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All Hail Cousin Brother

Yu Youyao had a nightmare. In her dream, she was married to the Marquis’ son, Song Mingzhao, and had become a mere medicine-human for her third sister, Yu Jianjia. After having blood extracted from her heart for three years, Yu Youyao’s life was nearing its end, so her wrist was slit and she died just like that. Upon waking up, her heart thumped wildly and she decided to choose the first man she saw to escape that tragic fate. Thus, she clung onto the leg of her maternal cousin who had come all the way from the You Kingdom. “Cousin, I’ll be good to you for the rest of my life.” Zhou Linghuai looked at the girl nestled in his arms. She had a lovely face and puppy eyes. Despite his usual ruthlessness, he suddenly found himself unable to reject her. And so, he became Yu Youyao’s protector, helping her to take revenge on those who bullied her, fend off the schemes of others, and reject all of her suitors. He even helped her attain glory and magnificence. Once Yu Youyao reached adulthood, events started to progress according to her dream. The Marquis’s son, Song Mingzhao, had indeed come to request for her hand in marriage. However, Zhou Linghuai pressed Yu Youyao against the wall and said in a low voice, “You’re mine. You can’t marry anyone else!”

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Mulberry Ceremony

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The surrounding commoners were all used to farming, so they couldn't help but discuss this matter.

"The emperor is really good at plowing. He's really not inferior to us old farmers who are used to farming."

"Isn't that so? It's obvious at a glance that he has a style."

"I heard that when the emperor was guarding the North, he often explored and planted food with the soldiers because of the difficulties in the army."

"…"

The emperor was good at plowing, but some of the court officials panicked. Under the gazes of the commoners, they went down to farm.

"They have no skill. They can't even hold the plow tightly."

"Such good land is being ruined. It's as if they're doing the dog paddle. The land is not as dense as the land farmed by the emperor."