NOTES:
Hóu Yé – Marquis, second of the five orders of ancient Chinese nobility
Hou Shizi – Viscount; Marquis' heir
Bó Yé – Count (Count is a nobleman 1 rank beneath a Marquis)
Fǔ – household; official residence; mansion
Xie Qilin – Count's second son who broke his engagement with MC
Xiangjun (Country Lord) – Title given to wives or daughters of high ranking noblemen
Gōngzhǔ- Royal Princesses; 5 ranks above Xiangjun
xiàn zhǔ – County Masters; 3 ranks above Xiangjun
Yòu xiāng – Right Prime Minister
Zuǒ xiāng – Left Prime Minister
Huafu – Chinese classical robesChapter 2 (Part 1) – Dream comes true
"Lord, this lowly one just saw the servants of Jingting Hou Fu outside the door."
"What do they want to do?" Count Zhong Ping's head started aching as soon as he heard the words "Jing Ting hou". The thing he regretted the most in his life was that he had lost his mind momentarily and set a betrothal with the Jingting Hou Mansion. Now, people from the Jingting Hou Mansion came to his household to make trouble everyday. If it were some other household, they wouldn't make a fuss openly in order to save face. But the people in the Jingting Hou's Household were not like this. Ban Huai, the Jingting Marquis, was jobless enough to oppose him at every turn and his son too would make trouble with Qilin from time to time. Sometimes he even beat up Qilin, which was really humiliating.
"This lowly one doesn't know," the servant, who had come to report, shook his head blankly. "He's just squatting down outside the door of our house, doing nothing."
"That entire household has brain problems from the master down to the servants" Count Zhong Ping said angrily, "Afterwards, will they still dare to beat people at our doorstep?"
The little servant thought quietly to himself, didn't Jingting Hou bring a group of manservants to smash their gate a few years ago? Afterwards, the matter went to His Majesty. As a result, because Jingting Hou had a mother who was the eldest princess, he was released after a few reprimands by His Majesty which didn't even cause them to hurt or itch. This aggravation caused their Count to fall ill and he couldn't get out of bed for most of the month.
In Count Zhong Ping's view, the Jing Ting hou family is like a rare flower that can't be seen in a hundred years in the entire capital. They are absurd and willful and utterly shameless. The father and son are all the same. Relying on their relationship with the royal family, they create a ruckus all day long and spend their days idly. In all the decades he had lived, he had never before seen such a brazen father and son pair.
With a father and brother like this, how could the daughter be any better? A ridiculous family!
While Count Zhongping was scolding Jingting and his son, the housekeeper hurried in.
"Lord! Something bad has happened!"
That day, the ladies in the capital got a new topic to gossip about. Namely, that the second son of Count Zhongping somehow fell down while riding on horseback, hit his eye on a stone and blinded himself in one eye. Instead of breaking his arms or legs, he had lost an eye. What kind of luck could you call this?
Some busybody suddenly remembered that this good man had been engaged to the Xiangjun of Jingting Hou a few years ago. Later, although the marriage fell through, it could be considered that there was a period of time when they had a relationship.So, wasn't it that Xiangjun's cursed fate causing bad luck? Otherwise, how could an elite son known for his superb riding skills fall off his horse inexplicably?
When a person gets an idea firmly stuck in their heads, they will eliminate any logical relationship in between and directly leap to a simple and rough conclusion. Such as the idea that the Ban family's Xiangjun has a fate that curses her life partner.
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