Chapter 158 Why Him?
"Wedding dress?!" Su Jiuyue exclaimed, "Are you going to get married? How old are you?"
Su Yi held her chin and sighed, "I don't want to get married either, since how nice it is to be at my own house! But you are in no position to tell that I'm too young to get married, since you did it yourself and I am even two years older than you!"
Su Jiuyue also realized it. She should be sixteen after the new year, which was the suitable age of marriage.
And Su Jiuyue said, "I have never made the wedding dress. And the clothes made by the people in our village are very different from yours. If you wear it for marriage, I am afraid that you will be laughed at."
But Su Yi disagreed, "Who dares to laugh at me?! You just make it. I will wear whatever you make."
Su Jiuyue still wanted to refuse, but Su Yi took her hand and shook it, begging: "Dear sister, please help me. The bride's wedding dress has to be made by herself. But I don't even know how to make a handkerchief. It will be too difficult for me to do it."
Su Jiuyue agreed in the end, "Fine. But I have to tell you, first of all, it's my first time to make a wedding dress. If I don't do it well then, please don't mind."
How could Su Yi mind it? She sincerely asked Jiuyue for help. Although her father would definitely find the best tailor to make her a wedding dress, how could it be the same as what her sister Jiuyue made?
Jiuyue was her lucky star, and she hoped that the rest of her life could go on with the blessings of Jiuyue.
"How can I?! Don't worry. With my little skills, I dare not be fastidious. Instead, I'm very happy if you can help me."
Su Jiuyue asked her curiously, "Who are you going to marry?"
After asking, she suddenly felt that her question was a bit redundant. Due to Su Yi's noble identity, the person she was to marry must be excellent and must be picked by her father out of a thousand. Maybe even Su Yi told her and she had never heard of him.
Sitting on the side, Wu Xiyuan, who was completely ignored by the two ladies, also listened to their conversation. In his previous life, Su Yi had never been engaged. Otherwise she would not marry the Huns later for peace and stability.
Su Yi curled her lips, "You have seen that person before, actually."
Su Jiuyue became curious when she heard the words. She had seen the man before? Who? She had never met many people at all. Could it be that General Su let his daughter marry his subordinate? Was it Ada? She could only remember Ada.
As soon as she thought of Ada, her brows furrowed. Although Ada was a good person, he was to marry Sister Yi... which was really not a good match.
"So who is it?"
"Prince Yan. When we were saved together, it was Prince Yan whom we met." Su Yi thought Jiuyue had forgotten, and even helped her recall it.
Wu Xiyuan was also stunned when he heard it. How could it be him? He thought.
Prince Yan was the eldest son of Jing Yuandi. According to the lineal primogeniture system, he actually only could take advantage of his age, since he was the eldest. And he was many years older than Mu Zongyuan, the Prince Zhuang. There were a few people who supported him, Prince Yan, as the next King.
But what he did afterward really made Wu Xiyuan a little bit incomprehensible.
Prince Yan supported Mu Zongyuan to succeed, and personally led the army to crusade against the Huns. Until the year he died, news of Prince Yan's victories was often reported.
Su Jiuyue was also stunned for a moment, then she covered her mouth and widened her eyes, "Then you!! Wouldn't you be a princess?!"
Su Yi nodded, "That's right."
The expression on Su Jiuyue's face was wonderful, and she was sitting on the stool as if sitting on pins and needles since she was at a loss. She exclaimed: "Oh My God! The future princess invites me to make her wedding dress? Sister Yi, are you kidding me?! Logically speaking, your auspicious clothes are specially made by experts, right?"
"No. No. How can I sit with you! Let me stand aside, and I can feel more at ease."
Su Jiuyue was about to stand up, but Su Yi grabbed her, "Stop it! I don't care about so much etiquette. Well, I have decided that I will let you make my wedding dress."
"Please be sure to do it carefully! If you delay my marriage, I will blame you!" She raised her chin slightly with a pretentious look that made Su Jiuyue cheerful.
"Well. Well. I will do it well for you, and I will never delay your marriage."
The two talked in the room for a while. Then Liu Cuihua came in and invited Su Yi for dinner. But Su Yi got up and gave a junior salute and refused politely.
"I am eager to stay with you, but I do not tell my father that I go outside. If I haven't been back for a long time, he will be worried. So I gonna leave now."
Liu Cuihua tilted her head and looked at Su Jiuyue, "Well..."
Su Jiuyue also knew that their food was rough for such a noble lady that she was not used to it, so Jiuyue didn't insist.
She packed the dried sweet potato, which was made by them, for Su Yi, saying, "I don't have anything good for you. It's made by us. It's not bad to be a snack, and you can keep it as a little favor from me."
Sparing the false courtesies, Su Yi accepted it, and Su Jiuyue also delivered it to Cui Qingyun.
Although Xiyuan's brain problem may have something to do with her, after all, she led Su Yi here.
As the old saying goes, never slap the smiler. Now was not the time to fall out.
Cui Qingyun thanked her and handed the dried sweet potato to Baozhu immediately, unlike Su Yi who happily held it, as if Su Jiuyue had given her something precious.
Su Jiuyue and Wu Xiyuan sent them to the entrance of the village and saw the guards and carriages waiting there.
"Okay, go back for dinner. We also should leave now."
Su Yi said, waving at them, and commanded Wu Xiyuan: "Take good care of Jiuyue. If she suffers any grievance, I will definitely get to you in a minute!"
Wu Xiyuan cupped one hand in the other before chest and promised.
Seeing their carriages left, Wu Xiyuan took Su Jiuyue's hand and said, "Dear wife, she is so fierce."
Su Jiuyue faintly felt that he was not as naive as he used to be these days, but occasionally he would still act like a spoiled child.
She turned to look at him with a smile on her face, "If you don't bully me, she won't snap at you."
Wu Xiyuan frowned, took Su Jiuyue's hand and refused to leave, "Did I bully you? I've always listened to you."
Just as Su Jiuyue took a step, she was pulled to a stop by him. She turned her head helplessly and looked at the naughty child, "Really obedient?"
Wu Xiyuan nodded solemnly, "Sure!"
Su Jiuyue showed him a bright smile. The sun shone on her body, making her whole one glisten, "Since you're obedient, then... let's go home!"
Wu Xiyuan: "..."
Su Jiuyue took few steps happily, and then looked back at him. She saw he was pouting and looked gloomy.
So she stopped, turned around and looked up at him, "What's up? Are you unhappy?"
Wu nodded, "Yes! And you don't love me anymore."
Wu Xiyuan, who was accustomed to coquetry, had no psychological burden at all. As the squeaky wheel gets the grease, men who acted coquetry got their wives' tender love.