Cui Muzhi and Cui Shiji walked further and further away. Lan Jingbai looked at the ointment in his hand and smiled bitterly.
The flickering oil lamp was like his uneasy soul at this moment.
In the Cui family's study.
Cui Shiji glared at his son for ten minutes before suddenly saying, "You're not young anymore. It's time to get married! Tomorrow, I'll let your mother choose a good girl for you!"
Cui Muzhi jumped up and objected. "No!"
Cui Shiji blew his beard and glared. "Nonsense. Marriage is a big deal that you have to listen to your parents and the matchmaker!"
Cui Muzhi immediately retorted, "The Great Empress even advocates mutual love!"
Cui Shiji was exasperated. "As long as I'm alive, you have to listen to me if you want to get married!"
"Then I don't want to get married now!"
"There's no room for discussion. A man has to start a family to understand what responsibility is."
