Selling Cakes: C02

Chapter Two

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_{Shen Yunjie smelt the liquor emanating from the grinning man once he leaned in. “Why are you sneaking through the window when you can just enter through the door, young master?”}
In the thirteenth year of Yong-an's reign, Xie Yunyi liking Shen Yunjie was a matter everyone in Jinling City knew.

Shen Yunjie smelt the liquor emanating from the grinning man once he leaned in. “Why are you sneaking through the window when you can just enter through the door, young master?”

But before he could finish, Shen Yunjie grabbed Xie Yunyi’s arms—his eyes teary and voice mournful as she spoke. “Young master, does it have to be tomorrow? Why don’t we become a real couple tonight...”

When the sun readied for its rise, Shen Yunjie found it difficult to open his eyes before his gaze lingered on Xie Yunjie’s sleeping face. That young lord’s arm was still tightly wrapped around his waist, and their entwined hair made it hard for the two to part. When the first ray of sunlight spilt onto the window’s curtain, Shen Yunjie soothed the moist chill spilling from the corner of his eyes and propped his aching body upwards before leaning over Xie Yunyi’s ear to whisper, “Young master… dawn has come.”

_{“Shh…” Xie Yunyi pressed his fingers to his lips before they pulled into a grin. “I missed you, A’Yun.”}
Born a nobleman in the noble family of Prince Wujing's House Xie, this young prince's son (Shizi) received immense love and care from his childhood. His father was the named prince who was granted power, and his mother was the eldest daughter of the emperor, Princess Zhenyang. He was the only son of this family, so finding a family of equal status for a marriage between them was no easy task in the city of Jinling.

“Shh…” Xie Yunyi pressed his fingers to his lips before they pulled into a grin. “I missed you, A’Yun.”

_{But in the winter of that year, a fourteen-year-old Xie Yunyi bought Shen Yunjie off the street, who had sold himself to pay for his father's funeral. Since then, the only one in his eyes was Shen Yunjie. His youthful heart was moved, and his first love was blossoming. He chartered all the pleasure boats on Jinling's Jade Lake and did other silly acts to show his love for Shen Yunjie.}
But in the winter of that year, a fourteen-year-old Xie Yunyi bought Shen Yunjie off the street, who had sold himself to pay for his father's funeral. Since then, the only one in his eyes was Shen Yunjie. His youthful heart was moved, and his first love was blossoming. He chartered all the pleasure boats on Jinling's Jade Lake and did other silly acts to show his love for Shen Yunjie.

But in the winter of that year, a fourteen-year-old Xie Yunyi bought Shen Yunjie off the street, who had sold himself to pay for his father's funeral. Since then, the only one in his eyes was Shen Yunjie. His youthful heart was moved, and his first love was blossoming. He chartered all the pleasure boats on Jinling's Jade Lake and did other silly acts to show his love for Shen Yunjie.

_{Chapter Two}After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”

Chapter Two

_{The night before the festivities, where all was dark and the shadows of bamboo swayed, Shen Yunjie sat facing a lit candle on the highest floor with a note no wider than his finger in hand. The note was then ignited, its form crumbling as it became wisps of grey smoke. Before it became nothing but ash, the ink smeared on it read: three-quarters past the Hour of the Rooster (5:45 p.m.).}
If not for this, it would not have been known all over the city. When people gossiped about Shen Yunjie in their spare time, all they would talk about was how a matchless beauty like him managed to bewitch the young heir of Prince Wujing. But only Xie Yunyi knew how warm and gentle—how bright and radiant—his A’Yun truly was.

The night before the festivities, where all was dark and the shadows of bamboo swayed, Shen Yunjie sat facing a lit candle on the highest floor with a note no wider than his finger in hand. The note was then ignited, its form crumbling as it became wisps of grey smoke. Before it became nothing but ash, the ink smeared on it read: three-quarters past the Hour of the Rooster (5:45 p.m.).

_{After letting out a chuckle, Xie Yunyi again buried his face in Shen Yunjie’s soft hair. “A’Yun… I’m so happy right now. As happy as a person could be.”}If not for this, it would not have been known all over the city. When people gossiped about Shen Yunjie in their spare time, all they would talk about was how a matchless beauty like him managed to bewitch the young heir of Prince Wujing. But only Xie Yunyi knew how warm and gentle—how bright and radiant—his A’Yun truly was.

After letting out a chuckle, Xie Yunyi again buried his face in Shen Yunjie’s soft hair. “A’Yun… I’m so happy right now. As happy as a person could be.”

_{But before he could finish, Shen Yunjie grabbed Xie Yunyi’s arms—his eyes teary and voice mournful as she spoke. “Young master, does it have to be tomorrow? Why don’t we become a real couple tonight...”}
For seven years, Xie Yunyi tried to get his father’s approval to marry Shen Yunjie. They argued for ages, yet he was resolute in his desire to marry the person at his side alone. After utilising countless methods, he was finally able to gain Prince Wujing’s approval, albeit an implicit one that left the resigned older man rather annoyed. The young whose hearts have never tasted the bitterness of sorrow can be so easily moved by such a thing.

_{~*Titles*~ Shizi is the son and heir of a prince (or son/heir of a noble sometimes). Wang Ye is a prince/king bestowed with a title (being born of the emperor doesn’t automatically make you a prince) and having the title Wang Ye doesn't mean you're of royal blood.}
With this, red silk and golden bells were strung over half of the prince’s palace, and the day to come would be one of great joy for Prince Wujing’s only son and heir, Xie Yunyi.

~*Titles*~ Shizi is the son and heir of a prince (or son/heir of a noble sometimes). Wang Ye is a prince/king bestowed with a title (being born of the emperor doesn’t automatically make you a prince) and having the title Wang Ye doesn't mean you're of royal blood. Sometimes its the title granted to people who won a kingdom, etc.. []~*Wedding Terms*~ For a traditional Chinese wedding, in this context, The Three Letters and Six Etiquettes must be performed to make it complete (indisputable). So despite them cutting corners, he's promising that Shen Yunjie will be regarded as his legal first wife and gain all the rights therein. [][]In case you're curious about the stuff, here's a note: []A traditional and genuine Chinese marriage should follow a basic principle of the “Three Letters and Six Etiquettes” of the past. Even now, some customs are still followed. []The “Three Letters” include the Betrothal Letter, Gift Letter, and Wedding Letter. The Betrothal Letter is the formal document of the engagement. The gift letter would be given to the identified girl’s family. Within the letter will be a list of the types and quantity of gifts designated for the wedding. Once both parties accept the marriage, the Wedding Letter is prepared and presented to the bride’s family on the day of the wedding and is a document that confirms and commemorates the formal acceptance of the bride into the bridegroom’s family, with some adaptations, of course. The six etiquettes include the proposal. It is done by the matchmaker. The second one is the birthday matching. The matchmaker will ask for the girl’s birthday and birth hour to ensure the compatibility of the potential bride and groom. The third step is to present the betrothal gifts. And then the man should present the wedding gifts. The 5th step is for both parties to pick a wedding date. Then it is the final and most interesting step: the wedding ceremony. (Explanation courtesy: keatschinese.com)

If not for this, it would not have been known all over the city. When people gossiped about Shen Yunjie in their spare time, all they would talk about was how a matchless beauty like him managed to bewitch the young heir of Prince Wujing. But only Xie Yunyi knew how warm and gentle—how bright and radiant—his A’Yun truly was.

_{“I just wanted to see you for a moment, A’Yun.” Xie Yunyi possessed a baby face that was just as pronounced in the prime of his youth, which mirrored a personality that was just as full of youthful innocence.}
The night before the festivities, where all was dark and the shadows of bamboo swayed, Shen Yunjie sat facing a lit candle on the highest floor with a note no wider than his finger in hand. The note was then ignited, its form crumbling as it became wisps of grey smoke. Before it became nothing but ash, the ink smeared on it read: three-quarters past the Hour of the Rooster (5:45 p.m.).

“I just wanted to see you for a moment, A’Yun.” Xie Yunyi possessed a baby face that was just as pronounced in the prime of his youth, which mirrored a personality that was just as full of youthful innocence. So when he smiled, his eyes curved into crescent moons and those plump cheeks of his flushed red. Mixed with the tinge of drunkenness, his entire being exuded the purest kind of innocence, the kind rarely found in that world.

_{“Young master.” Shen Yunjie’s heart trembled as he hastily rose.}“Please do not call me young master anymore,” Xie Yunyi's faint voice pleaded. “Call me A’Ning, like my mother. I no longer wish for a master-servant relationship between me and you. After tomorrow, we will finally be a real couple.”

“Young master.” Shen Yunjie’s heart trembled as he hastily rose.

_{Shen Yunjie’s gaze softened at the sight, his hand extending to gently grasp Xie Yunyi’s wrist. “The night is cold, young master. Please, come in.”}“Young master.” Shen Yunjie’s heart trembled as he hastily rose.

Shen Yunjie’s gaze softened at the sight, his hand extending to gently grasp Xie Yunyi’s wrist. “The night is cold, young master. Please, come in.”

_{“Young master…” Shen Yunjie's nose stung, but before he could finish his words, Xie Yunyi had stolen his lips.}Shen Yunjie’s gaze softened at the sight, his hand extending to gently grasp Xie Yunyi’s wrist. “The night is cold, young master. Please, come in.”

“Young master…” Shen Yunjie's nose stung, but before he could finish his words, Xie Yunyi had stolen his lips.

“A’Yun… this is…” Xie Yunyi’s voice trailed into a whisper as he watched Shen Yunjie tug the pure black pin bundling his hair upright, causing his silky tresses to cascade over his shoulders. In an instant, those usually cold eyes looking down at him softened, and the clothes hiding what lay beneath were all gone.

_{Shen Yunjie’s gaze softened at the sight, his hand extending to gently grasp Xie Yunyi’s wrist. “The night is cold, young master. Please, come in.”}“A’Yun… this is…” Xie Yunyi’s voice trailed into a whisper as he watched Shen Yunjie tug the pure black pin bundling his hair upright, causing his silky tresses to cascade over his shoulders. In an instant, those usually cold eyes looking down at him softened, and the clothes hiding what lay beneath were all gone.

Shen Yunjie’s gaze softened at the sight, his hand extending to gently grasp Xie Yunyi’s wrist. “The night is cold, young master. Please, come in.”

_{Hearing a rustle from beyond the window, Shen Yunjie’s gaze darkened. Blowing the ash from his palm, he swiftly turned around to see the small window being pushed open, followed by a head poking inside.}The night before the festivities, where all was dark and the shadows of bamboo swayed, Shen Yunjie sat facing a lit candle on the highest floor with a note no wider than his finger in hand. The note was then ignited, its form crumbling as it became wisps of grey smoke. Before it became nothing but ash, the ink smeared on it read: three-quarters past the Hour of the Rooster (5:45 p.m.).

Hearing a rustle from beyond the window, Shen Yunjie’s gaze darkened. Blowing the ash from his palm, he swiftly turned around to see the small window being pushed open, followed by a head poking inside.

_{Those unspoken words, his murmur of such a thing being improper, were swallowed as his confounded mind could only stare at Shen Yunjie. Instead, they were replaced with a stuttered, “I-is this truly alright?”}
“Young master.” Shen Yunjie’s heart trembled as he hastily rose.

Those unspoken words, his murmur of such a thing being improper, were swallowed as his confounded mind could only stare at Shen Yunjie. Instead, they were replaced with a stuttered, “I-is this truly alright?”

_{After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”}With this, red silk and golden bells were strung over half of the prince’s palace, and the day to come would be one of great joy for Prince Wujing’s only son and heir, Xie Yunyi.

After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”

_{But before he could finish, Shen Yunjie grabbed Xie Yunyi’s arms—his eyes teary and voice mournful as she spoke. “Young master, does it have to be tomorrow? Why don’t we become a real couple tonight...”}~*Titles*~ Shizi is the son and heir of a prince (or son/heir of a noble sometimes). Wang Ye is a prince/king bestowed with a title (being born of the emperor doesn’t automatically make you a prince) and having the title Wang Ye doesn't mean you're of royal blood. Sometimes its the title granted to people who won a kingdom, etc.. []~*Wedding Terms*~ For a traditional Chinese wedding, in this context, The Three Letters and Six Etiquettes must be performed to make it complete (indisputable). So despite them cutting corners, he's promising that Shen Yunjie will be regarded as his legal first wife and gain all the rights therein. [][]In case you're curious about the stuff, here's a note: []A traditional and genuine Chinese marriage should follow a basic principle of the “Three Letters and Six Etiquettes” of the past. Even now, some customs are still followed. []The “Three Letters” include the Betrothal Letter, Gift Letter, and Wedding Letter. The Betrothal Letter is the formal document of the engagement. The gift letter would be given to the identified girl’s family. Within the letter will be a list of the types and quantity of gifts designated for the wedding. Once both parties accept the marriage, the Wedding Letter is prepared and presented to the bride’s family on the day of the wedding and is a document that confirms and commemorates the formal acceptance of the bride into the bridegroom’s family, with some adaptations, of course. The six etiquettes include the proposal. It is done by the matchmaker. The second one is the birthday matching. The matchmaker will ask for the girl’s birthday and birth hour to ensure the compatibility of the potential bride and groom. The third step is to present the betrothal gifts. And then the man should present the wedding gifts. The 5th step is for both parties to pick a wedding date. Then it is the final and most interesting step: the wedding ceremony. (Explanation courtesy: keatschinese.com)

_{The night before the festivities, where all was dark and the shadows of bamboo swayed, Shen Yunjie sat facing a lit candle on the highest floor with a note no wider than his finger in hand. The note was then ignited, its form crumbling as it became wisps of grey smoke. Before it became nothing but ash, the ink smeared on it read: three-quarters past the Hour of the Rooster (5:45 p.m.).}Those unspoken words, his murmur of such a thing being improper, were swallowed as his confounded mind could only stare at Shen Yunjie. Instead, they were replaced with a stuttered, “I-is this truly alright?”

The very second Xie Yunyi hopped through the window and found his footing, he pulled Shen Yunjie into his embrace. While nuzzling and whimpering like a lost pup, he whispered, “I’m sorry, A’Yun. I’m so sorry that my parents refuse to host a proper large banquet with numerous guests for our wedding. But please don’t fret; I promise to give you nothing short of a marriage using the Three Letters and Six Etiquettes! You are the one I will formally and legally marry, and no one can stop me from making it so.”

_{For seven years, Xie Yunyi tried to get his father’s approval to marry Shen Yunjie. They argued for ages, yet he was resolute in his desire to marry the person at his side alone.}
Shen Yunjie smelt the liquor emanating from the grinning man once he leaned in. “Why are you sneaking through the window when you can just enter through the door, young master?”

For seven years, Xie Yunyi tried to get his father’s approval to marry Shen Yunjie. They argued for ages, yet he was resolute in his desire to marry the person at his side alone. After utilising countless methods, he was finally able to gain Prince Wujing’s approval, albeit an implicit one that left the resigned older man rather annoyed. The young whose hearts have never tasted the bitterness of sorrow can be so easily moved by such a thing.

_{“I just wanted to see you for a moment, A’Yun.” Xie Yunyi possessed a baby face that was just as pronounced in the prime of his youth, which mirrored a personality that was just as full of youthful innocence.}With this, red silk and golden bells were strung over half of the prince’s palace, and the day to come would be one of great joy for Prince Wujing’s only son and heir, Xie Yunyi.

_{With tears flowing from his eyes, a smiling Shen Yunjie replied, “Yes. You can do whatever you please, young master.”}But in the winter of that year, a fourteen-year-old Xie Yunyi bought Shen Yunjie off the street, who had sold himself to pay for his father's funeral. Since then, the only one in his eyes was Shen Yunjie. His youthful heart was moved, and his first love was blossoming. He chartered all the pleasure boats on Jinling's Jade Lake and did other silly acts to show his love for Shen Yunjie.

With tears flowing from his eyes, a smiling Shen Yunjie replied, “Yes. You can do whatever you please, young master.”

_{Chapter Two}Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.

Chapter Two

_{With that, the curtain fell, concealing the scene of the blooming spring unfolding on their bed…}
“I just wanted to see you for a moment, A’Yun.” Xie Yunyi possessed a baby face that was just as pronounced in the prime of his youth, which mirrored a personality that was just as full of youthful innocence. So when he smiled, his eyes curved into crescent moons and those plump cheeks of his flushed red. Mixed with the tinge of drunkenness, his entire being exuded the purest kind of innocence, the kind rarely found in that world.

With that, the curtain fell, concealing the scene of the blooming spring unfolding on their bed…

_{In the thirteenth year of Yong-an's reign, Xie Yunyi liking Shen Yunjie was a matter everyone in Jinling City knew.}Those unspoken words, his murmur of such a thing being improper, were swallowed as his confounded mind could only stare at Shen Yunjie. Instead, they were replaced with a stuttered, “I-is this truly alright?”

In the thirteenth year of Yong-an's reign, Xie Yunyi liking Shen Yunjie was a matter everyone in Jinling City knew.

_{When the sun readied for its rise, Shen Yunjie found it difficult to open his eyes before his gaze lingered on Xie Yunjie’s sleeping face. That young lord’s arm was still tightly wrapped around his waist, and their entwined hair made it hard for the two to part.}~*Titles*~ Shizi is the son and heir of a prince (or son/heir of a noble sometimes). Wang Ye is a prince/king bestowed with a title (being born of the emperor doesn’t automatically make you a prince) and having the title Wang Ye doesn't mean you're of royal blood. Sometimes its the title granted to people who won a kingdom, etc.. []~*Wedding Terms*~ For a traditional Chinese wedding, in this context, The Three Letters and Six Etiquettes must be performed to make it complete (indisputable). So despite them cutting corners, he's promising that Shen Yunjie will be regarded as his legal first wife and gain all the rights therein. [][]In case you're curious about the stuff, here's a note: []A traditional and genuine Chinese marriage should follow a basic principle of the “Three Letters and Six Etiquettes” of the past. Even now, some customs are still followed. []The “Three Letters” include the Betrothal Letter, Gift Letter, and Wedding Letter. The Betrothal Letter is the formal document of the engagement. The gift letter would be given to the identified girl’s family. Within the letter will be a list of the types and quantity of gifts designated for the wedding. Once both parties accept the marriage, the Wedding Letter is prepared and presented to the bride’s family on the day of the wedding and is a document that confirms and commemorates the formal acceptance of the bride into the bridegroom’s family, with some adaptations, of course. The six etiquettes include the proposal. It is done by the matchmaker. The second one is the birthday matching. The matchmaker will ask for the girl’s birthday and birth hour to ensure the compatibility of the potential bride and groom. The third step is to present the betrothal gifts. And then the man should present the wedding gifts. The 5th step is for both parties to pick a wedding date. Then it is the final and most interesting step: the wedding ceremony. (Explanation courtesy: keatschinese.com)

_{Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.}N/A

Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.

_{Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.}
Shen Yunjie’s gaze softened at the sight, his hand extending to gently grasp Xie Yunyi’s wrist. “The night is cold, young master. Please, come in.”

Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.

_{Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.}But before he could finish, Shen Yunjie grabbed Xie Yunyi’s arms—his eyes teary and voice mournful as she spoke. “Young master, does it have to be tomorrow? Why don’t we become a real couple tonight...”

Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.

_{After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”}
The very second Xie Yunyi hopped through the window and found his footing, he pulled Shen Yunjie into his embrace. While nuzzling and whimpering like a lost pup, he whispered, “I’m sorry, A’Yun. I’m so sorry that my parents refuse to host a proper large banquet with numerous guests for our wedding. But please don’t fret; I promise to give you nothing short of a marriage using the Three Letters and Six Etiquettes! You are the one I will formally and legally marry, and no one can stop me from making it so.”

After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”

_{Shen Yunjie smelt the liquor emanating from the grinning man once he leaned in. “Why are you sneaking through the window when you can just enter through the door, young master?”}Hearing a rustle from beyond the window, Shen Yunjie’s gaze darkened. Blowing the ash from his palm, he swiftly turned around to see the small window being pushed open, followed by a head poking inside.

Shen Yunjie smelt the liquor emanating from the grinning man once he leaned in. “Why are you sneaking through the window when you can just enter through the door, young master?”

_{Chapter Two}
“Young master…” Shen Yunjie's nose stung, but before he could finish his words, Xie Yunyi had stolen his lips.

Chapter Two

_{Shen Yunjie’s gaze softened at the sight, his hand extending to gently grasp Xie Yunyi’s wrist. “The night is cold, young master. Please, come in.”}The very second Xie Yunyi hopped through the window and found his footing, he pulled Shen Yunjie into his embrace. While nuzzling and whimpering like a lost pup, he whispered, “I’m sorry, A’Yun. I’m so sorry that my parents refuse to host a proper large banquet with numerous guests for our wedding. But please don’t fret; I promise to give you nothing short of a marriage using the Three Letters and Six Etiquettes! You are the one I will formally and legally marry, and no one can stop me from making it so.”

Shen Yunjie’s gaze softened at the sight, his hand extending to gently grasp Xie Yunyi’s wrist. “The night is cold, young master. Please, come in.”

_{Hearing a rustle from beyond the window, Shen Yunjie’s gaze darkened. Blowing the ash from his palm, he swiftly turned around to see the small window being pushed open, followed by a head poking inside.}With this, red silk and golden bells were strung over half of the prince’s palace, and the day to come would be one of great joy for Prince Wujing’s only son and heir, Xie Yunyi.

_{“Young master.” Shen Yunjie’s heart trembled as he hastily rose.}
“Please do not call me young master anymore,” Xie Yunyi's faint voice pleaded. “Call me A’Ning, like my mother. I no longer wish for a master-servant relationship between me and you. After tomorrow, we will finally be a real couple.”

“Young master.” Shen Yunjie’s heart trembled as he hastily rose.

Born a nobleman in the noble family of Prince Wujing's House Xie, this young prince's son (Shizi) received immense love and care from his childhood. His father was the named prince who was granted power, and his mother was the eldest daughter of the emperor, Princess Zhenyang. He was the only son of this family, so finding a family of equal status for a marriage between them was no easy task in the city of Jinling.

_{“Young master…” Shen Yunjie's nose stung, but before he could finish his words, Xie Yunyi had stolen his lips.}Those unspoken words, his murmur of such a thing being improper, were swallowed as his confounded mind could only stare at Shen Yunjie. Instead, they were replaced with a stuttered, “I-is this truly alright?”

“Young master…” Shen Yunjie's nose stung, but before he could finish his words, Xie Yunyi had stolen his lips.

_{“Young master…” Shen Yunjie's nose stung, but before he could finish his words, Xie Yunyi had stolen his lips.}
Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.

“Young master…” Shen Yunjie's nose stung, but before he could finish his words, Xie Yunyi had stolen his lips.

_{Hearing a rustle from beyond the window, Shen Yunjie’s gaze darkened. Blowing the ash from his palm, he swiftly turned around to see the small window being pushed open, followed by a head poking inside.}If not for this, it would not have been known all over the city. When people gossiped about Shen Yunjie in their spare time, all they would talk about was how a matchless beauty like him managed to bewitch the young heir of Prince Wujing. But only Xie Yunyi knew how warm and gentle—how bright and radiant—his A’Yun truly was.

_{~*Titles*~ Shizi is the son and heir of a prince (or son/heir of a noble sometimes). Wang Ye is a prince/king bestowed with a title (being born of the emperor doesn’t automatically make you a prince) and having the title Wang Ye doesn't mean you're of royal blood.}In the thirteenth year of Yong-an's reign, Xie Yunyi liking Shen Yunjie was a matter everyone in Jinling City knew.

_{With this, red silk and golden bells were strung over half of the prince’s palace, and the day to come would be one of great joy for Prince Wujing’s only son and heir, Xie Yunyi.}
After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”

With this, red silk and golden bells were strung over half of the prince’s palace, and the day to come would be one of great joy for Prince Wujing’s only son and heir, Xie Yunyi.

_N/A
But before he could finish, Shen Yunjie grabbed Xie Yunyi’s arms—his eyes teary and voice mournful as she spoke. “Young master, does it have to be tomorrow? Why don’t we become a real couple tonight...”

N/A

_{Chapter Two}Chapter Two

Chapter Two

_{Chapter Two}“Please do not call me young master anymore,” Xie Yunyi's faint voice pleaded. “Call me A’Ning, like my mother. I no longer wish for a master-servant relationship between me and you. After tomorrow, we will finally be a real couple.”

Chapter Two

_{~*Titles*~ Shizi is the son and heir of a prince (or son/heir of a noble sometimes). Wang Ye is a prince/king bestowed with a title (being born of the emperor doesn’t automatically make you a prince) and having the title Wang Ye doesn't mean you're of royal blood.}Hearing a rustle from beyond the window, Shen Yunjie’s gaze darkened. Blowing the ash from his palm, he swiftly turned around to see the small window being pushed open, followed by a head poking inside.

_{After letting out a chuckle, Xie Yunyi again buried his face in Shen Yunjie’s soft hair. “A’Yun… I’m so happy right now. As happy as a person could be.”}
Again, before Xie Yunyi could understand or answer, Shen Yunjie had already pushed him onto the couch and leaned over to seize his lips. The joy bubbling within Xie Yunyi was overwhelming. For years he held the man before him at the deepest part of his heart and higher above all else. So he never dared ask rashly towards him out of fear he may cause his beloved A’Yun the slightest bit of pain.

After letting out a chuckle, Xie Yunyi again buried his face in Shen Yunjie’s soft hair. “A’Yun… I’m so happy right now. As happy as a person could be.”

_{Born a nobleman in the noble family of Prince Wujing's House Xie, this young prince's son (Shizi) received immense love and care from his childhood. His father was the named prince who was granted power, and his mother was the eldest daughter of the emperor, Princess Zhenyang.}The very second Xie Yunyi hopped through the window and found his footing, he pulled Shen Yunjie into his embrace. While nuzzling and whimpering like a lost pup, he whispered, “I’m sorry, A’Yun. I’m so sorry that my parents refuse to host a proper large banquet with numerous guests for our wedding. But please don’t fret; I promise to give you nothing short of a marriage using the Three Letters and Six Etiquettes! You are the one I will formally and legally marry, and no one can stop me from making it so.”

_{“Shh…” Xie Yunyi pressed his fingers to his lips before they pulled into a grin. “I missed you, A’Yun.”}When the sun readied for its rise, Shen Yunjie found it difficult to open his eyes before his gaze lingered on Xie Yunjie’s sleeping face. That young lord’s arm was still tightly wrapped around his waist, and their entwined hair made it hard for the two to part. When the first ray of sunlight spilt onto the window’s curtain, Shen Yunjie soothed the moist chill spilling from the corner of his eyes and propped his aching body upwards before leaning over Xie Yunyi’s ear to whisper, “Young master… dawn has come.”

“Shh…” Xie Yunyi pressed his fingers to his lips before they pulled into a grin. “I missed you, A’Yun.”

_{With that, the curtain fell, concealing the scene of the blooming spring unfolding on their bed…}Shen Yunjie said nothing as the young prince embraced him. He simply stood there quietly as that once ash-covered palm of his began to sting.

With that, the curtain fell, concealing the scene of the blooming spring unfolding on their bed…

_{Again, before Xie Yunyi could understand or answer, Shen Yunjie had already pushed him onto the couch and leaned over to seize his lips. The joy bubbling within Xie Yunyi was overwhelming. For years he held the man before him at the deepest part of his heart and higher above all else. So he never dared ask rashly towards him out of fear he may cause his beloved A’Yun the slightest bit of pain.}
Those unspoken words, his murmur of such a thing being improper, were swallowed as his confounded mind could only stare at Shen Yunjie. Instead, they were replaced with a stuttered, “I-is this truly alright?”

Again, before Xie Yunyi could understand or answer, Shen Yunjie had already pushed him onto the couch and leaned over to seize his lips. The joy bubbling within Xie Yunyi was overwhelming. For years he held the man before him at the deepest part of his heart and higher above all else. So he never dared ask rashly towards him out of fear he may cause his beloved A’Yun the slightest bit of pain.

_{After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”}Again, before Xie Yunyi could understand or answer, Shen Yunjie had already pushed him onto the couch and leaned over to seize his lips. The joy bubbling within Xie Yunyi was overwhelming. For years he held the man before him at the deepest part of his heart and higher above all else. So he never dared ask rashly towards him out of fear he may cause his beloved A’Yun the slightest bit of pain.

After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”

_{Hearing a rustle from beyond the window, Shen Yunjie’s gaze darkened. Blowing the ash from his palm, he swiftly turned around to see the small window being pushed open, followed by a head poking inside.}~*Titles*~ Shizi is the son and heir of a prince (or son/heir of a noble sometimes). Wang Ye is a prince/king bestowed with a title (being born of the emperor doesn’t automatically make you a prince) and having the title Wang Ye doesn't mean you're of royal blood. Sometimes its the title granted to people who won a kingdom, etc.. []~*Wedding Terms*~ For a traditional Chinese wedding, in this context, The Three Letters and Six Etiquettes must be performed to make it complete (indisputable). So despite them cutting corners, he's promising that Shen Yunjie will be regarded as his legal first wife and gain all the rights therein. [][]In case you're curious about the stuff, here's a note: []A traditional and genuine Chinese marriage should follow a basic principle of the “Three Letters and Six Etiquettes” of the past. Even now, some customs are still followed. []The “Three Letters” include the Betrothal Letter, Gift Letter, and Wedding Letter. The Betrothal Letter is the formal document of the engagement. The gift letter would be given to the identified girl’s family. Within the letter will be a list of the types and quantity of gifts designated for the wedding. Once both parties accept the marriage, the Wedding Letter is prepared and presented to the bride’s family on the day of the wedding and is a document that confirms and commemorates the formal acceptance of the bride into the bridegroom’s family, with some adaptations, of course. The six etiquettes include the proposal. It is done by the matchmaker. The second one is the birthday matching. The matchmaker will ask for the girl’s birthday and birth hour to ensure the compatibility of the potential bride and groom. The third step is to present the betrothal gifts. And then the man should present the wedding gifts. The 5th step is for both parties to pick a wedding date. Then it is the final and most interesting step: the wedding ceremony. (Explanation courtesy: keatschinese.com)

_{“Please do not call me young master anymore,” Xie Yunyi's faint voice pleaded. “Call me A’Ning, like my mother. I no longer wish for a master-servant relationship between me and you. After tomorrow, we will finally be a real couple.”}
With tears flowing from his eyes, a smiling Shen Yunjie replied, “Yes. You can do whatever you please, young master.”

“Please do not call me young master anymore,” Xie Yunyi's faint voice pleaded. “Call me A’Ning, like my mother. I no longer wish for a master-servant relationship between me and you. After tomorrow, we will finally be a real couple.”

_{After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”}The very second Xie Yunyi hopped through the window and found his footing, he pulled Shen Yunjie into his embrace. While nuzzling and whimpering like a lost pup, he whispered, “I’m sorry, A’Yun. I’m so sorry that my parents refuse to host a proper large banquet with numerous guests for our wedding. But please don’t fret; I promise to give you nothing short of a marriage using the Three Letters and Six Etiquettes! You are the one I will formally and legally marry, and no one can stop me from making it so.”

After a moment passed, Xie Yunyi reluctantly freed Shen Yunjie from his embrace, saying, “A’Yun, you should rest early tonight because tomorrow...”

_{With tears flowing from his eyes, a smiling Shen Yunjie replied, “Yes. You can do whatever you please, young master.”}
With that, the curtain fell, concealing the scene of the blooming spring unfolding on their bed…

With tears flowing from his eyes, a smiling Shen Yunjie replied, “Yes. You can do whatever you please, young master.”

_{“A’Yun… this is…” Xie Yunyi’s voice trailed into a whisper as he watched Shen Yunjie tug the pure black pin bundling his hair upright, causing his silky tresses to cascade over his shoulders. In an instant, those usually cold eyes looking down at him softened, and the clothes hiding what lay beneath were all gone.}“I just wanted to see you for a moment, A’Yun.” Xie Yunyi possessed a baby face that was just as pronounced in the prime of his youth, which mirrored a personality that was just as full of youthful innocence. So when he smiled, his eyes curved into crescent moons and those plump cheeks of his flushed red. Mixed with the tinge of drunkenness, his entire being exuded the purest kind of innocence, the kind rarely found in that world.

_{“Young master.” Shen Yunjie’s heart trembled as he hastily rose.}“Young master…” Shen Yunjie's nose stung, but before he could finish his words, Xie Yunyi had stolen his lips.

“Young master.” Shen Yunjie’s heart trembled as he hastily rose.

_{The very second Xie Yunyi hopped through the window and found his footing, he pulled Shen Yunjie into his embrace. While nuzzling and whimpering like a lost pup, he whispered, “I’m sorry, A’Yun.}But in the winter of that year, a fourteen-year-old Xie Yunyi bought Shen Yunjie off the street, who had sold himself to pay for his father's funeral. Since then, the only one in his eyes was Shen Yunjie. His youthful heart was moved, and his first love was blossoming. He chartered all the pleasure boats on Jinling's Jade Lake and did other silly acts to show his love for Shen Yunjie.

_{If not for this, it would not have been known all over the city. When people gossiped about Shen Yunjie in their spare time, all they would talk about was how a matchless beauty like him managed to bewitch the young heir of Prince Wujing. But only Xie Yunyi knew how warm and gentle—how bright and radiant—his A’Yun truly was.}
When the sun readied for its rise, Shen Yunjie found it difficult to open his eyes before his gaze lingered on Xie Yunjie’s sleeping face. That young lord’s arm was still tightly wrapped around his waist, and their entwined hair made it hard for the two to part. When the first ray of sunlight spilt onto the window’s curtain, Shen Yunjie soothed the moist chill spilling from the corner of his eyes and propped his aching body upwards before leaning over Xie Yunyi’s ear to whisper, “Young master… dawn has come.”

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