MTCCP Chapter 19

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The matter of the prenuptial agreement ultimately was not something the two of them could decide on their own.

Hua Muzhi took Yue Yiwan to Wenqing Palace, where they first met the two Empress Dowagers before proceeding to see the Emperor and Empress.

This issue was not only about settling their assets but also about clarifying many things in advance.

As a result, Yue Yiwan's father and elder brother also came to the palace the next day for a proper discussion with the imperial family.

Although the Crown Prince and Xiao Yue were not particularly familiar with each other, Yue Pin had always maintained a good relationship with the Emperor due to their long-term business investments.

After a lengthy discussion, both families ultimately agreed to the request.

After all, marriage and divorce were personal choices, and the royal family held Yue Yiwan in high regard.

In terms of background and personality, he was an outstanding match, and Hua Muzhi always seemed happier and more at ease when he was around.

With this settled, the matter of their marriage and Yue Yiwan’s ennoblement was officially set on the schedule.

Yue Yiwan, however, was still somewhat uneasy. Even though his father had personally visited the palace, he remained anxious, worried that unexpected issues might arise later.

So, he decided to return home once more to have a proper conversation with his father and brother.

This would likely be his last visit home before the wedding.

Yue Zhigu, his elder brother, didn’t fully understand why his younger brother was in such a rush to get married—especially to a man he had only known for a little over two months.

However, he had always respected Yue Yiwan’s choices and simply reassured him, saying, "If anything happens, your big brother is here. Don’t be afraid."

Yue Pin, on the other hand, had a vague sense of something deeper going on. After dinner, he called Yue Yiwan into the study and asked him what he truly thought.

"Father—" Yue Yiwan suddenly recalled the excuse he had used before.

Something about love at first sight, something about mutual affection.

He had originally intended to joke about it, but at this moment, he found himself unable to lie.

"Dad, I don’t want to lie to you," he lowered his head. "Honestly, there are things I can’t fully explain… but I just feel that if I can marry the Crown Prince, my future won’t be too bad."

"The Crown Prince is a gentle person. In the palace, he has always protected me. He would never do anything out of line, and I will also be well-behaved after marriage. That should be enough, right?"

Yue Pin looked at him and suddenly frowned. "Are you still thinking about what happened to your mother?"

Yue Yiwan's eyes widened slightly—he hadn’t expected his father to expose him so directly.

"What happened to your mother is something I cannot erase from your memories." Yue Pin's expression remained calm. "Many things are already set in stone, and the pain has already been inflicted."

"But if you’re throwing yourself into marriage as a way of giving up on yourself because of that, then you’re being completely irrational." Yue Pin said slowly, "Don’t tell me you want to drag the royal family's marriage into this mess as well. Marriage is marriage, and psychological trauma is psychological trauma."

He understood that his son carried emotional scars, but that didn’t mean he should entangle the Crown Prince in them.

"No—that’s not what I mean, Dad!!" Yue Yiwan rubbed his face in frustration. "Do I look like someone who takes marriage lightly?!"

His older brother stood silently at the study door and nodded.

Yes, you do.

At this moment, Yue Pin eased his tone and asked again, "The Crown Prince has no choice in his marriage—that is his reality. But what about you? Why are you willing to go through all the trouble of signing a prenuptial agreement just to be with him?"

This question felt dangerously close to the heart of the matter.

Yue Yiwan took a deep breath but, in the end, didn’t have the courage to answer.

It was a feeling—like being spellbound.

He vaguely felt that even without love, even if they were just friends, every day spent with the Crown Prince was pleasant and relaxing.

If he could live with someone like that—even just as lifelong roommates—it wouldn’t be a bad life.

Was Hua Muzhi thinking the same thing?

"Alright, I understand even if you don’t answer," Yue Pin suddenly let him off the hook. "After marriage, don’t dwell on unnecessary thoughts. If you’re not in the right state of mind, go see a therapist and get your head straight. Understood?"

Yue Yiwan hadn’t expected his father to speak so calmly even after bringing up past wounds. He hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Now that the wedding preparations were truly underway, it was time to start moving his belongings to Xiqing Pavilion.

That night, Hua Muzhi once again heard the sound of horse hooves on the stone pavement and got up.

He saw Yue Yiwan in wooden clogs and a small robe, directing a convoy of more than a dozen carriages to transport his belongings to Xiqing Pavilion.

Did he have… this much stuff??

Hua Muzhi suddenly had doubts about Yue Yiwan’s actual financial situation.

Just how many clothes and shoes had he bought??

Since Yue Yiwan was moving in, he had emptied half of his warehouses and estates, sending everything over.

Not only did he bring finished garments and extra fabrics, but his collection of books and rare manuscripts had also been carefully selected.

The most valuable things weren’t necessarily luxury watches or diamonds—he even had original design sketches from a 17th-century Italian painter.

When Hua Muzhi arrived, Yue Yiwan was sitting cross-legged in front of a small chest, sifting through it like a magpie checking its hoard.

"Crown Prince?" He looked up. "Did I wake you again?"

"No," Hua Muzhi said softly. "I just came to see if I could help."

It wasn’t so much helping as it was joining the excitement.

But as he drew closer and saw what was in the chest, he froze.

Wait—so many gemstones?!

Were they all real??

The bottom of the box was lined with gold foil and crushed diamonds, and resting on top were large pieces of emerald, blue crystal, amethyst, tourmaline, and other stones he couldn’t even name.

Hold on—wasn’t he just a tailor?? Why did he have so many gemstones? Was he planning to open a jewelry shop in the palace??

"Are these… real?"

"Oh, this box contains inferior-grade stones. The quality isn’t that great."

Yue Yiwan assumed Hua Muzhi had spotted flaws and casually opened six or seven other rosewood chests.

Inside, gemstones were packed like river pebbles, filling the boxes to the brim.

Everything from cat’s-eye jade to the finest sapphires was there.

"These are for decorating clothes. They need to be further processed before being sewn on. The light reflections when you walk are amazing." Yue Yiwan said nonchalantly. "I never got around to bringing them before, so I figured I’d sort them all today."

If Hua Muzhi didn’t already have a clear idea of his family’s wealth, he might have started worrying about whether he could afford to support this husband.

And yet, the other boxes were even more extravagant.

Exquisite Su embroidery, swan velvet fabric from the French royal court, European antique books and manuscripts, and a full set of tea ware personally gifted by a famous Japanese craftsman.

Even after reaching adulthood, Yue Yiwan was still pampered by his father. He bought whatever caught his eye without ever checking the price.

His older brother, having built his career early, never spent much on himself but was always generous with his younger brother.

All three of them had developed the habit of endlessly purchasing things, with everything ultimately ending up in Yue Yiwan’s hands. Now, before the dowry had even arrived, Xiqing Pavilion was already overflowing.

Their attendants were stunned—royal luxury was one thing, but Yue Yiwan bringing entire chests of gemstones was something else entirely.

Somehow, they were reminded of a certain American businessman from 2016—Trump—who moved into the White House and immediately found it too shabby, deciding to renovate the place.

How did rich people live like this…

After working all morning and hastily having breakfast, the Crown Prince took Yue Yiwan to a special place.

They secretly rehearsed the entire wedding ceremony in the imperial court before anyone else could see.

"Na Cai, Wen Ming, Na Zheng, Gao Qi, Ce Feng, Qin Ying…"

Hua Muzhi helped him go through every step.

"Remember which gate to enter and which to exit on the wedding day. Don't make a fool of yourself."

Yue Yiwan chuckled. "Yes, husband."

The Crown Prince's ears turned red.

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