Chapter 245 — The Wedding Night (Extra Chapter: Begging for Pink Tickets)
Purple Streets of Chang'an · Page 4 of 4
Song Yan chatted with her: "Our household is divided into three sections. The central section is the main hall, with the upper chambers behind it; the garden is in the eastern section, and our daily living quarters are in the western section... Our new home is Yizhi Hall in the western section, the courtyard where I once lived. It could only be given a casual whitewashing; if you find it unsatisfactory, then next summer we will summon craftsmen to renovate it properly... Since my mother passed away, my father moved to the Guixiang Court over in the eastern section... My second brother lives in the Luming Pavilion beside the Guixiang Court; it was my grandfather's painting studio, named for the deer he kept there. But after my grandfather died, my father had the deer sent to be raised at the estate outside the capital, and over a dozen years they bred to over a hundred head, which has in fact become a source of income for the household. As for the upper chambers, they were simply left empty..."
His rambling gradually quieted Dou Yan.
Dou Yan very much wanted to know why Yan Che had helped Song Yan prepare the chicken blood, but feared to break the tranquility of the moment, so she could only press the question down in her heart for the time being.
She told Song Yan about the little girl who had shouted outside her door earlier, and said, "She called you Third Cousin, and called your father Second Uncle—is she a child of the Third Uncle and Fourth Uncle?"
"It must be Third Uncle's daughter, Song Jin!" Song Yan said without thinking. "The Song family's line is thin, and she is the only girl of our generation. Whether the elders or we cousins, we all indulged her; ordinarily we only thought her somewhat spoiled, never imagining she would become so overbearing." His tone was faintly angry, and he did not doubt in the least what Dou Yan had said. "If she makes things difficult for you tomorrow, say nothing at all—just smile, and I will step forward." Then he began to tell Dou Yan about some of the relatives in the household.
She had summoned Chen Yanzhou to ask about these matters the moment she decided to marry Song Yan, and had long known them all. But Song Yan's words, "say nothing at all—I will step forward," made Dou Yan pause, her expression stirred.
In two lifetimes, apart from Song Yan, who had ever said such a thing to her?
Amid Song Yan's voice, clear and melodious as spring water, Dou Yan sank into a deep sleep.
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Sisters and brothers reading this, here's a rough draft for now—I'll fix the typos later!
o(n_n)o~
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