Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingluo's eyes lit up.

Yup!

My nephew is highly skilled in martial arts, cunning, and even has a considerable intelligence network.

If Murong Fu were to help, there would indeed be hope of defeating Duan Zhengchun.

On second thought, since he was interested, who else could my daughter marry besides him?

Li Qingluo sighed deeply and uttered what she considered an extremely humiliating sentence.

"Alright then, my good son-in-law."

Thus, the marriage between Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan was settled.

The time will be in three days.

Murong Fu had already checked the date; it was an auspicious day.

......

In Wang Yuyan's study, Murong Fu informed her that Li Qingluo had agreed to their marriage. Wang Yuyan was naturally overjoyed and almost burst into tears.

She believed her cousin could persuade her mother, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly, nor did she expect the wedding day to be so close.

"Hey, what's this? Your cousin has his own methods." Murong Fu touched the peanuts on the table again and said indistinctly.

Because Murong Fu had been staying here for a long time, Wang Yuyan specially arranged for the kitchen to continuously send him roasted peanuts, fried melon seeds, and other snacks that Murong Fu liked, which goes without saying.

"By the way, Yu Yan, there's something I need to tell you." At this point, Murong Fu swallowed a peanut, spoke clearly, and his expression was serious.

"My aunt told me something about your background."

Actually, you are not my uncle's biological child.

Your father is Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali...

Murong Fu then told Wang Yuyan what he had just said to Li Qingluo, with slight modifications.

She looked lost after hearing this, but wasn't very sad, since the word "father" was too abstract for her.

It's just a name, a memorial tablet, and a wisp of smoke in a copper basin during the Qingming Festival.

Hearing that her biological father was still alive didn't excite her. She was already eighteen and had never met any other children with fathers growing up. Her cousin's father had also passed away early; they were all children without fathers...

"Don't be afraid, cousin. You'll always be my cousin."

Murong Fu's gentle voice rang out, and Wang Yuyan suddenly felt terrified. She realized that she was not of the Wang family bloodline and had no relation to Murong Fu whatsoever. In the eyes of the world, she was an illegitimate child born of adultery...

Suddenly I'm so afraid my cousin won't want me anymore.

She threw herself into Murong Fu's arms, tears streaming down her face.

Murong Fu gently patted Wang Yuyan's back and continued, "Cousin, don't cry. It's bad luck for a bride to cry, especially for the baby in her womb..."

Wang Yuyan raised her head and looked at Murong Fu with her eyes as clear as autumn water.

"what?"

"Cousin, after I gave up my idea of ​​restoring the country, I studied medicine in my spare time. I wasn't sure before, but after spending time together these days, I'm certain that you are pregnant."

Otherwise, why would I not let you drink plum wine, why would I arrange a diet for you, and why would I not talk back to you these days?

Because you're carrying our child.

As he spoke, Murong Fu placed his hand on Wang Yuyan's lower abdomen.

Wang Yuyan was stunned upon hearing this, feeling both surprised and sweet, but also a little fearful of the unknown.

Fortunately, my cousin was by my side.

Wang Yuyan stayed in Murong Fu's arms for a long time. Murong Fu thought for a moment, then stroked her black hair and said, "My aunt told me about your background... actually, she wanted me to kidnap the Prince of Zhennan so that he could reunite with you and your son."

But I already knew about the Prince of Zhennan. He was honest and respected, but he was also a womanizer and had lovers all over the country...

Even my maid, A'Zhu, is his daughter...

"Speaking of which, you're a year older than her, so she should call you 'older sister.'"

Wang Yuyan had experienced too many surprises and frights in just about an hour today, and was now somewhat numb, pulling her head out from Murong Fu's broad shoulders again.

"Quack?"

"Don't tell your aunt and A-Zhu about this. I just found out. We'll talk about it after our wedding."

"Um."

Wang Yuyan wouldn't ask why; her cousin was more important to her than anything else.

……

Canhezhuang, bathhouse.

"Huff... huff..."

Azhu's body went limp, and she had no strength left.

Murong Fu, on the contrary, received the system's power and became even more energetic.

Murong Fu pulled A'Zhu into his arms and gently rocked her.

Just as A'Zhu was about to fall asleep, Murong Fu spoke.

"A'Zhu, I will be marrying Yu Yan in three days."

Madam Wang just agreed.

A'Zhu's body stiffened, but Murong Fu casually tapped her twice, and A'Zhu's body went limp again.

"These days, you and Abi will need to take care of things."

"Thank you for your hard work, Azhu."

Murong Fu has now mastered medical skills, is familiar with acupoints and meridians, and is also familiar with A'Zhu.

With a gentle flick of the wrists, soft humming could be heard.

"By the way, Azhu, we've made some progress on your background."

If I'm not mistaken, your father is from Dali, but his exact identity needs further investigation.

The originally weak intelligence system of Canhezhuang, along with the new intelligence network such as the bookstore integrated by Murong Fu, is now all under the responsibility of Azhu, who will compile and present it to Murong Fu.

But A'Zhu had no doubt that the young master had other intelligence networks. In her view, she was just an assistant to help the young master save time, and it was a good thing that she could save the young master's time.

Upon hearing that there was progress in her background story, A'Zhu silently buried her face in the young master's bare chest.

"Um."

……

On the wedding day,

Murong Fu got up early, and the servants on the estate had already prepared everything.

Although the Murong family had been operating in Suzhou for many years, they hadn't really built up any connections.

Although he was famous in the martial arts world, he didn't really have any close friends.

Therefore, those attending the banquet today are merely his own retainers and their relatives.

The four retainers were naturally overjoyed to hear that Murong Fu was getting married. After being enlightened by the young master last time, they also knew that having many children was a major plan for restoring the country, and even of paramount importance.

While the retainers were cultivating their own forces at home, they also tried many times to persuade the young master to get married and have children as soon as possible, but the young master was never at home and his whereabouts were unknown.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, they were told that they were getting married soon.

Feng Bo, in a fit of pique, asked the young master if he should invite his thirty adopted sons over for a lively gathering.

Murong Fu waved his hand and refused. "This time we're in a hurry, so let's keep things simple and hold the ceremony after the baby is born."

The main characters of the wedding were Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan. The guests who were not familiar with each other were just there for a meal. There didn't need to be many witnesses; sincerity was enough.

After getting ready, Murong Fu stepped onto a brand-new flower boat, twelve meters long and four meters wide, filled with fresh flowers and silk flowers.

Numerous servants and maids stood on both sides, and a folk band played music, creating a lively atmosphere.

The process went smoothly, including the wedding procession, the worship of heaven and earth, the toasting, and the wedding night.

Having lived two lives, this was Murong Fu's first marriage, and he was filled with excitement.

……

On their wedding night, Wang Yuyan, dressed in a wedding robe and wearing a phoenix-embroidered crown, sat quietly on a large nanmu couch.

Today, her world was filled with black and red.

When Murong Fu gently lifted her red veil, Wang Yuyan threw herself into his arms.

"Cousin~"

With his beloved wife in his arms, Murong Fu whispered:

"We're finally married."