Chapter 77 – Rebirth: The Poisonous Concubine (18)
Who could have predicted that these two groups would end up running into each other? Truly worthy of being the official male and female leads—both selfish and ruthless to the core.
Xiao Bobao patted her chest in relief. Thankfully, she had set an alarm to wake Bai Mo up in time, preventing Lan Gaoyi from succeeding. This outcome? Well, it was nothing less than deserved retribution.
Bai Mo stepped out of the wardrobe, his wedding robe now wrinkled from hiding inside. The sight of the crumpled fabric displeased him, and he frowned, tugging at it in an attempt to smooth it out.
“Leave it to me! Let me handle this.” Ever since Xiao Bobao developed a passion for making clothes, she had become quite the expert in fabric care.
The youth took off the wedding robe, and in no time, Xiao Bobao had it neatly pressed and restored to perfection.
“Xiao Bobao, you’re amazing! Love you~” The little snow ferret made a heart shape with its paws for Xiao Bobao. But before they could continue chatting, Jin Xin, who had been sent away earlier, returned with breakfast.
“My dear young master, why have you taken off your clothes? Hurry and put them back on.” Jin Xin placed the tray down, washed her hands, and quickly moved to help Bai Mo dress.
Some things simply couldn’t be explained. Bai Mo’s little bun-like face puffed up as he struggled to hold back the truth. In the end, he spoke in a soft, sugary voice, attempting to appease her. “I messed up my clothes while sleeping, so I just wanted to fix them…”
The youth blinked innocently, playing the part of a well-behaved child.
Since the original Bai Mo had always been a bit of a mess when it came to daily life, Jin Xin didn’t suspect a thing. As she tied his sash, she casually reminded him of a few wedding day customs.
“We should also redo your hair,” she added, picking up a comb and gently running it through his long, silky locks.
Feeling guilty, Bai Mo obediently followed every instruction Jin Xin gave him. Aside from the earlier incident, nothing else went wrong before the auspicious wedding hour arrived.
“Big Sister Jin Xin, I’m a little nervous. I want some Da Hong Pao tea—could you brew me a cup, please~?” Bai Mo said suddenly after Jin Xin had placed the red bridal veil over his head, hiding his face from view.
“But if you drink tea now, won’t you need to use the restroom after getting in the sedan chair?” Jin Xin hesitated. The Yu family’s wedding entourage would be arriving soon, and Bai Mo couldn’t afford to leave midway—what if he had to excuse himself in the middle of the procession?
“Big Sister Jin Xin, I’m really thirsty. I just want a little tea, please~?” Bai Mo clung to her wrist, swaying it back and forth while whining in a soft, adorable voice. His sweet, childlike act melted Jin Xin’s heart instantly.
“Alright, alright, I’ll go now. But young master, just take a few sips—you mustn’t drink too much!”
No one could resist the little snow ferret’s adorable begging technique.
If someone could, it only meant their resistance wasn’t strong enough—they simply needed a hug and a kiss to break down completely.
Of course, few people had willpower as strong as Yu Chenyi; normally, Bai Mo didn’t even need to exert his full charm.
The moment Jin Xin left, Bai Mo immediately lifted his bridal veil, grabbed the stick that Xiao Bobao had generously provided, and tiptoed toward the window. Without hesitation, he shoved the window open and swung the stick down hard.
A muffled groan sounded from the person hiding beneath the window, who then toppled over in a clumsy heap.
Bai Mo peeked outside and saw that the intruder was dressed in the exact same wedding robe as him. Her face was completely bare, without any makeup, and her appearance was so unpleasant that one glance was enough to make him never want to look again.
Quickly, Bai Mo turned his gaze away and pulled out a picture of Yu Chenyi to “cleanse his eyes.”
Ah~ My eyes feel so much better now.
“Mo Mo, what do you want to do with this person?” Xiao Bobao asked. Although the woman had been sent by Wei Yuyan, leaving her lying beneath the window forever wasn’t exactly a solution.
“Should we… toss her outside?” Bai Mo considered, but soon realized that wasn’t the best idea either. Whether they dumped her outside or kept her within the estate, someone would eventually notice. Either way, it didn’t make much difference.
“Here comes the groom! The groom is arriving—”
Before Bai Mo could come up with a plan, the joyous voice of the wedding matron rang out from the courtyard.
He froze.
Seizing the moment, Xiao Bobao quickly shut the window and reminded Bai Mo to return to bed and sit properly.
Just as the young man pulled the red bridal veil back over his head, the door to the room was pushed open from the outside.
“The groom is here! He has come to personally escort the bride—”
The wedding matron drew out her words dramatically, waving a large banana leaf fan. But just as Yu Chenyì lifted his foot to step inside, she and several elderly attendants swiftly blocked his path.
“Congratulations, congratulations! Best wishes to Young Master Yu!”
The wedding matron and elderly attendants showered Yu Chenyi with compliments as if they cost nothing—but they still refused to let him pass.
It was Yu Chenyi’s first time getting married, and the excitement of fetching his bride had completely clouded his mind. He couldn’t even remember the steps of the wedding process.
The rules for a man marrying a man were different from those for a man marrying a woman—they were more relaxed and allowed for more playful antics. Right now, these elderly attendants were the first obstacle in the wedding procession. If Yu Chenyi wanted to reach Bai Mo, he could—if he played along properly.
He turned left, only for the wedding matron to step in his way. He tried turning right, but the elderly attendants, smiling with their wrinkled faces, blocked him again.
“The groom-to-be has arrived.”
Jin Xin returned, carrying a tray of tea, and stood before the attendants with a bright smile. “The young master said he wanted tea, so I personally prepared some for him.”
On such an important day, anything that entered the bride’s mouth had to be handled with care. As Bai Mo’s personal maid, it was only natural for Jin Xin to take charge of his food and drink.
The elderly attendants let Jin Xin pass—but still wouldn’t give Yu Chenyi a chance.
“Ladies, what is the meaning of this?”
Even with his usually good temper, Yu Chenyi couldn’t help feeling a bit impatient. He was this close to reaching Bai Mo, yet these attendants had appeared out of nowhere to block his way. Was this some kind of test?
One of the attendants, who had been sent by the Yu family, sighed in exasperation at her usually sharp-witted master suddenly acting like a fool. “Young Master, you should let us servants share in the joy, shouldn’t you?”
That’s when Yu Chenyi finally remembered—there was a tradition of giving out red envelopes when fetching the bride.
Hurriedly, he pulled out the red envelopes that Madam Yu had prepared and distributed them one by one.
The wedding matron discreetly felt the thickness of the envelope, then peeked inside. Oh my, silver banknotes! As expected of a wealthy family—when they married a husband, they did it in style. The rumors were true: Young Master Yu was very satisfied with Bai Mo.
“Please, right this way, groom-to-be.”
Satisfied with her share, the wedding matron cheerfully stepped aside, finally making way for Yu Chenyì.
Yu Chenyi stepped into the inner chamber and was just about to reach Bai Mo when—
Thud!
Jin Xin suddenly rushed forward and set up a folding screen, blocking his path yet again.
“The madam has ordered that if the groom wishes to take the young master away, he must show his sincerity.”
She smiled sweetly.
Sitting on the bed, Bai Mo nervously twisted his hands together. Huh? He’d never heard of this step before.
“Relax, Mo Mo,” Xiao Bobao reassured him. “Do you really not trust your husband-to-be? Just sit tight and watch.”
Yu Chenyi assumed Jin Xin was also asking for a red envelope, so he handed one over with a smile.
Jin Xin accepted it—but didn’t move.
He handed her another.
She took it—but still didn’t move.
A third one…
No matter how many red envelopes he gave, Jin Xin accepted them all—but her feet remained firmly planted in place.
Finally, Jin Xin had emptied Yu Chenyì’s supply of red envelopes. Seeing him standing there with his sleeves completely bare, she took pity on him and offered a hint.
“Groom-to-be, money isn’t everything. Sincerity, sincerity—the most important thing is a true heart.”
“As for how you plan to show your sincerity and move our young master—well, that depends on your abilities.”
With that, she had said all she needed to say. Now, it was up to Yu Chenyì to prove his sincerity.
In truth, Jin Xin hadn’t actually thought about how exactly Yu Chenyi was supposed to demonstrate his sincerity. But the madam’s order was clear: Delay Yu Chenyi as much as possible within the auspicious time.
If he thinks he can win Mo Mo over just because he has some money—dream on!
—Madam Bai’s words.
Normally, Bai Mo should have been the least anxious person in this situation. But with an unconscious person still lying outside the window, and the possibility of Wei Yuyan having more tricks up her sleeve, Bai Mo wanted to complete this wedding as soon as possible.
The security at the Yu residence was all arranged by Yu Chenyi himself, meaning Wei Yuyan’s hired experts wouldn’t be able to sneak in easily. That was why she was going to such lengths to stir up trouble at the Bai residence instead.
“Hurry up and think of something, Brother Chenyi, or I’ll lose my patience and just remarry,” Bai Mo said softly, his voice sweet as cotton.
With Bai Mo’s status and looks, if word got out that he was available again, countless suitors would come knocking.
“No way! Mo Mo, wait for me!”
Even knowing it was just a joke, Yu Chenyi felt immense pressure.
He clenched his fists. Mo Mo could only be his. He could only belong to him.
His gaze flickered to the desk in the corner, and he swiftly strode toward it.
The onlookers were baffled.
Was he… going to read a book? Did he think he could find the answer to “sincerity” in a book?
Had he gone stupid from studying too much?
Sure, there was an old saying that books contained golden mansions and treasures within, but at a time like this, last-minute cramming wouldn’t help, would it?
But then—
Yu Chenyi ground the ink, dipped his brush into the inkwell, and began writing with bold, confident strokes.
A serious man was truly captivating. At this moment, that saying had never felt more true.
The wedding matron and the attendants were all stunned.
Yu Chenyi didn’t pause for even a second, as if he intended to complete a full masterpiece in one go.
After a long while, he finally stopped. He picked up the three sheets of writing, gently blew them dry, stamped his signature, and pressed his fingerprint onto the paper.
Then, with a smile, he handed them to Jin Xin.
“Miss Jin Xin, tell me—does this satisfy you?”
Jin Xin had served Bai Mo since childhood and had even studied for a few years, so she could read some characters. When she took the document and looked it over, she realized it was a contract of commitment.
The calligraphy was bold and majestic, every stroke exuding power and elegance—anyone who saw it would undoubtedly praise it. But the most astonishing part was the content of the commitment.
The conditions laid out were so restrictive they were practically a servitude contract. No—this was even stricter than a servitude contract.
Simply put, Bai Mo was the only one who had the right to reject Yu Chenyi. There would never be a time when Yu Chenyi could say no to Bai Mo.
Even more shocking, the contract explicitly stated that Yu Chenyi would never take concubines.
To put it bluntly, even if Bai Mo were to pass away young, Yu Chenyi would never remarry.
This was, in every sense, cutting off his own future.
In families that married male spouses, no one dared to make such a promise. After all, a male spouse couldn’t bear children. If the husband didn’t take concubines either, who would carry on the family line? Who would perform the ancestral rites when he passed?
Jin Xin stared at the powerful strokes of the calligraphy.
Even though Madam Bai had given her the authority to make a decision, she suddenly felt uncertain.
The commitment paper in her hands felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and her hands trembled slightly as she held it.
Yu Chenyi watched her reaction and asked with a faint smile, “So? Do you find my sincerity acceptable?”
Jin Xin lifted her gaze to him, momentarily intimidated, but she quickly composed herself and smiled.
“I will take this to Madam Bai for her approval,” she said. “The young master woke up early and didn’t eat much for breakfast. There are some refreshments prepared in the room. The wedding will last the entire day, so please persuade the young master to eat more.”
After saying this, she respectfully bowed to Yu Chenyi and Bai Mo before leaving the room with the matrons and wedding attendants.
Now, the newlyweds were left alone.