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Chapter 290 Reciprocal Transaction
After hearing him say this, Ye Zhaoyan was stunned.

Ji Sinian's words actually coincided with her thoughts, but she didn't find a trustworthy partner, let alone thought that this person would be Ji Sinian.

He didn't need to get into this muddy water.

"I have already discussed it with my mother, and she also agrees with it. In order to make you feel at ease, before reconciling, you can keep her in the Ye Mansion." Ji Sinian added, as if he was afraid that she would not believe it. , "After you reconcile with me, I will take her back to Jiangnan."

In order to reassure her, he was even willing to keep Mrs. Liu in Ye Mansion.Such solemnity and sincerity carry a lot of weight.

Ye Zhaoyan remained silent for a long time.

This proposal seems to be a very good idea, but when you think about it carefully, it will involve Ji Sinian and Mrs. Liu in a crisis, and even Jiangnan Ji's family will be at risk of being affected by disputes.

Ye Zhaoyan didn't think about implicating others.

Although she was kind to the mother and son, she would not have to pay so much.

"I...I haven't made up my mind yet." Ye Zhaoyan gritted his teeth, and didn't say no immediately, "Let me think about it for a while."

"This is the best way." Seeing her hesitation, Ji Sinian felt relieved, "Besides, no one else may be suitable except me."

In his memory, the runaway woman in a red wedding dress will remain in his heart forever.

If he had thought more about her at the beginning, perhaps he would not have turned against her and missed her later.

After all, he owed her and was destined to repay.

Even if this is a cover-up for a fake marriage, it is his wish to be fulfilled.

Sweet as sweet.

Ye Zhaoyan was silent for a long time, but in the end she didn't say her refusal - she knew that if the situation went bad, maybe this would be the only way out.

Her silence fell in Ji Sinian's eyes, as if he had agreed, his eyes were shining brightly, and his tone became more gentle: "Don't worry, I didn't mean to force you. You should think about this matter slowly and figure it out. Let me know the result later."

Ji Sinian stood up, took off his cloak, and walked out lightly.

After he left, Ye Zhaoyan sat on the chair for a long time and couldn't recover.

The room has returned to silence, only a few drops of cold liquid were left on the opposite chair, which showed that someone had just been there.

She sighed, reached out to pick up the cup on the table, and drank the cold tea in it, before her excited heart recovered a little calm.

The current predicament is something she never expected.Even if she came with the memories of her previous life, those people are not ordinary people who are just waiting to die.

Even so, she never expected others to help, or even sacrifice her own interests to fulfill her goal of protecting the Ye clan. After all, in troubled times, it is good intentions to not harm others and benefit yourself, so how can you expect others to sacrifice themselves for others.

"Miss," came a voice from the yard, seeming anxious.

Ye Zhaoyan got up and saw Zhuyu hurrying over with an umbrella, holding something in her hand.

Soon, a letter appeared in front of her eyes, "It seems to be sent by Mr. Zhuo's guards. He was wearing a bamboo hat and walked very fast, and the servant did not see his face clearly."

Ye Zhaoyan opened the letter, and the familiar handwriting came into view: Lian Luo entered the house, but what happened?

It's a letter from Zhuo Yibai, and the person who delivered it should be Wei Yu.

The traces of Lian Luo entering the Zhuo Palace did not escape his eyes.But he didn't mention that letter, presumably he didn't know what Lian Luo was going to do.

Ye Zhaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart felt a little sour.

He still cares about her affairs as before, even though they are no longer the same as before, but he still wants to protect her comprehensively.

Such simplicity made her think of the man she met in her previous life. She had never been treated like this—without calculating, without asking for anything in return.

In this life, not only did she not be tripped by Xue Yinxian again, she even touched something that she never dared to expect in her previous life.

But out of reach.

Ye Zhaoyan closed his eyes, a thought became clearer and clearer.

"Miss...Miss?" Seeing that Ye Zhaoyan hadn't recovered for a long time, Zhuyu couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the letter and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's just a trivial matter."

She folded the letter, stuffed it back into the envelope, and put it in the candle beside her.

The faint candle light gradually brightened, and then dimmed as the letter paper turned to ashes.

The sound of rain outside is still there, adding a bit of coolness to the rainy night.

As the autumn hunting season approached, the carriages of Jindu entered the city gate one after another and headed for the western suburbs.

Ye Mansion's carriage did not take a shortcut and went straight, nor did it wait for the carriage of Prince Qing's Mansion as an invitation, but detoured to the fork road that Prince Zhuo's Mansion must pass.

Sure enough, half an hour later, I saw a carriage with the emblem of the Zhuo Palace parked beside the road, and saw the Ye Mansion's carriage approaching, the dark black carriage moved slowly, followed by the Ye Mansion's carriage.

Seeing that things were going well, Ye Zhaoyan felt tired for a while, closed his eyes slightly, and sat in the carriage to take a rest.

The horse's hooves smashed through the morning mist, and with the soft sound of the shaft rolling, the carriage passed through an alley, turned a corner, and drove towards a bamboo forest.

Entering the bamboo forest, the carriage was a little bumpy. Ye Zhaoyan was not asleep at all, but at this moment he heard a voice from outside the window: "Miss Ye, our young master has a few words to say. Is it convenient?"

Ye Zhaoyan opened his eyes, nodded to Zhuyu, "Go down."

A handsome young man in a moon white brocade robe opened the curtain and came in.

Ye Zhaoyan glanced at him lightly.

The young man's face is clear and handsome, his pair of phoenix eyes are shining and flowing, as if there are rays of light flashing, his skin is as smooth as jade, and his looks are particularly outstanding.

Seeing Ye Zhaoyan staring at him with scrutiny, the man also met her gaze without fear, and said calmly, "I came here uninvited. Miss Ye was so abrupt, I'm really sorry."

"Young Master Zhuo is polite, you may as well speak up if you have something to say."

Zhuo Mingxuan looked at Ye Zhaoyan with a smile, and the corners of his eyes and brows revealed a touch of inquiry: "Since you know my thoughts on the marriage in South Vietnam, why did you choose me to handle this matter? Isn't there someone more interested in the Zhuo Palace?"

He was alluding to Zhuo Yibai.

Ye Zhaoyan shook his head, "The status of other people is naturally not as good as that of Master Zhuo Er."

Zhuo Mingxuan was obviously not moved by this well-behaved rhetoric, "If Miss Ye is willing, I can entrust the matter to my third brother for help. I think he will not refuse."

Ye Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, and gave an unexpected answer: "With the status of the second son of Zhuo, once the South Vietnam marriage is completed, even if everyone has any speculation about you and me, it will only increase the conversation after dinner. "She paused, then changed the subject, "But if it is an individual, it might not be so. Although the Ye family is not a member of the royal family, but in terms of status, apart from the daughters of the royal family, there are not many daughters in Jindu. Able to surpass the prostitute who inherited the Ye clan alone."

Ye Zhaoyan's tone was calm and unwavering, but there was a kind of conceit and pride that was inevitable.

Zhuo Mingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her carefully, and then said: "You mean..."

Ye Zhaoyan pursed his lips and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "The Zhuo Palace is neither a person destined to inherit the title nor a person with doubtful identities. I'm afraid that the fake show will come true when facing Ye's daughter-in-law."

Zhuo Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile: "Miss Ye is really far-sighted, unlike ordinary girls who are narrow-minded. But in this way, Miss Ye has no intentions of people in the Zhuo Palace?"

　The Internet was disconnected this afternoon, but fortunately, I wrote it in advance and I just need to modify it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)