Sword Tomb wields his sword a billion times, to marry Li Hanyi!

"You unfilial son! Can't you see your father first before you see your sister and brother-in-law?!" Lei Mengsha retorted, seeing that Lei Wujie had found a reason.

Fortunately, Li Xinyue pushed him aside in time and said to Xiao Jie, "Xiao Jie is not wrong! If we hadn't helped each other, how could we have succeeded so much?"

So, not only should Xiao Jie thank Yi Yi, but even you, as her father, should thank Yi Yi!

Otherwise, how could such a good girl become your daughter-in-law, Lei Mengsha?!

"Xin Yue, we're family, why thank me?" Lei Mengsha muttered.

"So Xiao Jie and you aren't family anymore? Should I bring Ruoyi to see you first?" Li Xinyue used his own methods against him.

"Yi-yi, thank you so much! Father, thank you!" Lei Mengsha, seeing that he couldn't win the argument with Li Xinyue, went straight to express his gratitude.

Li Jianyi waved his hand with a smile: "Dad, Mom was just teasing you, why are you taking it so seriously?"

"Are you kidding me?" Lei Mengsha stared wide-eyed at Li Xinyue.

Li Xinyue covered her face and laughed: "Otherwise what? You really are exactly like Xiao Jie!"

"Hmph! So what if they're exactly the same? Isn't the woman I married one of the most beautiful women in the world?!" Lei Mengsha proudly raised his head.

"Dream on!" Li Xinyue rolled her eyes at Lei Mengsha, but her heart was warm.

"Speaking of Uncle Lei and Aunt Li's family, they are really interesting. If I lived in a family like that, I might be able to feel it too..." Ye Ruoyi looked at Lei Mengsha, Li Xinyue and their family chatting and laughing, and a little expectation appeared in her beautiful eyes.

After all, this was a warmth she had never experienced in her own family.

"Of course! So Ruoyi, you and Xiaojie must find an auspicious day to get married! That way, everyone will be truly happy!"

"Your Uncle Lei and I can say we have no regrets!" Li Xinyue held Ye Ruoyi's small hand and smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"Yes, Ruoyi, after you and Xiaojie get married, it will be our turn to worry about having children! So, how about you and Xiaojie pick an auspicious day after the Hundred Flowers Festival?" Li Hanyi also held Ye Ruoyi's other small hand.

"This..." Ye Ruoyi glanced at Ye Xiaoying cautiously.

"Don't worry, if your dad can't bear to part with you, he can move in with us! I'm just worried about not having anyone to drink and chat with! Brother Ye is perfect for that!" Lei Mengsha patted Ye Xiaoying on the shoulder.

Ye Xiaoying originally had some objections, but after hearing Lei Mengsha say that, what objections could he possibly have?

My daughter is still my daughter!

And you'll gain another old friend with whom you can chat and drink until you're old—why not?!

"Alright, I'll do whatever you say, Brother Lei!" Ye Xiaoying glanced at Lei Mengsha calmly.

"Since your father has said that, what do you think?" Lei Mengsha looked at Ye Ruoyi again with a simple and honest expression.

"I...I..." Seeing everyone looking at her, Ye Ruoyi blushed and took Lei Wujie's hand, escaping from the crowd and heading in another direction from the Hundred Flowers Gathering.

see,

Lei Mengsha, Li Jianyi, and the others couldn't help but laugh and say, "Is she shy? Does she want to spend time alone with Xiao Jie?"

It seems this deal is really done!

"Sigh, my daughter has finally grown up." Ye Xiaoying sighed, unsure whether it was because the big cabbage had been eaten by the silly boy, or because he was a little reluctant to part with Ye Ruoyi.

"Isn't it good that he's grown up? You used to look forward to him growing up every day when he was a kid!" Lei Mengsha patted Ye Xiaoying on the shoulder.

"It's great that she's grown up! My daughter is just as good as her mother!" Ye Xiaoying was proud of Ye Ruoyi.

"Isn't that settled?" Lei Mengsha smiled, then invited Ye Xiaoying to sit down, drink wine, and enjoy the Hundred Flowers Gathering.

Seeing this, Li Xinyue didn't want to disturb the two brothers' reunion. Instead, she looked at Li Hanyi and said, "Hanyi, quickly take me to find our little Zhouzhou! I miss her so much!"

"Okay, Zhouzhou said she misses you, her grandma, very much too!" Li Hanyi took Li Xinyue's arm and headed down from the attic.

Soon, Li Hanyi and Li Xinyue encountered Xiao Zhouzhou.

"Porridge!"

When Li Xinyue saw Xiao Zhouzhou playing with Baili Yaojun and the others, she suddenly called out.

Hearing the long-lost yet familiar voice, Xiao Zhouzhou excitedly turned around: "Grandma! What brings you here?"

"What? Can't Grandma come and see Xiao Zhouzhou?" Li Xinyue smiled as she looked at Xiao Zhouzhou.

"Of course! Zhouzhou loves Grandma the most!" Little Zhouzhou stepped forward and hugged Li Xinyue.

"Really?" Li Xinyue blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Really! If you don't believe me, Grandma can ask my mom!" Little Zhouzhou looked at Li Hanyi, who was smiling but not saying anything beside her.

"No need to ask anymore? Your mother already told Grandma." Li Xinyue smiled.

"Grandma, you're still teasing me..." Little Zhouzhou pouted her pink lips.

"Hehehe... That was Grandma's mistake. Grandma will treat Xiao Zhouzhou to something delicious, okay?" Li Xinyue smiled when she saw Xiao Zhouzhou's adorable appearance.

"good!"

Little Zhouzhou looked at the food vendors setting up stalls outside the Hundred Flowers Fair, her little mouth agape like a hungry kitten.

While Li Xinyue was out indulging in food and drink with Xiao Zhouzhou, Li Jianyi also arrived at the Hundred Flowers Gathering venue with an air of appreciation.

Watching the young talents display their unique abilities and brilliance, Li Jianyi couldn't help but look at one of the most outstanding young men.

He carried a basket on his back filled with various ancient books, and standing in the center of the young talents, he spontaneously recited some verses.

After hearing this, the young talents all looked at the young man carrying the basket with admiration.

After all, if one can speak eloquently and compose poems, then by taking the imperial examinations, one might be able to achieve academic success and become the top scholar in Beili.

"Brother Wang, you are truly a man of great talent! I only regret that we met so late! Otherwise, perhaps I, Ning, could have been influenced by you and improved my poetry skills!"

"Oh, Brother Ning, you're being a bit out of step with the times! Is it really too late to start learning from Brother Wang now?"

……

Everyone held the man addressed as "Brother Wang" in high regard.

Upon seeing Li Jianyi looking at him, the man addressed as Brother Wang couldn't help but say, "Compared to my insignificant verses, I think the verses that Young Master Li of Sword Heart Tomb taught that young man in red to flirt with girls are far more classic!"

"Oh? We didn't hear that just now. Could you repeat it, Brother Wang?" Everyone looked at the young man carrying the basket on his back.

"Last year on this day, in this very doorway, faces and peach blossoms reflected each other's rosy hue!" Brother Wang, carrying a basket on his back, recited aloud.

"On this very day last year, within this very gate, were faces and peach blossoms reflecting each other's rosy hue?"

"Wonderful! These lines of poetry perfectly capture the blushing and shy look on a young girl's face when she encounters her first love! It's absolutely perfect for this moment!" The talented men inadvertently glanced in the direction of the talented women.

In response, Brother Wang, carrying a basket on his back, shook his head and said, "This poem should only be the first half; the second half has not yet been written."

"Oh? Then let's go ask Master Li of the Sword Heart Tomb? We can't let such classic verses be buried!" Everyone came to their senses and looked at Brother Wang, who was carrying a basket on his back.

Wang, carrying a basket on his back, immediately led a group of followers towards Li Jianyi: "Master Li, could you recite the sequel to this poem?"

"Xie Xuan, how many aliases do you have? First it's Xiao Xuan, then Xiao Mo, and now you've come up with another one, Wang Xiong?" Li Jianyi transmitted his voice as he watched Wang Xiong, who was walking towards him with a basket on his back.

Xie Xuan: "..."

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P.S.: I've been staying at the hospital as a caregiver lately, and I've been using drafts from my spare time. This is the last draft. I'll update after I finish my care, or maybe I'll slack off as much as I can in between.