Yu Xiaolian thought of how Su Jingchen in the book succeeded in the imperial examination at the age of nineteen and thought if everything followed the narrative, it wouldn't be impossible.
She and Su Jingchen were just a year apart. The winter Su Jingchen passed the examination at nineteen, she would be eighteen – by ancient customs, not marrying by eighteen would make her an old maid.
If they wed at eighteen, that would give them five years to adapt to each other.
Five years was quite a long time.
Enough to understand a person.
Yu Xiaolian nodded firmly and agreed to Su Jingchen, "Then I'll wait for you to become an Advanced Scholar."
A trace of sly joy flickered in Su Jingchen's eyes, "It's a deal!"
"Yes, a deal!"
After Su Jingchen left, Yu Xiaolian belatedly slapped her forehead.
Yu Xiaolian, you're so foolish!
