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"No one can guarantee that they will never change in their lifetime. The final outcome still depends on Qingxi's own wishes. I will accompany you on this journey."
At this moment, Elder Ying had made up her mind to clarify her disciple's thoughts. Since she had no parents, Elder Ying considered herself her elder and family; Ying Mansion was her home.
Considering Elder Ying's age, it was not suitable for her to travel overnight, so they could only set off the next morning.
The return journey was noticeably slower than the outbound trip. By the time they reached Ten Li Pu with Elder Ying's carriage, it was already afternoon.
Liu Qingxi felt puzzled about her master's sudden round trip within just a few days.
However, Elder Ying only smiled and remained silent until dinner time.
After a long pause to gather her thoughts, Elder Ying finally spoke: "Girl, you are fourteen now. At this age, girls your age should be thinking about relationships. What are your thoughts on that?"
To be honest, such a private topic should ideally be discussed between a mother and daughter. However, given Liu Qingxi's unique situation, Elder Ying took on this responsibility with great care.
"Master, you...???"
"Cough, cough." Elder Ying lightly coughed into her fist before continuing: "I heard that you and the Yang Family boy have mutual feelings for each other. Since I'm here, if both of you agree, we can arrange the engagement."
This was her true intention in bringing up the topic; she needed to understand her disciple's feelings before responding to the Yang Family.
Not being an ancient person herself, Liu Qingxi felt no embarrassment regarding such matters: "Yes, Master, we like each other."
"Then do you wish to marry him?"
Liu Qingxi nodded lightly. "Master, I am willing." This statement was a response to Elder Ying and also a confirmation of her own determination to move forward with Yang Yichen.
Elder Ying was unaware of what had transpired between Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen, but he knew that Yang Yichen was a good child. The courage he displayed by risking everything to save others during the earthquake was admirable, his intellect was extraordinary, and his talents were worthy of only his own disciple.
"Alright, then I will shamelessly take on the role of your elder and handle the wedding arrangements for you."
At that moment, Liu Qingxi finally understood why Elder Ying had made two trips back and forth in such a short time.
Her eyes became slightly moist, and her voice choked with emotion as she suddenly hugged Elder Ying's arm, shedding tears for the first time.
This was the first time she had cried since arriving in this unfamiliar era. She hadn’t cried when she suffered from hunger and cold, nor when she was beaten and scolded by the Wang family, nor when she was falsely accused by many people and misunderstood.
But at this moment, in this scene, seeing the elderly man with gray hair and hearing his earnest teachings filled her with overwhelming emotion.
"Master, thank you!"
Thank you for your acceptance, thank you for imparting knowledge without reservation, thank you for your support, thank you for caring about my lifelong matters.
Elder Ying gently stroked her soft black hair. "Master is your elder; you can come to me for anything. And as for Yang Family's child, he seems quite good. He rode all the way to Lingjiang Province to invite me here for your wedding. With that alone, you two should take care of each other in the future."
So it was Yang Yichen who specifically went to Lingjiang Province to invite Master; no wonder!
Liu Qingxi suddenly broke into a smile through her tears. Really, this kid didn’t even give her a heads-up, leaving her almost bewildered; it turned out it was all for this reason.
Liu Qingxi was both surprised and delighted. She never expected that after being falsely accused by the Wang family, Yang Yichen would believe in her without reservation. This trust moved her deeply.
She was so touched that she could hardly contain herself. In this life and the last, it was the first time someone had trusted her wholeheartedly, the first time someone stood by her side without any doubt.
Liu Qingxi looked up at the sky, trying hard to hold back the tears that were about to spill.
"Alright, alright, girl, don't cry. It's not like you're getting married right now; we're just setting up your engagement," Elder Ying said gently, patting the girl's slender back with a sense of compassion.
Indeed, she was still a child. The so-called strength she showed outside was merely a facade she couldn't maintain; privately, she still had a vulnerable side.
Time flowed quietly as Liu Qingxi leaned against the elder's shoulder, deeply feeling the warmth of home. It reminded her of the feeling brought by her grandmother in her past life—a unique, selfless love reserved for family.
In the end, their engagement was settled, and the results of the Wen family's fortune-telling had already been conveyed to Liu Qingxi. Next came the formal engagement procedures.
First, the Wen family invited the most renowned matchmaker in town, who arrived at Liu Qingxi's home with a large bag of betrothal gifts.
"Matchmaker, I hope you can take care of this matter for us."
"Madam Wen, don't worry; there's nothing I can't handle!" The matchmaker, of medium build and dressed in a red floral cotton jacket, assured with a pat on her chest.
"With such an outstanding young man like Young Master Yang, which girl wouldn't want to marry him? But your Miss Liu is known far and wide as a great benefactor. She and Young Master Yang truly make a perfect match; it's an ideal union."
Having been a matchmaker for many years, she effortlessly spewed out auspicious words as if they were free. In no time at all, she had made the Wen family laugh heartily, and her smile never faded.
At Liu Qingxi's home, Elder Ying, as the elder, received the Wen Family and the Matchmaker. The two families had already discussed the marriage, and inviting the Matchmaker was merely a formality; there was no need for her to do much.
As expected, the engagement went smoothly. The Wen Family presented a masterfully crafted contract, further sealing the fate of the couple.
"Alright, let's exchange the marriage certificates. The Young Master of the Yang Family and Miss Liu's engagement is now set. Congratulations! May you both grow old together and remain united in heart."
"Thank you, Matchmaker. You've worked hard this time."
To their surprise, she laughed heartily and said, "I haven't worked hard at all; this is what I’m supposed to do. Every thread of red I tie is a chance for me."
"Regardless, we still want to thank you." The Wen Family tightly grasped the Matchmaker's hand and appropriately handed her a rather weighty purse. "Just a little something, buy yourself a cup of tea."
In this line of work, earning money comes from such gestures. The Matchmaker did not refuse nor intend to: "Then thank you, Madam Yang."
The delighted Matchmaker stepped out of Liu Qingxi's home and eagerly opened the exquisite purse. Before her appeared two silver ingots weighing one tael each—wow!
Two taels of silver! She had rarely received such generous rewards in her lifetime and was instantly overjoyed: "Madam Yang is truly generous; I've struck it rich this time."
Money came too easily; without much effort, just by making one trip, she earned two taels of silver. The wealthy families in town would not be so generous.
It seems I should seize this opportunity and strive to have them seek me out again next time, the Matchmaker thought to herself.
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