Chapter 182: I Am Marrying Into the Family!

The sky was gray and hazy.

Luo Zijun walked out of Chujian Bookstore, his heart also feeling gray and hazy, filled with gloom.

What should he do?

Compromise with reality, close his eyes and wait for death, watching as that day arrives?

Or give up everything and make a desperate struggle?

He pondered along the way.

He did not return to Anguo Mansion, but instead came to Su Guo Fu and met his sister.

When Luo Jiaorong saw him, she immediately asked about the matters concerning Bai Bai and Qingqing.

Luo Zijun told the truth: "They are now the maidservants of the Bai Family's eldest young lady. The Bai Family's eldest young lady is getting married in nine days, and at that time, Bai Bai and Qingqing will also be sent along as part of the dowry."

Upon hearing this, Luo Jiaorong's expression changed instantly.

"The Bai Family's eldest young lady is getting married in nine days? How come I have never heard of this?"

Luo Zijun said: "The Bai Daxiaojie is taking in a son-in-law, and because something happened, she doesn't want too many people to know."

Luo Jiaorong immediately slapped her thigh and said anxiously: "How could it be like this? How could it be like this? Bai Bai and Qingqing are such bright and lovely little girls, and they are actually going to be part of the dowry! Is there no way to stop it?"

Luo Zijun said: "They have signed indentures of servitude; it cannot be stopped."

Luo Jiaorong immediately said: "Then let us spend the silver and buy them back?"

Luo Zijun said: "First, the Bai Family is not short of money; second, they will not sell."

Luo Jiaorong immediately became like a frost-bitten eggplant, dejectedly saying: "I originally thought the Old Ancestor was blessing us by sending you two pretty little girls, but who knew that in the end, it would all come to nothing, a total loss, sigh..."

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment, looked at her, and said: "Sister, actually, there is still room to salvage this matter."

Once these words were spoken, Luo Jiaorong's eyes lit up instantly, and she grabbed him, saying: "Really? How can it be salvaged?"

Luo Zijun paused for a moment and said: "I will marry into the family; I will marry the Bai Daxiaojie."

Luo Jiaorong: "..."

Luo Zijun looked at her and said: "Sister, do you think it is possible?"

Luo Jiaorong suddenly slapped him on the shoulder and said crossly: "At a time like this, you still have the heart to joke! You say you will marry into the family, so you will? What is your status? What position do you have? You are just a poor scholar living under someone else's roof, and you still want to marry the Bai Family's eldest young lady? Luo Zijun, are you dreaming!"

Luo Zijun said: "I am just asking, does Sister agree?"

Luo Jiaorong rolled her eyes and said: "How could I not agree? If you could marry into the Bai Family, Sister would wake up laughing in her dreams!"

Luo Zijun said: "What if I have to change my surname? Are you not afraid of being sorry to the ancestors?"

Luo Jiaorong snorted and said: "You brat, you don't even have the surname Luo to begin with, so who cares if you are surnamed Bai or whatever else. As long as you live well, Father and Mother will be happy if they know in the afterlife."

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Sister, I vaguely remember that I was betrothed when I was young; was it to Senior Sister?"

Luo Jiaorong was stunned for a moment, her expression suddenly turning cold as she said: "It wasn't Ling'er, it was someone else. Back then, they only let you get betrothed because they were currying favor with your brother-in-law, but later our family met with misfortune, and they became successful, so they stopped paying attention to us."

Luo Zijun said: "Qin Keqing?"

Luo Jiaorong widened her eyes and said: "Zijun, have you remembered everything?"

Luo Zijun had a complex expression on his face and said: "I remember some of it. Sister, do you know where they live now?"

Luo Jiaorong said with a cold face: "We haven't been in contact for many years, so who knows."

She then advised him: "Zijun, that girl Keqing is a good girl, but her foster father and foster mother are not good people. Don't think about that kind of family anymore; even if you find them, they won't acknowledge you. That girl was already a beauty who could topple kingdoms when she was young, and now she is likely even more so. They will definitely find someone rich and powerful to marry her off to; how could they let our family benefit?"

Indeed, the Jia Family happened to be rich and powerful.

That Jia Rong was also good-looking and was the next head of the Jia Family, but unfortunately, there was a lecherous, shameless old thing in the family who liked to commit incest.

He had previously decided to save that pitiful young girl.

Now that he knew the two were not only childhood sweethearts but had also been betrothed, he naturally had to save her even more.

Fortunately, he had already established a connection with that Jia Zhen.

Since he could not find the young girl for the time being, he would keep a constant watch on the movements at Ningguo Mansion.

The siblings chatted for a while longer, and Luo Zijun took his leave.

Since he knew his sister's intentions, he no longer had any misgivings.

He had to make a decision.

In a few more days, even if he wanted to marry into the family, it would likely be too late.

As for Senior Sister, he would go visit her again tomorrow.

If he still couldn't get through to her, then he wouldn't say anything; in any case, he knew clearly what he was doing.

Being wishy-washy and indecisive would only harm himself and everyone else.

If he really became a fool again, all his efforts would be wasted, and whether he could recover in the future would be a question.

By then, he wouldn't even remember Senior Sister; if that were the case, would Senior Sister be happy?

Certainly not.

Moreover, if he became a fool, he wouldn't be able to protect anyone, including himself.

And those tragedies, who would stop them?

Therefore, this decision was already like an arrow on the string, and it had to be fired.

Returning to Anguo Mansion, it was almost dark.

He immediately asked Zhi Yuan to go find Bai Bai, and then quietly told Bai Bai: "Go tell the eldest young lady that I want to see her one more time tonight. I have very important things to tell her, and ask her to please give me one more chance."

Bai Bai nodded obediently and left in a hurry.

Luo Zijun ate some dinner casually and returned to his room, feeling restless.

He did not know if he could persuade the Bai Daxiaojie tonight.

Also, just persuading the Bai Daxiaojie would likely not be enough; he would also have to persuade that Master Bai and Madam Bai.

At this critical juncture when she was about to get married, he suddenly came up with this, and he did not know what the people of the Bai Family would think, nor did he know how that Bai Third Miss would view him.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens, no matter how others belittle or mock him, as long as he no longer acts like a fool, as long as he is given more time, he will fear nothing.

Once his fists are strong enough, all mockery will vanish!

He thought for a while longer in his room.

He suddenly stood up, went to the room opposite, and without knocking, pushed the door open and entered.

Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan were already in bed.

The two little maids were wearing belly bands and reading books in bed; seeing him suddenly enter, they were startled and hurriedly hid the books under the quilt.

"You... Young Master, what is it?"

Both little maids blushed, looking somewhat flustered; clearly, they had been reading some improper books.

Luo Zijun walked to the bedside, took off his shoes, got into bed, crawled under the quilt, sat opposite the two of them, and said while looking at them, "Young Master has something to tell you both."

Both of them looked at him with their youthful faces flushed and their large eyes wide open; the lotus-patterned belly bands on their chests were stretched taut, and they looked ready to listen attentively. Luo Zijun said directly, "This Young Master wants to become a Matrilocal Son-in-law, wants to be a kept man and live off a woman; do you think that is acceptable?"

Xiaohuan: "..."

Zhiyuan: "..."

The room went quiet for a moment.

Zhiyuan spoke up: "Young Master, is it to be a Matrilocal Son-in-law for a young lady of the Jia Family? Is it that Miss Tanchun, or that Lin Meimei?"

Luo Zijun was taken aback, looked at her, and said, "Why would you think that?"

Zhiyuan said, "Third Miss said that the smartest one in the Jia Family is that Miss Tanchun, and the prettiest one is that Miss Lin Meimei. Especially that Miss Lin Meimei, she is so delicate and weak, and so beautiful it's unbelievable; even this servant likes her and feels pity for her. Young Master has seen her a few times, so you must like her too, right?"

Xiaohuan also said, "Young Master, this servant was stunned when I saw that Lin Guniang last time. Even I wanted to hug her and sleep with her; such a person must be very soft and fragrant."

Luo Zijun was speechless and said, "It is not a young lady from the Jia Family."

Zhiyuan said, "Then is it the Shi Family, that Miss Yun'er? Miss Yun'er is not only beautiful but also tall, and she is innocent and lively. Does Young Master want to go and be a Matrilocal Son-in-law for her?"

!

"Sigh..."

Even if you two little maids racked your brains, you would never guess it.

Luo Zijun said, "It is the Bai Family."

Zhiyuan was stunned: "The Bai Family? Which Bai Family?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she suddenly widened her eyes.

Xiaohuan immediately blurted out: "It's Third Miss, isn't it? Young Master secretly fell in love with Third Miss and wants to be a Matrilocal Son-in-law for Third Miss, right?"

Zhiyuan was suddenly radiant and full of excitement: "Young Master, that is possible! This kept man role, you can definitely play it! This soft rice is also very delicious! Xiaohuan and I both raise our hands in approval!"

As she said this, she immediately raised both hands.

Xiaohuan also hurriedly raised both hands, thought for a moment, and suddenly stretched a snow-white, petite jade foot out from under the quilt and raised it up.

Zhiyuan giggled at the side.

Luo Zijun reached out, grasped Xiaohuan's raised petite jade foot, placed it back under the quilt, and while gently stroking and playing with it under the covers, said, "It is not Third Miss; how could I be worthy of Third Miss?"

It is because Bai Daxiaojie owed him a debt of gratitude in a past life and has a fated marriage with him in this life that he dared to make this decision.

As for Bai Third Miss, he did not have that thought.

Zhiyuan was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "Fourth Miss? Or Fifth Miss? Or perhaps a young lady from the Su Guo Fu? Ah..."

"Ah what? Warm your hands."

Luo Zijun used his other hand to grasp her petite, smooth jade foot, and while stroking it, said, "Forget it, I don't even know the result yet. Anyway, I am just telling you two first that this Young Master has this idea."

Zhiyuan blushed, bit her lip, and dared not move.

This was the first time Young Master had stroked her; her heart was thumping rapidly, and her mouth felt dry.

Xiaohuan was long used to it, so she was no longer shy. She thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Young Master, it wouldn't be Miss Yu Ning from the school, would it?"

Luo Zijun rolled his eyes at her and said, "Stop talking nonsense. That girl is only how old? Am I that much of a beast?"

Zhiyuan smiled and said, "You could get engaged first and marry in a couple of years."

This joke made Luo Zijun's heart stir; get engaged first? Get engaged first...

No, this matter is not something he can decide.

He doesn't even know if Bai Daxiaojie will agree to choose him; he dare not hope for anything more.

Let's just get through tonight first.

He looked out the window.

It had just turned dark, the time was still early, so he would sit for a while.

The little girl's bed was fragrant and soft, much more comfortable than his own bed.

Though, the fragrant and soft part probably wasn't the bed.

"Young Master, actually, this servant feels that Third Miss, towards Young Master, seems..."

Xiaohuan wanted to say something but didn't dare.

Zhiyuan at the side said, "This servant also feels that Third Miss is the most compatible with Young Master. Third Miss usually never gets this close to other men, and she rarely speaks, but ever since Young Master came to the Bai Mansion..."

"Keep talking."

Luo Zijun leaned against the bed frame behind him, placed both of their little feet on his lap, and while playing with them, closed his eyes to rest.

Xiaohuan suddenly leaned into Zhiyuan's ear and whispered a few words.

Zhiyuan's cheeks turned even redder; she paused, then continued: "Ever since Young Master came to the Bai Mansion, Third Miss has often taken the initiative to come and find Young Master. Every time she goes out, she invites Young Master to go along, and everyone can see that Third Miss greatly admires Young Master..."

Xiaohuan nodded at the side, obediently serving him.

"Young Master, what do you think of Third Miss?"

Zhiyuan asked.

Luo Zijun kept his eyes closed and did not answer.

He truly had no thoughts regarding that Bai Third Miss.

Outside the window, the night grew deeper.

Approaching the third watch, Luo Zijun left his room, went to the courtyard to take a cold shower, changed into clean clothes, tidied himself up, and then headed out.

The light was on in the room.

Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan sat on stools, washing their feet while feeling puzzled in their hearts.

"Who is the Young Master going to see, dressing up so late at night?"

"Perhaps he is going to see Miss Ling'er."

"Who is Miss Ling'er?"

"She is the Young Master's childhood sweetheart..."

Xiaohuan explained in a low voice.

Bathed in the bright moonlight, Luo Zijun walked through the flower paths of Baihuayuan and arrived at the lakeside.

The lake was wreathed in mist, hazy and indistinct.

He untied a small boat, jumped onto it, picked up the bamboo pole, and rowed toward the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Tonight, he must succeed!

(End of this chapter)