Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

"Don't go on any missions during this period. Find an auspicious day to deliver the betrothal gifts to Shenhuoshan Manor."

"The most important thing for the Yang family right now is Ping An's marriage," Old Master Yang said to Yang Ping An's aunt.

"Yes, Father. I will personally help Ping An vet the girl he likes and see what she's really like," Yang Yitan's mother replied with a smile.

"Yes, I'm very relieved to have you in charge of this matter." Old Master Yang was very satisfied with his daughter-in-law; her abilities were beyond question.

"Ping An, don't go looking for that girl from the Dongfang family during this time," Old Master Yang instructed Yang Ping An.

"If people find out that you two are having a secret rendezvous, it will be bad for the reputation of both our families and that girl."

According to custom, after a man and woman get engaged, they cannot see each other until the man marries the woman.

"Yes, I know." Yang Ping'an had also thought of this. He seemed to have figured out a way to circumvent the rule and replied with a smile on his face.

Yang Ping'an had lived in this world for sixteen years, and through his exposure to it, he had become very familiar with its customs.

"Of course, it's not that I won't let you meet," Old Master Yang said with a smile, stroking his short beard.

"As long as no one sees you meeting and no one knows, it doesn't count as breaking the rules."

Yang Ping'an's smile widened, and he and Old Master Yang exchanged a knowing smile.

Grandpa Yang knew Yang Ping'an's character inside and out. He could tell from the slightest change in Yang Ping'an's expression that he was up to something else again.

The next day arrived.

Early that morning, Yang Ping'an's aunt led the Yang family members toward Shenhuo Mountain Manor.

The first carriage had already descended the mountain road, while the carriages behind were still far from the gates of the Yang residence. The massive carriage procession snaked along the winding mountain road like a long dragon, stretching as far as the eye could see, raising plumes of smoke that blotted out the sky as they moved.

The guards of Shenhuoshan Manor spotted the large convoy from afar and quickly sent one of them into the manor to report.

When Yang Yitan's mother arrived at Shenhuo Mountain Manor in her carriage, a graceful and elegant woman had been waiting at the gate for a long time.

This elegantly dressed noblewoman is the wife of Dongfang Guyue, the owner of Shenhuoshan Manor, and the mother of the two sisters, Dongfang Huaizhu and Dongfang Qinlan.

Because of the butterfly effect brought about by Yang Ping'an in this life, Dongfang Huaizhu's mother is still alive, and although Dongfang Guyue's health is not very good, it is still strong and not as weak as originally destined.

After exchanging pleasantries, the two took each other's arms and walked into Shenhuoshan Manor with laughter.

Outside the gate, the disciples and servants of Shenhuoshan Manor were busy as bees, carrying the betrothal gifts from the carriage into the manor with the help of the Yang family.

Yang Ping'an's aunt and Dongfang Guyue's wife came to the backyard, exchanged marriage certificates, and chatted with each other.

Dongfang Huaizhu appeared before the two men with a charming smile, wearing a white inner garment, a pale yellow straight-hemmed robe, a right-fastening cross-collar, and a bamboo-green outer coat. She also wore a pendant with a divine fire symbol at her waist.

Yang Ping'an's aunt looked at the pretty Dongfang Huaizhu with a satisfied gleam in her eyes.

Hands are like catkins, skin is like creamy fat, collar is like grub, teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, gnat's head is moth eyebrows, smile is charming, and eyes are beautiful.

With her looks, she and Yang Ping'an standing together would definitely be a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

"This girl must be Huai Zhu's niece, she's so lovely!" She reached out and led Dongfang Huai Zhu closer, praising her happily.

Two red clouds rose on Dongfang Huaizhu's face as she became shy under the gaze of Yang Ping'an's aunt.

Several days ago, she learned from her mother that the Yang family would be coming to Shenhuoshan Manor to finalize her marriage with Yang Ping'an.

Yang Ping'an's aunt became more and more satisfied with Dongfang Huaizhu. She took out a pair of white jade bracelets from her sleeve and personally put them on Dongfang Huaizhu's wrists.

White jade has a soft luster and a warm, smooth feel, and is believed to have a calming and soothing effect. The word for bracelet, a homophone for "protection," symbolizes good fortune, peace, eternity, and happiness. It often represents unity, harmony, elegance, and feminine gentleness.

Yang Ping'an's aunt, who raised him to adulthood, presented him with a pair of white jade bracelets, representing her approval and satisfaction with Dongfang Huaizhu, her prospective daughter-in-law, and her blessings for her.

On Dongfang Huaizhu's fair wrists, a pair of white jade bracelets accentuated her gentle and pretty temperament.

Yang Ping'an's aunt held Dongfang Huaizhu's hands, becoming more and more satisfied with her future daughter-in-law, and praised her a few more times.

Although Dongfang Huaizhu was shy, she still thanked Yang Ping'an's aunt in a generous manner.

Seeing her graceful and poised demeanor, with her natural elegance, she was clearly a promising candidate to become a matriarch.

Yang Ping'an's aunt's eyes lit up even more, saying that she absolutely could not let such an excellent prospective daughter-in-law as Dongfang Huaizhu slip away from her.

Dongfang Huaizhu's mother was very satisfied with the betrothal gifts from the Yang family. Originally, she was somewhat dissatisfied with Dongfang Guyue's actions, but Dongfang Guyue had a very high opinion of Yang Ping'an.

Later, when the news spread and she realized that things were beyond repair, she used the channels of Shenhuo Mountain Villa to find out detailed information about Yang Ping'an, and also indirectly obtained some information from Dongfang Guyue.

She also had to admit that Yang Ping'an was an outstanding young man, worthy of her daughter.

Seeing the shyness on her daughter's face, Dongfang Huaizhu's mother realized that her daughter's heart had been stolen by the Yang family's boy.

Yang Ping'an's aunt did not neglect Dongfang Huaizhu's mother. She warmly praised Dongfang Huaizhu's mother for raising her child and humbly asked her for advice.

Dongfang Huaizhu's mother was beaming with pride from the praise she received. She then exchanged parenting experiences with Yang Ping'an's aunt. The two mothers rarely met someone they could talk to, especially when it came to the headaches of raising children. They felt a sense of kinship and regarded each other as kindred spirits, as if they had known each other for a long time.

As the sun began to set, outside the gates of Shenhuo Mountain Manor, Dongfang Huaizhu's mother reluctantly bid farewell to Yang Ping'an's aunt.

Watching the Yang family's carriage gradually disappear from sight, she returned to Shenhuo Mountain Villa with Dongfang Huaizhu.

"Master, the betrothal gifts sent by the Yang family have been counted and stored in the storeroom. Some precious gifts have also been delivered to your study." The steward of Shenhuo Mountain Manor stood before Dongfang Guyue and his wife and reported respectfully.

"This is the list of betrothal gifts for Miss. Please take a look." The butler presented a list that he had personally checked with both hands.

"Hmm, you did a good job. Protect the warehouse and don't let any thieves get close." Dongfang Guyue took the list and instructed him.

The butler acknowledged the order and, seeing that Dongfang Guyue had no further instructions, voluntarily left the room.

"Hey, Old Yang is really generous!" Dongfang Guyue picked up the list and compared it with the gift list sent by the Yang family to prevent anyone from deceiving their superiors and smuggling some treasures.

"That's because the Yang family has good taste. If they didn't value it so much, I would never have married my daughter off." Dongfang Huaizhu's mother rolled her eyes at him.