Chapter 47: Matchmaking

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Lu Miaohuan’s cold demeanor softened a bit, giving Lu Changsheng a slight nod.

Just as Lu Changsheng was observing her, she was evaluating him too.

Perhaps due to their different mindsets today, she found Lu Changsheng more handsome than she remembered.

Individually, his features weren’t very refined, but together they gave an impression of perfect harmony, raising his attractiveness to a pleasing and comfortable level.

Combined with Lu Changsheng’s gentle gaze and calm demeanor, she felt like she was bathed in the spring breeze.

As someone who appreciated good looks, Lu Miaohuan, who initially resisted the idea of marrying Lu Changsheng, now found the prospect more acceptable.

Though Lu Changsheng lacked talent with his Ninth-Tier Spirit Root,

he was gifted in Talisman Making and was quite handsome, making him both talented and charming.

If he had a flaw, it was only that he had too many wives.

However, Lu Miaohuan was confident in herself.

She was confident in her background and beauty.

She clearly noticed the look Lu Changsheng gave her earlier, feeling a bit proud.

“I just got here too.”

Lu Changsheng found her attitude not as bad as he expected, thinking this meeting could continue.

He picked up the teapot, poured tea for Lu Miaohuan, and said, “I didn’t expect to meet Miss Miaohuan again in such a way.”

“I must apologize for my rudeness the last time I saw you.”

Lu Changsheng spoke, raising his teacup like a toast.

“I didn’t expect you to remember that.”

Hearing him mention their last meeting, Lu Miaohuan raised her eyebrows.

Their first meeting with Lu Changsheng had been rather unpleasant.

Primarily because of his actions and reputation at the time, which left a bad impression.

“Naturally, I remember. Having seen your extraordinary grace, it’s impossible to forget. It’s lingered in my mind, and every time I think of it, I can’t let go of my rudeness.”

“Now, nearly two years later, I can finally apologize to you in person.”

Lu Changsheng, looking sincere, started to speak nonsense.

After all, Uncle Lu had advised him.

This second young lady was a bit spoiled but quite simple-minded, so he should just say nice things to please her.

If it was just like this, for the mother of a Sixth-Tier Spirit Root child, Lu Changsheng was willing.

“I’ve long forgotten about it.”

“I was in a bad mood at the time and spoke harshly.”

There’s a saying, ‘One doesn’t hit a smiling face.’ Seeing Lu Changsheng’s sincere appearance, Lu Miaohuan felt a bit embarrassed.

She gently lifted her skirt, gracefully sat down, and sipped her tea.

With an opening like this, they began to chat.

During the conversation, Lu Changsheng found Lu Miaohuan much nicer than he imagined.

Her personality wasn’t bad at all; she was just a bit reserved due to her upbringing and required others to take the initiative.

Additionally, she didn’t smile much.

This gave her a faintly cold appearance.

But she wasn’t as cold as she seemed; she just had a ‘stay away’ vibe.

Outside the villa, Uncle Lu used the Heaven’s Ear technique, secretly listening and smiling so much his face was full of wrinkles, like a chrysanthemum.

He thought to himself that Lu Changsheng must have some skills to have married so many wives.

Soon, he stopped listening and waited outside.

In his view, if Lu Miaohuan was willing to continue chatting with Lu Changsheng, things were halfway there.

Inside Zhuxin Villa.

Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaohuan sat opposite each other, sipping tea and chatting.

“Indeed, the secular world has many fun and interesting things, but I don’t know much about them.”

“If Miss Miaohuan is interested, I would be willing to accompany you to explore.”

“Where in the world could one see someone as fairy-like as you?”

“Have you forgotten the astonishment you caused me when I first saw you?”

Lu Changsheng continued to flatter, but his tone was unhurried, and his gaze was very clear.

Most of the time, he wasn’t even looking directly at her.

Lu Changsheng wanted to marry Lu Miaohuan to have children,

but he couldn’t lose his dignity.

In his view, fawning over a woman like Lu Miaohuan would only subtract points.

Thus, Lu Changsheng maintained a calm demeanor.

In his four years with the Lu Family, he felt his biggest improvement was in his mindset.

The beauty of time lies in its inevitable passage: spring flowers, autumn moon, summer days, winter snow.

If you blossom, the breeze will naturally come. If your heart floats, a calm smile rests.

System, Immortal Grace Technique, Talisman Making Skills, and the Nine Abyss Mastiff made Lu Changsheng feel like a blooming flower.

A gentle breeze will attract bees and butterflies to dance around him.

Moreover, pursuing a woman by lowering oneself demands emotional value and time, affecting the harem’s balance.

Lu Changsheng was destined never to spend most of his time and energy on one woman.

“When I was with my sister, and you were entranced by me, did you not feel anything for her?”

Lu Miaohuan’s cool face showed a bit of happiness, crossing her long, slender legs and asked provocatively.

Lu Changsheng stood slightly, refilled the teacup, shifting his gaze to her crossed legs, as if to say why he was captivated.

This action only made her slightly pleased.

Her older sister Lu Miaoge outshined her, and ost family elders praised Lu Miaoge..

Her clothes were often criticized.

Lu Changsheng’s candid look made her feel recognized.

“Eldest Miss Lu Miaoge is naturally like aacelestial being.”

“I’ve met her a few times, but I never felt the same heart-stirring feeling as I did with you.”

“I remember a poem: ‘When gold wind meets jade dew, it surpasses countless others in the world.'”

“Seeing you gave me that feeling, a mere glance surpassing countless beauties.”

Lu Changsheng spoke with sincerity, looking at her.

“What a beautiful poem. Did you hear it in the secular world as well?”

Lu Miaohuan’s eyes brightened as her cold face showed a slight smile.

“Hmm? This second young lady actually likes poetry?”

Lu Changsheng thought.

He recalled Uncle Lu’s words: she wasn’t keen on cultivation and liked such things, which made sense.

“Yes, I heard it in the secular world: ‘Light clouds move skillfully, shooting stars pass a grudge…'”

“I haven’t read much so I’m not sure what it means, but it suited my feelings then.”

“The poem has a story. If Miss Miaohuan is interested, I can tell it.”

Lu Changsheng smiled.

“I’d like that.”

She nodded.

After over four years, Lu Changsheng, as a traveler, finally found a use for the little knowledge in his mind.

So they talked for over an hour.

Throughout, Lu Miaohuan seemed pleased and felt a bit more favorable towards him, willing to marry him.

But due to her reserved nature and pride, she said, “I enjoyed talking with you today,

“if you agree to my conditions, I’ll marry you.”

“Please say, Miss Miaohuan.”

He nodded, gentle as jade.

“If I marry you, it must be as the main wife, and you must not take other wives. You can’t force me to have children, and…”

Lu Miaohuan shyly said her conditions with a cool expression.

“GG!”

Hearing her conditions, Lu Changsheng thought ‘GG.’

He knew this matchmaking was likely a failure.

Although her conditions were reasonable, not too demanding,

they were spiritual aspirations of a young woman’s dream of love.

For an ordinary person or immortal cultivator seeking stable life, they wouldn’t be an issue.

But with his system promising offspring, he was destined for a broader love, not a single tree forsaking a forest.

Though he could agree now and sort it out later, he refused to deceive her.

Moreover, being under the Lu Family’s roof, he’d have to honor it if he agreed.

“I understand Miss Miaohuan’s intentions,”

Lu Changsheng said apologetically. “But let me think over your conditions before replying.”

“You need to consider it?”

Lu Miaohuan was stunned, finding it unbelievable.

He had seemed to like her during the chat,

and she expected him to be overjoyed that she agreed to marry him.

Yet now, he needed to think it over?

What did that mean?

Was she begging to marry?

Her pride couldn’t endure such embarrassment.

Her cold and beautiful face turned icy, like a millennia-old glacier. She stood and left, heels clicking as she walked away.

Lu Changsheng watched her leave and shook his head slightly.

Such beauty wasn’t his to enjoy yet.

“Second Miss, are you alright?”

Outside, Uncle Lu saw her leave in anger and was confused.

Weren’t they conversing pleasantly before?

He quickly followed.