Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Shu Yijin——

"My Lord, the auspicious time has come. It is better not to miss it."

After being reminded by the matchmaker, Shu Yijin realized that he had been staring at himself in the bronze mirror dressed as a groom for a long time. After taking a final look, he found that his face was indeed very handsome.

The bride is a relative of his mother's family, two years younger than him. I heard that she has a gentle personality and is considerate.

My grandfather's side was very satisfied because of the closer relationship with the Marquis's Mansion, and the empress dowager was also very satisfied that I had settled down. As for my mother, it would be enough to have someone to cover up her identity and maintain the glory of the Marquis's Mansion.

It seems like everyone is happy!

"Let's go, it's time to go get married."

Shu Yijin had already thought it through. He planned to give the girl a large sum of silver and a land deed in two years, and then announce it to the world by saying that he had died of illness. He would then arrange for a family to recognize her as the daughter who had been sent to the countryside to recuperate a few years earlier, and then let her own parents adopt her as their goddaughter, so that she could openly honor her parents.

As the most dissolute young marquis in the capital, on the day of Shu Yijin's wedding, both sides of the street were filled with common people. Even the girls in the building gathered in a corner of the street, each of them wiping their tears with handkerchiefs.

Shu Yijin just smiled at them and rode on his handsome horse with a big red flower on its head to pick up the bride.

The whole process went very smoothly, from welcoming the bride, to the wedding ceremony, to being sent to the bridal chamber, everything was just as regular and rigid as this calm stagnant water.

Later, at the toast outside, Shu Yi Jin was forced to drink one cup after another.

Chun Heming was inspired to write a poem for him on the spot, which made the guests around him applaud and cheer. Finally, he raised a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Young Marquis, the zither and the harp are in harmony."

Shu Yijin also raised a glass of wine and clinked it with his, feeling empty and uncomfortable in his heart. He had originally thought that when he got married, Xu Jinhuan would also wish him a happy wedding in the name of brotherhood, just like Chun Heming was doing now.

On the wedding night, he hesitated at the door of the room for a long time before he pushed the door open and walked in. Looking at the layout of the bridal chamber, he was dazed for a moment.

It seems like déjà vu.

Shu Yi Jin didn't know if he was drunk or not. His eyes fell on the girl with a red veil on the head of the bed. It seemed that he saw himself walking over and lifting the veil.

Nangong Yunran’s face appeared from under the veil.

Shu Yijin woke up immediately, only to find that the cold wind had made the sweat he had just produced from drinking suddenly become extremely cold and stuck to his body uncomfortably.

He walked over in a somewhat nonchalant manner, stretched out his hand to lift the veil, and saw a strange face underneath. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl suddenly pulled out a pair of scissors from under the pillow and pointed them at her neck. Her eyes revealed a determination, as if she would be killed if Shu Yijin came one step closer to her.

"Don't come over here, you dandy, don't even think about touching me."

Shu Yijin was stunned for only two seconds by the girl's action, but he was not surprised. After all, he was a despicable, cowardly, arrogant and domineering man. It would be a problem to like him.

"Put down the scissors first. I won't touch you. Be careful and don't hurt yourself." Shu Yijin said.

The girl didn't believe it. After all, the man in front of her was a notorious bully. Perhaps because her gaze was too direct, the notorious young marquis actually took a few steps back and distanced himself from her.

After hesitating for a while, the girl put down the scissors in her hand.

Finally, Shu Yi Jin learned that the girl already had someone she loved and was forced to separate and marry him. The girl had already made a decision that she would commit suicide if she dared to touch her.

The story between these two people was probably the story of a young lady from an official family and a down-and-out scholar. Shu Yijin just smiled as he listened to it. There was no shortage of such stories in the capital, and there was also no shortage of various cases of couples being forced to break up.

Just as he knew, a certain high-ranking official today was also very poor when he was young. The rich girl broke off relations with her family and followed him. They were very affectionate when they were young. However, once the official gained power and rose to prominence, he gradually took in many concubines.

Shu Yijin didn't know what kind of person this girl loved, and he didn't want to care. He politely bowed to the girl with both hands and said, "You have to bear with me for two more years. After two years, I will let you go free. During this period, if there are any gossips, you can blame me."

"Don't worry, young lady. The servants in the mansion are strict in discipline and will never abuse you. You have the dignity that a lady of a marquis's mansion should have, but I hope you will also give me some respect. If there is any correspondence during this period, I will help cover it up, but please don't break the rules. Our marriage concerns the honor and disgrace of the marquis' mansion and my grandfather's family."

"You should take a rest first. Use the quilt to separate the bed in the middle. I will come back after I send some guests in the front yard away."

Shu Yijin turned around and left, closing the door behind him. Listening to the noisy cicadas in the summer, he picked up a jar of wine, flew to the roof, and then slowly lay down.

Looking at the ever-bright moon, he raised the wine jar high and said, "Xu Jinhuan, I toast to you."

Suddenly I recalled my first meeting with Xu Jinhuan, and I still remember their conversation clearly.

The young man had an indifferent expression, his eyes fixed on the arrogant and domineering herself, as if she was the only one in his eyes and no one else.

At that time, the boy's lips were very close to her face, and his breath touched her face, which was very itchy, as if he could kiss her as long as he turned his head.

Xu Jinhuan was like a gust of wind that blew from the border to the capital. The young general in fine clothes and riding a vigorous horse, amid the surging crowd, awakened the prosperous yet depressing capital that was like stagnant water.

There has never been a shortage of smart people in the capital, including Shu Yijin herself. She has been able to disguise herself as a man for so many years without being suspected, and her ability to judge people and avoid harm is no weaker than others.

She knew that the Crown Prince and the Second Prince would definitely invite the young general to the Spring Court Banquet, but the young general could only remain neutral and could barely be classified as a royalist, so she naturally pretended to invite him and gave him a third choice, which was to take him to the Spring Court Banquet herself.

Although he knew that Wancheng was a dangerous place and a den of dragons and tigers where major forces competed, he tossed and turned for several sleepless nights and finally decided to follow him. He thought that based on his status as a young marquis, those people would be a little cautious when attacking him.

Unfortunately, his disguise was not very good and he was caught by him not long after he started walking. In the end, he had no choice but to let himself go.

Those days were truly thrilling, but they were also rare happy and carefree days after he grew up. He would bicker and brag with the Xu family's army on weekdays, and then take Lin Pingan for a stroll.

Oh, and I ran into a childhood acquaintance later.

He said his name was Thursday.

In fact, he basically recognized me, but he didn't expose it, and I wouldn't admit it.

I will only be a little marquis, and I can only be a little marquis

"Xu Jinhuan, you promised to take me as your younger brother."

Shu Yijin was probably drunk. In a daze, he seemed to hear someone calling him. He raised his head and saw the entire Xu family army looking at him not far away.

Xu Jinhuan was still as high-spirited as ever, and said to him, "Shu Yijin, if you are chased by someone with a knife next time, I will not save you."

"Why are you just standing there? Aren't you usually quite boastful? Why are you silent now?"

"I miss you guys a lot."