242: Chapter 22 Private Pact

Facing Wang Yuyan's question, Meng Li answered truthfully, an indescribable emotion flickering in his eyes.

When Wang Yuyan heard his answer, she blinked her eyes and spoke, “I know that. Cousin, you are a descendant of the Great Yan imperial family, with noble birth. If the great cause of restoring the country succeeds, there will surely be the need to establish an Empress and confer concubines...”

Mid-sentence, she paused suddenly, as if thinking of something.

Afterward, Wang Yuyan watched Meng Li’s expression and continued cautiously, “Even if it doesn't succeed, since you are the only one of the Murong Family in this generation, you must take a wife and concubines, have descendants, to pass down the ambition of restoration, allowing future generations to seize the opportunity to revitalize the great cause.”

Meng Li felt slightly surprised upon hearing this.

He hadn't expected Wang Yuyan to say such things, but after a moment's thought, he felt relieved.

These matters were reasonable, and it was normal for her to understand them.

After all, Wang Yuyan might be obsessed with romance, but she wasn't foolish; on the contrary, she could be considered clever.

Immediately after, the young girl added, “A Zhu and A Bi were raised by your side since childhood. If nothing unexpected happens, they will become your concubines when they grow up.”

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Meng Li's eyes, and he probed, “You don't mind?”

Wang Yuyan tilted her small head and countered with a question, “Why should I mind?”

The next second, she explained, “I have known them since childhood; our relationship is very good, and I am used to being around them, no different from close girlfriends. When I marry you, Cousin, as my husband, and they become concubines, we won't have to separate. This is a good thing.”

Meng Li was speechless.

Because what Wang Yuyan said made sense.

Moreover, her way of thinking was a good thing for him.

It was just that...

Forget it, other matters could be discussed later.

Thinking this, Meng Li dispelled some chaotic thoughts and remained silent for a moment.

“Cousin,” Wang Yuyan called out when she saw he wasn't speaking.

Meng Li snapped back to attention and gave her an inquiring look.

Wang Yuyan slightly lowered her head, playing with the corner of her garment while hesitantly bringing up the previous topic: “About what we just discussed...”

Meng Li immediately understood, smiling as he picked up the conversation, “If you are willing to marry, I am naturally willing to take you as my wife.”

Wang Yuyan's anxious heart immediately settled, then began to pound rapidly, like a frantic little deer bouncing around in her chest. After a moment, she suppressed the excitement and shy joy that were almost overflowing, looked up at Meng Li, and said with utmost seriousness, “Don't go back on your word, pinky swear!”

As she finished speaking, the young girl stuck out her little finger.

Meng Li smiled and placed his right pinky finger against hers.

Wang Yuyan immediately hooked her pinky around his and shook it gently, chanting, “Pinky swear, hang by a thread, a hundred years won't change; he who lies is a puppy.”

After saying that, she pressed her thumb against Meng Li's thumb to seal the deal.

With the agreement established, the young girl let go of his hand, clearly much more cheerful. However, she soon seemed to think of something and became uneasy again: “Cousin, this should count as us privately deciding our fate, right? What if my mother finds out and is unhappy, or even refuses?”

Meng Li glanced sideways at her: “You’re only realizing that now? What were you doing just before?”

Wang Yuyan fiddled with the corner of her garment and said nothing.

Regarding what just happened, she had indeed been impulsive, but she didn't regret it.

Because the result was what she wanted.

Furthermore, so-called love was the combination of heart palpitations plus impulse; once one was swept up, their mind would become muddled, and reason would vanish.

This was especially true for someone with a love obsession.

Meng Li understood this, so his words carried no blame, but rather teasing.

Wang Yuyan realized this, her eyes darted around, and she reached out to gently shake Meng Li's arm, whining coquettishly in a sweet, childish voice, “Cousin~”

Meng Li’s eyelid twitched. He thought to himself that the young girl’s personality had really gone astray under his influence; she wasn't like this before.

Thinking this, he spoke, “Alright, this matter isn't a big deal. Just keep your mouth shut and don't let Auntie know for now. When a few years pass and you reach the age suitable for marriage proposals, I will formally propose to her.”

“Given our relationship, she shouldn't refuse.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Then I will certainly keep my promise.” Wang Yuyan vowed solemnly, making a sealing gesture over her mouth as she spoke.

Meng Li smiled and nodded, then changed the subject, chatting with her about other things.

After chatting for a while, the small boat approached Canhe Village.

The two walked off the boat side by side. Meng Li called for servants to carry the gifts while he led Wang Yuyan into the village.

As soon as they arrived at the front hall, A Bi and A Zhu, who had received the news, came, along with A Zi.

As soon as the three greeted him and Wang Yuyan finished her formalities, Wang Yuyan said, “You came at the perfect time. Cousin and I brought gifts for you all.”

Brought gifts?

A Bi, A Zhu, and A Zi were greatly surprised.

This was because such a thing had never happened before.

Then, Wang Yuyan took the three of them to see the gifts.

Seeing this, a strange guess flashed through Meng Li's mind: Was the young girl positioning herself as the primary wife and starting to display the demeanor of the 'main consort'?

But the thought vanished in an instant.

It was true that women in ancient times matured early, but not to this extent.

The young girl was more likely trying to show off.

A moment later, Wang Yuyan returned to the front hall with A Bi and the others. Joy was evident on their faces, showing they were very pleased with the gifts.

Once their excitement subsided slightly, Meng Li inquired about the situation at Canhe Village during this period from A Bi and A Zhu.

The two answered one by one; everything was normal.

After discussing the affairs, Meng Li led the group to the rear courtyard to examine the progress of their Martial Arts training.

Originally, Meng Li intended to have A Zhu and A Bi spar to demonstrate, but Wang Yuyan insisted on being the chief examiner.

Meng Li thought for a moment and let her have her way.

The result of the sparring was naturally that A Zhu and A Bi were no match for Wang Yuyan. This was not only because Wang Yuyan possessed superior Martial Arts talent, but also because her journey away from home, guided by Meng Li and Wu Ya Zi, had benefited her immensely, leading to significant improvement in her Martial Arts.

However, A Zhu and A Bi were also quite capable.

The two had already mastered the Bibo Palm Technique, and their Hun Yuan True Qi also showed remarkable progress.

It was clear they had not slacked off during Meng Li’s absence.

After the assessment, Meng Li told A Zhu and A Bi, “Your Bibo Palm Technique is already proficient. Further practice will yield little improvement. From now on, switch to learning the Luoying Divine Sword Palm.”

“Yes.” A Zhu and A Bi replied in unison, joy showing on their faces.

The Luoying Divine Sword Palm was not only more exquisite and powerful than the Bibo Palm Technique, but it was also more dazzling and beautiful to execute.

They had been envious when they first saw Meng Li demonstrating it with Wang Yuyan, so they were naturally overjoyed to learn they could now study it.

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan proactively offered, “Cousin, I also know the Luoying Divine Sword Palm. Why don't I teach them?”

Meng Li glanced at her and nodded in agreement, “Fine.”

A Zhu and A Bi naturally had no objections to this.

Thus, the matter was settled.

Wang Yuyan immediately adopted a mature demeanor, taking on the posture of a teacher, and led A Zhu and A Bi to a nearby spot to instruct them in the Luoying Divine Sword Palm.

At this time, A Zi, standing nearby, spoke up, “Young Master, what about me?”