Chapter 105: Oh, Seduced

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Song Zhiyuan accompanied his mother for dinner at Chunhui Hall before leisurely strolling back to the main courtyard, his mind preoccupied with thoughts about a suitable match for his second daughter. Song Ci’s words lingered in his mind—if they were not to marry their daughter into the imperial family, they must seek a worthy alliance elsewhere. Since their family followed the civil official path, it would be best to avoid marrying into a military household, so as not to upset the higher-ups.

Avoiding military families left only aristocratic clans to consider. Why? Because if they chose someone from a humble background, not only would Song Ruoqi be greatly distressed, but even Lady Song would likely be in tears over the matter.

For a moment, Song Zhiyuan found himself at a loss, unable to think of any suitable family for his second daughter’s match—a genuine source of worry. But since the matter could not be rushed, it was best to carefully filter through candidates.

Suddenly, Song Zhiyuan stopped in his tracks as he recalled an offhand remark from Song Ci, his fingers beginning to stroke thoughtfully. Perhaps, he could raise the matter with the higher authority?

Having made up his mind, Song Zhiyuan no longer hesitated and strode purposefully toward the main hall.

Lady Song was being tended to by the maids as she took her medicine. Seeing her husband return, she immediately remembered something. “Don’t get up. Let the girls assist you.” Saying so, she entered the inner chamber.

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Lady Song summoned Furong to assist with washing up.

Furong was delighted, lowering her eyes submissively as she approached to help Song Zhiyuan remove his outer robe and loosen his belt. Her delicate hands brushed lightly, almost inadvertently, against his chest.

Song Zhiyuan frowned slightly and looked down, only to see Furong kneeling by his side with a coy, shy expression. She lifted her head gently and spoke softly, “Master, please allow your humble servant to remove your shoes.”

Her sweet, tender voice sent a shiver through his heart.

Song Zhiyuan’s lips curled into a faint, teasing smile. Even the lady’s attendants had begun to play the seduction game?

Just then, the housekeeper entered with a tray of water. Hearing those words, she glanced instinctively at Furong kneeling on the floor and felt a chill run down her spine.

Song Zhiyuan removed his outer robe and said, “You may all leave. I’ll manage on my own.”

Furong hesitated, about to say something, but caught the sharp look from the housekeeper. A sudden coldness filled her heart, and she bowed her head, slipping away quietly.

The housekeeper watched coldly, silent but wary.

After washing up, Song Zhiyuan reclined on the bed in loose inner garments, one leg bent, a scroll in hand as he read.

Lady Song finished her grooming and sat at the dressing table, applying fragrant balm to her face as she asked, “What brought on your good mood to dine with Mother tonight?”

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“Mother summoned us, so I accompanied her,” Song Zhiyuan replied without looking up. “She asked about the fourth brother’s marriage prospects. I heard the Madam of the Wei household brought a young lady. Have you seen her?”

“Oh? Is it truly a match for the fourth brother?” Lady Song was surprised. “That young lady looks older than him. Are you fond of her?”

“She thinks the girl is steady and graceful. The fourth brother is lively and needs someone to support the family. But she also said it must be the fourth brother’s choice. Mother is getting old and unwell, so you must pay close attention to his match. Hear out Mother’s advice, and if necessary, help her see it through.”

Lady Song’s heart tensed slightly, then she smiled. “If Mother doesn’t mind my meddling, I would be glad to assist with the fourth brother’s affairs. I’ll send someone to inquire more about that girl.”

“Mm, and see if there are other good families’ daughters, preferably more attractive ones. I think the fourth brother favors beauty.”

Lady Song finished applying the balm and approached, taking his book and setting it aside. She sat close, resting against him, her hand sliding onto his arm. “Master, do you have anyone in mind to invite for my birthday banquet?”

Song Zhiyuan grasped her hand and pulled her close. “I’ll give you the list later. Madam, it’s getting late. Rest now.”

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