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nIn the dead of the night, the person beside him let out even breaths. A moment ago, they were still discussing the Princess of Nanzhao. In the blink of an eye, Yu Wan’s voice lowered. When Yan Jiuchao turned to look at her, Yu Wan had already fallen asleep sweetly.

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nThe empty bed seemed to have become lively all of a sudden, but it was not annoying.

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nYan Jiuchao, who usually liked silence, slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in peace.

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nThe next day, Yu Wan did not go anywhere. She focused on learning the rules from Uncle Wan.

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nIn the blink of an eye, it was time to return home. Yu Wan woke up early, but she was surprised to find that Yan Jiuchao had already woken up. It was strange. Shouldn’t a silk pants young master like him sleep until late in the morning? The truth was that she had never seen him lying beside her after her wedding. No matter how early she woke up, he could wake up earlier than her.

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nYu Wan changed her clothes and sat in front of the bronze mirror to draw her eyebrows. Her eyebrows were thick and the shape of her eyebrows was very good. Occasionally, she could just trim them and there was no need to draw them. However, Uncle Wan had bought so many charcoal pens that it would be a pity not to leave them there. As she drew, she turned around and saw Yan Jiuchao sitting behind her.

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nShe turned around and handed the pen to him. “Can you draw my eyebrows?” Didn’t they say that only men in ancient times would draw a woman’s eyebrows if they loved her deeply? So this should be a very romantic thing?

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nYan Jiuchao held a gift list in his hand. His gaze moved away from the gift list and landed on Yu Wan.

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nYu Wan was wearing the clothes that Madam Meng and her disciple had sewn overnight—a red and white wide-sleeved Yanluo dress. Her waist was slender, and the sleeves were wide. The lapels were crossed diagonally, and they were tightly tucked into her slender waist by the jade-colored belt. Since it was the end of spring, the shirt she wore was thin, revealing a pair of exquisite collarbone. Under the collarbone, the white corset seemed to be unable to wrap around her chest. It had only been a few months, but she had already grown to this extent…

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nYan Jiuchao’s throat tightened. He grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair and turned around. “Draw it yourself!”

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nYu Wan put away the pen. “So be it. Why are you so fierce?”

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nYan Jiuchao’s chest heaved violently as he pushed the wheelchair out.

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nAfter Yu Wan finished drawing her eyebrows, the little fellows also woke up. When they opened their eyes, they were overjoyed to see Yu Wan. They climbed off the bed naked and asked Yu Wan for three big kisses.

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nAfter breakfast, the family boarded the carriage back to the village.

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nThe Yu family knew that Yu Wan was coming back today and woke up before dawn to prepare. Now that the workshop had moved into a new factory, they could entertain people at home without stopping work.

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nYu Feng and Yu Song went to town to buy groceries. Little Bruiser stood on the path outside the village entrance and looked in the direction of the Capital.

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nStone poked the ants on the ground with a branch and asked him, “Will your sister return? My mother said that the Capital is very far away!”

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nLittle Bruiser placed his hands on his hips and said, “My sister will definitely come back! She promised me!”

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nLittle Bruiser came too early. After waiting for a long time, he still didn’t see the Young Master Manor’s carriage. However, two carriages came from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, which disappointed Little Bruiser greatly. After another two hours, he finally saw the familiar carriage, but Little Bruiser snorted and stomped his feet before running away without looking back.

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nThe wedding three days ago had caused a stir in the surrounding villages. Today, Yu Wan’s return had attracted many villagers to watch the commotion. The people of Lotus Flower Village already knew that Young Master Wan’s surname was not Wan, but Yan. It was said that he was a young master from an official family.

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n“His family is a high-ranking official in the Capital!” Aunt Zhang said seriously.

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nCui Hua widened her almond-shaped eyes. “How high is the ranking?”

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nAunt Zhang was stunned by the question. She scratched her head. “It’s even higher than the county magistrate!”

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nIn their eyes, the county magistrate was the blue sky above their heads. It was very impressive that he was higher than the blue sky.

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n“Who cares about the county magistrate? He’s the Emperor’s relative, okay?”

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nLittle Chen’s sinister voice suddenly sounded behind everyone. Everyone trembled in fear and turned around in unison. Aunt Bai glared at her and said, “How many times have I told you? Can you walk a little louder?!”

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nLittle Chen ate a melon seed. “…Oh.”

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nThe carriage stopped at the entrance of her house. Yu Wan went to get the wheelchair, but Yan Jiuchao rejected her. He forced himself to walk down. In just a few steps, his entire body was drenched in sweat.

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nYu Wan understood that he did not want her family to worry about him and his health. Nor did he want them to worry that she had married a useless husband. Yu Wan accepted his favor and looked at him gratefully.

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nIn the central room, Yu Wan saw her parents, uncle, aunt, and her youngest cousin.

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n“Where’s Big Brother and the others?” Yu Wan asked.

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nAunt smiled and said, “They went to buy groceries. They’ll be back soon.”

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nYu Wan changed into the clothes of a city dweller. They almost didn’t recognize her at first glance and thought that she was the madam of a rich family. However, when they thought about it, it didn’t make sense. Which noble madam could sit in the young master’s carriage?

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nAunt held Yu Wan’s hand, her eyes filled with relief. Madam Jiang looked at her daughter gently. Only Yu Shaoqing was jealous and wanted to throw his son-in-law out!

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nUncle brought over the sticky cake.

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nThis was a custom in the village. On the day they returned, the two of them had to eat a large bowl of sticky cake cooked with brown sugar. This round sticky cake was made of glutinous rice. Each of them was the size of a palm. They were first fried in an oil pot and then boiled in brown sugar water to collect the juice. The texture was soft and sweet. Yu Wan did not like sweet food, but since it was a custom to ask for a good omen, she obediently ate it.

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nYan Jiuchao also started eating without another word.

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nThe only weakness of this sticky cake was that it was difficult to digest. It was fine for country bumpkins, but a spoiled young master like Yan Jiuchao would definitely feel uncomfortable if he ate too much. Yu Wan finished the food in her bowl in two to three bites. Then, she snatched Yan Jiuchao’s bowl and started eating.

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n“Aiya, you’ve only been married for a few days, and you’re already protecting your husband?” Aunt Zhang, who was outside the door, couldn’t help but tease her.

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nYu Wan blushed and everyone laughed. Just as everyone was laughing heartily, a huge commotion came from Madam Jiang’s room, as if something had fallen to the ground.

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nYu Wan put down her bowl and asked in a daze, “What’s wrong?”

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nAunt said, “It’s Little Bruiser.”

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n“Is he at home?” She asked Yu Feng and the others. Aunt said that they went to buy groceries, and Yu Wan thought that Little Bruiser had gone too.

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nYu Wan put down the clean bowl and went to Madam Jiang’s room.

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nThe chair that Little Bruiser had “accidentally” knocked over had been helped up. Little Bruiser had his back facing Yu Wan as he sat on the bed with his arms crossed.

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n“Bruiser.” Yu Wan walked over.

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nLittle Bruiser ignored her. Yu Wan walked around to his side. He turned around so that Yu Wan could not see his face.

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nYu Wan sat down beside him. “Are you angry with me?”

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nLittle Bruiser didn’t say anything.

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nYu Wan tugged at his little arm, and Little Bruiser struggled free. However, how could he be Yu Wan’s match? Yu Wan gently used her strength to turn his little body around. Although his body was straight, his head was turned away.

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nYu Wan turned his little head around again and saw that his eyes were red. Crystal tears rolled in his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall.

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n“Are you still blaming me?”

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n“You… you said you would come back!” Little Bruiser said angrily, his voice choking.

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nYu Wan said, “I’m back.”

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nLittle Bruiser moved his little body, and tears fell.

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nYu Wan’s heart ached. This little fellow was the first person she had seen in this world. She still remembered that he had messy hair and was dressed in tattered clothes in the cold winter. He was as thin as a matchstick and was guarding her alone.

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nYu Wan raised her hand to wipe his tears. “Are you blaming me for being late?”

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nLittle Bruiser cried. “I was waiting for you, but you did not come back! You did not come back! You didn’t look for me when you came back! You only care about talking to them!”

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n“It’s my fault. I thought you went to town.” Yu Wan’s heart was about to break from her brother’s tears as she carried him onto her lap.

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nThe three little lads slipped in and looked at their wailing uncle in confusion.

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n“Boohoo…” Little Bruiser cried until he was out of breath in Yu Wan’s arms, as if he had vented out the grievance of losing his sister on the day of the wedding.

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nYu Wan waited for him to finish crying and gently patted his back. “Should I bring you over to stay?”

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n“Where?” Little Bruiser asked.

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nYu Wan said softly, “My new house.”

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nLittle Bruiser burst into tears. “Isn’t this your home?”

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nYu Wan nodded and said, “Yes, of course. This will always be my home.”

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n“Then… then can I still come back if I go to your new house?”

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n“Of course.”

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n“Then… will you continue to teach me my homework?”

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nYu Wan smiled knowingly. “Of course.”

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n“…Oh.” Little Bruiser got off her. “Then I won’t go.”

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nYu Wan : “…”

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