Chapter 1697 - 1699: One Sentence Left Yang Chuxia Both Burnt and Tender
Provoking Baili Yan to turn back and glare at him, "Can you speak or not? If not, just shut up."
Ye Zi’an saw this and just touched his nose, saying nothing.
Throughout the journey, all Yangyang talked about was Elder Cousin this, Elder Cousin that. Once the food was served, he eagerly introduced this and that to Baili Yan, insisting everything was delicious. Baili Yan enjoyed listening to his introductions, finding life more lively and not as stiff with such a little fellow chirping in his ear.
"Yangyang, how about staying at your Elder Cousin’s house for a few days?" Baili Yan asked him after the meal.
"No way." Yangyang refused flatly.
"Why not? My house is a lot of fun." Baili Yan glanced at him and said, "There are lots of kids to play with you at my place."
"There are plenty of kids at my house too! I have brothers, sisters, and a younger brother to play with," Yangyang blinked, "and besides, I’m very busy. Every morning, I have to practice martial arts with the master for two hours. After that, I’m with the teacher for calligraphy practice, listening to lessons in the afternoon, and then there’s homework assigned by the teacher and extra calligraphy practice by Dad. Before bed, I have to recite a passage and meditate for one hour. In all this time, I also have to find time to play with my siblings and feed my pets, so there’s no free time at all."
"You learn martial arts and study articles?" Baili Yan looked at him in surprise, "Can you handle all that?"
"Sure, I can." Yangyang nodded earnestly, "I learn very little compared to my brother. He learns much more; he’s learning chess, zither, flute..." He counted them on his fingers one by one, just listening to which made Baili Yan tired.
"Alright," Baili Yan was left speechless, "You guys are really busy."
After chatting with Yangyang and Lele for a while, Baili Yan went to the study with Ye Zi’an before returning to Prince Zhuang’s Mansion. As he left, he said, "I think your Yueyue isn’t bad-looking, quite a match for that boy from my family."
One sentence left Yang Chuxia stunned inside and out.
"Brother An, I’m telling you, Yueyue can’t be with that guy from Cousin’s family, absolutely not. You must firmly reject it."
"Why not? Marrying within the family is great!" After Baili Yan left, Yang Chuxia pulled Ye Zi’an over to warn him. Ye Zi’an didn’t quite understand why she disagreed.
"What’s so great about it? You and Cousin are blood relatives. Marrying blood relatives within three generations makes it easy for the children to become dimwitted. Although with Yueyue it’s the fourth generation, it still won’t do; we can’t take the risk. Besides, Cousin’s boy isn’t the only option. Which one was he talking about? If it’s the one from the Tong Family’s Secondary Princess Consort, I’d puke. Imagine Yueyue having such a mother-in-law, how would life go on? If it’s the one from Princess Consort Zhuang, that’s even worse. That’s the legitimate son, the heir. How can my daughter compete with so many women for one man? Absolutely not!"
"Really?" Ye Zi’an hadn’t seriously considered tying the knot with Baili Yan’s family. Upon hearing this, he immediately said, "Then forget it. Our daughter can choose her husband in the future. But you say the children of blood relatives can’t marry, yet many families here are marrying cousins."
"Absolutely true, especially those cousin marriages. Not all the children will have problems, but the likelihood of children born from such blood relations having issues is much higher than those without blood kinship. It can manifest as mental issues like being a simpleton or physical issues, like rickets or limb deformities, so we can’t take that risk."