woman? What was going on today? Could a dog really stop eating excrement?

"You really won't touch me?"

"Heh, you're overthinking it. Do you really think you're so beautiful that everyone can't control themselves?"

"By the way, help me put on a show in a moment, otherwise, others will be suspicious."

"You..." She opened her mouth wanting to say something, but in the end, she didn't speak. Ning Wushuang just wrapped her clothes tighter around herself and quietly leaned back.

Her eyes remained vigilantly fixed on Bai Jincong, as if she were afraid he would suddenly turn hostile and pounce on her.

For some reason, Ning Wushuang felt that Bai Jincong's calm face seemed to carry a hint of worry at this moment.

However, this feeling also flashed by and vanished; perhaps she had sensed it wrong.

As the Young Sect Master of the Baicao Sect, he was above one person and below ten thousand, able to summon wind and rain in Chengzhou; what could there possibly be that was worth him worrying about?