After a master of metaphysics severed ties with his family, the whole family was filled with regret!

Chapter 86 Show off
"Thank you, Sixth Aunt. But we shouldn't force this. Let nature take its course and let things take their course." Ruan Baobao chuckled, feeling that this Sixth Aunt was being a bit too enthusiastic and she couldn't handle it.

Luo Chujiu smiled and didn't say anything more, while Ao Sihan breathed a sigh of relief.

A short while later, the senior students came out of the house, ready to go home.

Just as Ruan Baobao was preparing to go home with Fu Heng, Ao Sihan, who had been silent all night, finally mustered the courage to speak and looked at her;
"Sister Yu Yan—"

"Brother Ao, what's wrong?" Ruan Baobao looked up at Ao Sihan and asked him.

"There's a poetry gathering coming up soon, and I'd like to invite Yu Yan to join us. Would you be willing, Yu Yan?"

Ao Sihan's palms were sweaty as he finally managed to say those words, but he didn't dare look Ruan Baobao in the eye, afraid that she would reject him.

When Ruan Baobao heard his invitation to attend the poetry gathering, she readily agreed.

“Of course, I also want to join in the fun, so let’s travel together with Brother Ao.”

"Alright! Then I'll come to your residence to pick you up, Sister Yuyan."

"Ah."

Ruan Baobao nodded and got into the carriage with Fu Heng and left.

But Ao Sihan's gaze remained fixed on the carriage.

"Don't look anymore, nephew. The people and the carriage have already gone far away."

Luo Chujiu stood under the tree with her arms crossed, looking at Ao Sihan with amusement.

Upon hearing Luo Chujiu's words, Ao Sihan blushed and then shouted:

"Sixth Aunt—"

"Do you have a crush on our Yuyan? You even invited her to a poetry gathering."

"I just wanted someone to go with, that's all."

"Oh, still being stubborn, aren't you? You're not being honest."

"Sixth Aunt, I didn't."

Ao Yuan and Nalan Qingyin exchanged a glance, smiled, and each stepped forward to lead their people away.

Sitting in the carriage, Nalan Qingyin saw Luo Chujiu's mischievous grin and couldn't help but ask;
"You've been laughing ever since you got on the carriage. What are you laughing at?"

"Fourth Senior Brother, don't you find it amusing to see young boys and girls experiencing their first stirrings of love?"

Upon hearing Luo Chujiu's words, Nalan Qingyin smiled helplessly.

"You're not even as old as them, just a bit older in terms of generation, so why do you say that?"

“That’s different. Although I’m younger than them, I already have a fiancé, and I’m getting married in a few months. Unlike the two of them,” Luo Chujiu said proudly.

Nalan Qingyin affectionately reached out and tapped her forehead with her finger:
"You."

Luo Chujiu smiled gently, and the two senior and junior siblings said nothing more.

Meanwhile, things were not peaceful in the Luo family mansion as well.

Luo Chentian directly stepped forward and refused to register the account under Luo Jiangshi's name.

Luo Wanping and Luo Jiangshi were both very dissatisfied, not understanding why Luo Chentian disagreed. Was a legitimate son inferior to a son born out of wedlock? Even the old lady of Luo was alarmed and stepped forward to persuade Luo Chentian.

“Your child, your father and mother love you dearly. Now that you have entered the court as an official, if you had the advantage of being the eldest son of the emperor, you would only rise higher and higher in the future. It would be much better than your current status,” said Old Madam Luo, frowning and looking displeased.

“Grandmother, but I passed the imperial examination as a son of a concubine. Now that I am an official, I am a legitimate son. Outsiders will only say that I care about the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate sons, which will be detrimental to my reputation.”

Luo Chentian refuted this with reason and evidence, but Madam Luo was just a woman confined to the inner quarters; how could she possibly understand the relationships involved?
Madam Luo was also very displeased. She had no choice but to register Luo Chentian, this illegitimate son, under her name. Did he really think she wanted to? When she gave birth to Luo Chujiu, her body was weakened and she could not conceive again. Who would want to register an illegitimate son under their name?

But this illegitimate son doesn't know what's good for him! This made Lady Luo very angry.

Only Luo Wanping listened to Luo Chentian's words and felt that they did make some sense.

"In that case, it's really not appropriate to register it under someone's name right now, so let's postpone it for two years."

Once Luo Wanping said that, it was basically settled, and even Old Madam Luo wouldn't interfere too much.

Seeing that Luo Wanping was no longer dwelling on the matter, Luo Chentian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning to his own courtyard, Aunt Liu approached him again.

"Young Master, you should have promised Master and Madam."

“Auntie, I know what I’m doing. You are clearly my birth mother. You are still alive, so there’s no reason for me to be registered under your mother’s name. One day, I will call you Mother openly and proudly, instead of Auntie.”

It's utterly ridiculous that Aunt Liu, who is clearly his own mother, has to call him "Young Master," and he can't be too filial to his own mother, otherwise he'll be seen as disrespecting his mistress!
Upon hearing Luo Chentian's words, Aunt Liu immediately understood why he had refused the master and mistress, and her eyes welled up with tears; she was deeply moved.

"Young Master, it is your concubine who has wronged you, failing to give you a good background."

“Aunt, please don’t say things like that again. You gave birth to me and gave me life. That’s an immense kindness. I’m not ungrateful. I will always remember your kindness.” Luo Chentian gently held Aunt Liu’s hand and comforted her.

The mother and son looked at each other without saying anything more.

In the palace, when Xiao Jinglin saw Xiao Beiming take out that ugly handkerchief for the third time, he finally couldn't help but ask:
"Where did you get this handkerchief? It's so ugly."

"It was embroidered by Xiao Jiu herself and given to me. Isn't it beautiful? My name is also on the handkerchief."

Xiao Beiming smiled and said what he had prepared long ago.

Hsiao Ching-lin: Fortunately, I didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Ha, so this is why you deliberately showed off in front of me?"

Xiao Jinglin suddenly realized why Xiao Beiming's behavior was so affected today; he didn't even dare to criticize Xiao Beiming!
It's just a handkerchief, why are you so smug about it?
"Your Majesty does not know, this is Xiao Jiu's first time doing needlework. She embroidered a handkerchief and gave it to me. I naturally cherish it very much and take it out to look at it carefully every day, afraid of damaging or soiling it."

Xiao Beiming spoke to the handkerchief as if it were a precious jewel.

Xiao Jinglin increasingly felt that Xiao Beiming was pretentious; he wasn't like this before!

"you"

"Oh, I forgot, Your Majesty's handkerchiefs and robes are all made by the Imperial Wardrobe. Consort Jiang is currently pregnant, so I'm afraid she can't embroider a handkerchief for Your Majesty, can she?"

Hsiao Ching-lin:
Xiao Beiming was kicked out of the Imperial Study by Xiao Jinglin, who told him to go somewhere cool and stay there, so as not to embarrass himself here!
After finishing his official duties, Xiao Jinglin went to Luoheng Palace immediately, took Consort Jiang's hand, and gently coaxed her:

"Kui Kui, embroider a handkerchief for me too. I can't let myself lose to other men, okay?"

(End of this chapter)