The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 481 - 480: Tying Long Hair and Binding His Heart: Yu Wei Extra (5)

Chapter 481: Chapter 480: Tying Long Hair and Binding His Heart: Yu Wei Extra (5)

"What if the master and mistress come looking for you someday?" Hua Hua was worried. "By then, Miss, you would be completely done for, unable to free yourself."

"If that happens, then perhaps the heavens do not favor me. I would accept my fate."

Song Wei’s tears unknowingly fell, plopping into the bath bucket, making a soft sound.

Song Wei reached out to wipe her tears, sinking herself into the bath bucket.

...

Meanwhile, Jun Yu personally went to the market to buy some jewelry for Song Wei, including pearl hairpins, earrings, and a few bracelets.

These pieces of jewelry matched Song Wei’s demeanor very well—subtle and elegant, able to enhance her grace.

At this moment, he knocked on Song Wei’s room door with the items in hand, "Miss Song, are you there?"

Song Wei had just finished her bath, Hua Hua was combing her hair. Hearing the voice, she said, "Hua Hua, go open the door and see what Ah Yu needs."

The day was almost turning to night, why wasn’t he asleep yet?

After finishing Song Wei’s hairstyle, Hua Hua went to open the door.

Upon seeing Jun Yu holding several boxes, Hua Hua was momentarily stunned.

Today, Jun Yu had changed into a black robe, and there was something additional on his face—a silver-white mask.

The half silver-white mask hid his hideous burn marks, yet made him look strikingly handsome.

What a cold and charming young master.

Suddenly, he seemed like an unapproachable flower on a high mountain.

Hua Hua never expected this side of Jun Yu, making her unable to associate him with the beggar lying on the street that day.

Afraid of offending the noble young master standing before her.

Indeed, as the saying goes, "Clothes make the man."

"...Does the young master have any matters to discuss?" Unknowingly, Hua Hua’s attitude towards Jun Yu became more respectful.

Jun Yu smiled, "May I come in? I bought some things for your young lady, and I want to give them to her in person."

"Alright." Hua Hua moved her plump body aside to let Jun Yu in.

Once inside, Jun Yu saw Song Wei sitting at the dressing table, looking at him. He walked over to her.

Song Wei had just bathed. Her hair was combed, but the ends were still dripping water.

Jun Yu, after taking a few glances, set down the items in his hands and took out a handkerchief, helping Song Wei dry the water from the ends of her hair.

Song Wei watched the reflection of Jun Yu in the copper mirror, so unlike his usual self, feeling a bit sheepish for a moment.

Having such a handsome noble young master help her dry her hair seemed like a waste of talent.

She hurriedly protested, "Young Master Ah Yu, there’s no need for you to bother with drying my hair."

"It’s no bother," Jun Yu said. "When my younger sister was little and finished washing her hair, I often helped her dry it this way."

"The young master has a sister?" Song Wei asked in surprise.

She thought Jun Yu was a lone soul, without ties, hence indifferent to life and death.

"Yes, I have a sister. We’re twins." Jun Yu mentioned Jun Ning, his face lighting up with a smile. "She’s smart and capable, much favored and valued by our father. We brothers all adore her greatly."

"Then your sister must have grown up in a life of luxury."

Song Wei’s expression held a hint of envy.

A life so different from hers, unattainable.

Jun Yu shook his head, "Yes, and no."

"Hmm?" Song Wei was puzzled. "Why do you say that, Ah Yu?"

"My sister has a noble status from a young age, with many brothers and parental affection, she seems well off. But she has faced danger numerous times and was arranged to marry from childhood."

Song Wei was confused, "Even with so many brothers and the family’s affection, could she not escape an arranged marriage?"

"She couldn’t." Jun Yu said helplessly.

"I hope she marries into a good family then."

"Her future husband’s family is respectable, indeed a good match, but whether they have feelings for each other remains uncertain."

"That’s somewhat fortunate; she isn’t a pawn for her family." Song Wei said, "There are many women in this world who can’t freely choose their marriages, as it becomes a bargaining chip for their families."

"Hmm? What brings Miss Song to say such things?" Jun Yu, feeling something amiss, realized it was unusual for a young lady to speak such words casually.

Song Wei not only said it but with a sadness.

Adding this to how she argued with her family and hadn’t returned home, living here all this time, could it be...

She was also arranged into an undesirable marriage?

Jun Yu wanted to inquire further, but Song Wei showed no intent to continue. She looked at the several brocade boxes on the dressing table, "Ah Yu, what have you brought?"

Jun Yu replied, "Open them and see."

"Being all mysterious." Song Wei opened the brocade box before her.

Inside the brocade box were pearl hairpins, earrings, and a few white jade bracelets.

Song Wei picked up a golden hairpin from one of the boxes, turned to Jun Yu, and said, "Ah Yu, you do know that golden hairpins should not be given casually, only to a wife?"

Jun Yu: "......"

He seemed to have overlooked this.

Growing up playing with his sister, they exchanged gifts on their birthdays, and he had given his sister a golden hairpin before. Seeing them as siblings, their mother had never corrected them.

He hadn’t considered the taboo and forgot that golden hairpins shouldn’t be given easily.

Song Wei might read into this.

"I..." Jun Yu coughed, intending to explain, when Song Wei spoke, "I assume you didn’t know this. It’s alright. Take the golden hairpin back and keep it. When you find a girl you like, give it to her."

A girl he likes?

When Jun Yu heard those words, he inexplicably linked them with the Song Wei before him.

In his moment of distraction, Song Wei had already placed the golden hairpin back in his hand. Her slender fingertips touched his palm, making Jun Yu feel an inexplicable warmth in his hand.

"... I look like this; no one would like me. I don’t want to hold up a young lady, so there’s nothing to be evasive about."

Jun Yu deeply looked at the golden hairpin in his hand, then impulsively picked up the hairpin and adorned Song Wei’s hair with it.

This golden hairpin was made of pure gold, shaped at the end like a peony, with the flower bud intricately and delicately carved.

It was the most extravagant piece among the pile of jewelry he brought.

Song Wei, wearing it, appeared more radiant and elegant.

But Song Wei really didn’t dare to accept it; she took the hairpin from her head and hurriedly handed it back to Jun Yu, saying, "Ah Yu, I really can’t accept it."

"Keep it. It’s of no use to me, just a piece of scrap gold." Jun Yu said, "Fresh flowers match a beauty, as does a golden hairpin. You are the one who can truly use it."

Song Wei insisted, "No, you have already paid my rent for three years; I can’t accept such an expensive gift. It’s truly unacceptable."