The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 63 063: The King of Yan Hired

At this moment, Xie Ping, the manager, reported outside the door: "Madam, the general invites you to the front yard. King Yan has brought a dowry to propose marriage."

Propose marriage!

Song Jiu's eyes lit up when she heard the words: "Mom, let's go."

After all, regardless of the ugly faces of the old ladies in the room, she dragged Fang away.

The menacing maids and women also hula la and left cleanly.

The noisy flower hall suddenly became quiet, but the old lady was not complacent about it, her gloomy face was almost dripping with ink.

"Song Yuanzhu is useless as a concubine, but why are you so useless?"

Song Yuanzhu: "..."

What happened to the concubine?
You are an elder, but isn't it impossible to do something to Song Jiu?
She gritted her teeth secretly, lowered her head and dared not speak out.

Song Yuanqi's eyes were still red, and she looked at the old lady with grievance: "Grandmother, Song Jiu is really domineering, and my aunt has always indulged her. Just now she brought so many people excitedly. It's not like it's intimidating."

She can really fight.

Although the valuable brocade is enviable and enviable, she still has to wear it.

Song Yuanqi secretly glanced at the old lady, and couldn't help but slander: Say I'm worthless, and grandma herself is just as useless. She thought her seniority could suppress Song Jiu, but Song Jiu didn't buy it at all.

Song Jiu is becoming more and more domineering now, and the eldest aunt knows Song Jiu's misbehavior, but she doesn't stop to blame her at all, which adds to her arrogance.

pissed her off.

The old lady glared at Song Yuanqi bitterly.

Song Yuanqi almost wanted to leave in a fit of anger, but when she thought that she still had to rely on her grandmother to take advantage of the big house, she restrained herself.

"Grandmother calm down, it's because the granddaughter didn't think carefully after listening to Gu Jinyi's words and came here to ask grandma to help divide the piece of brocade from her hand, but she won't be so arrogant every time. Sooner or later, I will pinch Song Jiu's weakness. It's time to ask her to kneel in front of her grandmother and spit out the good things."

Song Yuanqi ran to the old lady and said obediently.

The old lady suddenly looked like a beast being tamed by someone, as if the image of Song Jiu running in front of her came to her mind, her brows relaxed.

"Okay, grandma doesn't blame you, you are my own granddaughter, who else am I going to if I'm not you, I can't wait to send all the good things these two sisters have to you." The old lady said.

This is from her heart, even if she likes her grandson, between her granddaughter and step-granddaughter, she definitely hopes that her granddaughter will live a better life than Sister Song Yue.

forecourt.

Song Jiu happily fluttered towards Xiao Qinghan like a bird out of the cage: "Qingqing..."

The man's cold and hard face like an ice sculpture, when he heard the girl's sweet and beautiful voice, immediately receded the coldness and turned into a trace of tenderness, like peach blossoms in March.

"kindness."

But in the next moment, Song Jiu only felt that someone picked up her back collar, and she involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

Turning her head, she met a pair of handsome black eyes.

Song Jiu was overjoyed: "Second Brother, when did you come back?"

Song Heng hooked his lips evilly, wearing a deep black flowing pattern arrow sleeves, a leader with dark red edges, a red gold moiré belt to seal his waist, and long jet black hair flicking behind him, with a graceful posture and full of vigor.

"I think you only have King Yan in your eyes, and no second brother." Song Heng took Song Jiu to stand beside him, raised his hand and stroked her black hair affectionately, and said in a sour tone: "I just returned At the gate, I ran into King Yan's marriage proposal."

He was such a big living person standing here, and his sister rushed towards Xiao Qinghan without even looking at him.

Really...

Make him so sour.

Uh……

Begging for time to do it all over again, she must be happy and call her second brother first.

"Also, why did you follow along?" Song Heng continued, "Isn't it against the rules?"

Song Jiu blinked, and said solemnly: "He proposed marriage to me, so I don't want to come and see him."

Song Heng: "..."

This fallacy actually made him reluctant to say "no".

Forget it.

In her own house, my younger sister can come here as she likes, and she can stay behind in terms of rules and so on.

Song Xun had always liked Xiao Qinghan. Although he was reluctant to let his daughter get married so early, he was even more afraid of having long nights and dreams. If it hadn't been for Gu Jinyi's accident, he would have considered discussing the marriage with him.

Song Xun is even more satisfied now that the child is caring, even though the betrothal gifts in the yard are pitifully small.

"Nephew, sit inside."

Xiao Qinghan nodded, and followed Song Xun to the main hall.

Song Yuanqi and Song Yuanzhu came out of the backyard, just in time to see Xiao Qinghan walking towards them.

The man's brows are like smoke, his nose is high, his eyes are as cold as ice and snow, and his lips are as thin and indifferent as peach blossoms in March. They are like the works carefully carved by God, which makes people's hearts flutter.

The two were stunned.

When she came to her senses, Xiao Qinghan had already entered the room.

The two of them glanced at the betrothal gift placed in the front yard, and immediately knew the identity of the man.

"Elder sister, then...is that Yan Wang?"

The appearance is too handsome.

Song Jing is the most outstanding looking among the brothers, but looking at King Yan now, it seems that they are a little bleak.

Song Yuanqi regained consciousness from the astonishment, touched her heart that was beating wildly suddenly, and it took a long time to calm down: "En."

The one who came to hire, and was treated so warmly by the uncle and the others, must be the king of Yan.

Although Yan Wang and Song Jiu had a marriage contract, she had never seen Yan Wang's appearance, but now that she saw him, he was so handsome that she blushed, her heart beat and her legs went weak.

This kind of appearance that reverses all living beings can't be found in the whole capital.

Unfortunately, he is a down and out.

Otherwise, all the noble girls in the capital would want to squeeze their heads and marry into Yan Wang's mansion.

Song Yuanqi's cheeks were hot, and she waved Xiao Qinghan's face away from her mind.

I can't think about it any more, what's the use of just having a good-looking face, not to mention that I don't have any official positions, and I'm still poor, do I really have to live by looking at my face?

Who can stand it.

It's not a good match for Song Jiu. From now on, I will eat bran swallowed vegetables with King Yan and see how arrogant she is.

She wants to find a son of a wealthy family to be her husband. If she can fly up to a branch and become a phoenix, maybe she can also crush Song Jiu under her feet, that would be great.

Song Yuanqi restrained her gaze and walked out of the gate.

After walking two steps, he felt that Song Yuanzhu hadn't followed, so he turned his head.

I saw her looking at the direction of the main hall with bright eyes, with a look of reluctance.

Song Yuanqi turned around and pulled her away.

"What's interesting, let's go. Don't say I didn't remind you, even if you get your wish, can you guarantee your life under Song Jiu's hands?"

If it weren't for the sake of her own follower, she wouldn't care about Song Yuanzhu's life or death.

Thinking about it, Song Yuanqi suddenly paused, faintly excited.

Song Yuanzhu is not the only concubine in her family.

Because Aunt Pang gave birth to a son, his father liked her very much, and even her grandmother missed her a little, so that the little bitch Song Yuanling didn't have the humbleness of being a concubine in front of her, and she was very proud.

If Song Yuanling had the idea to rob someone with Song Jiu, no matter whether it would work or not, it would be a good idea to kill two birds with one stone.

If Song Yuanling had the ability to enter Yan Wang's mansion, she would be able to disgust Song Jiu.

If her methods are not as good as Song Jiu's, then she can use Song Jiu's hand to get rid of this thorn in her side.

God, I'm so smart.

Song Yuanqi couldn't help but secretly complacent, quickened her pace and dragged Song Yuanzhu away.

Unwilling and fearful, Song Yuanzhu followed Song Yuanqi away.

……

Xiao Qinghan took a good date to choose for Song Xun and Fang's, and the final marriage was set on May [-] next year.

Fang looked at the desolate and handsome young man, then at the smiling daughter with crooked eyebrows, and sighed countless times in her heart, but in the end reason overcame her reluctance.

It's not that I just knew that I was going to marry my daughter, so I was somewhat mentally prepared.

Sixteen next year, marry as soon as you marry.

Don't let anything happen again.

After discussing the marriage, Xiao Qinghan said goodbye and left.

Song Xun kept sending him outside the gate.

The corner of Song Yan's mouth twitched as he looked at the pitiful betrothal gift, and couldn't help but said: "Father, mother, is this betrothal gift too shabby, it makes my sister be laughed at."

It's not that he dislikes Xiao Qinghan, but that he loves Song Jiu.

Comparing with the scene of the Rongguo Duke's appointment a while ago, Song Yan felt that he was going to be scheming.

Song Xun turned around and looked at the mahogany box with the big red hydrangea tied in the yard, feeling relieved and distressed at the same time.

"It's hard for this child. Life in the mansion is obviously difficult, but we tried our best to be polite."

Song Yan choked for a moment: "..."

Well, it was really difficult for him to be able to scrape together 28 dowries.

"Third brother, I don't care if I will be laughed at." Song Jiu touched the box and said with a smile: "In the future, even if he spends all his money to make up so much dowry, I won't Make him suffer."

No amount of dowry can compare to a heart.

Even if Xiao Qinghan couldn't get any dowry, Song Jiu wouldn't mind.

Fang looked at Song Jiu with a broken smile, and said, "It's a girl's family anyway, so I don't know how to be more reserved."

Song Xun saw that his daughter was so satisfied with Xiao Qinghan, and his face was full of smiles: "It's okay, I was born in the army and fought, and I don't care much about those rules and etiquette, as long as Jiu'er is happy."

"Just get used to it." Fang gave Song Xun an angry look.

After hearing this, Song Yan touched his nose, and said, "You don't seem to be used to talking about it."

Fang: "Shut your mouth, now you have nothing to do, and your daughter-in-law has nowhere to go. Are you sorry?"

Song Yan: "Mother, Fourth Sister is not betrothed to anyone."

"She's your younger sister, younger than you, so it's normal not to have a marriage," Fang said.

The corner of Song Yan's mouth twitched: "..."

His mother just didn't like him, looking for trouble for nothing.

"Niang Niang Niang...don't talk about it, these betrothal gifts can't just be left here, put them away quickly."

Fang gave him an angry look, and didn't continue to talk about Song Yan's marriage, but looked at Song Jiu and said, "Move them all to your small warehouse. Since King Yan has put his mind to it, he will definitely do what he likes. Take a look at which ones you like, and take them together as your dowry."

She felt that among these betrothal gifts, there would be some good things, but given Xiao Qinghan's current abilities, it shouldn't matter much. It doesn't matter whether the betrothal gift is expensive or not, anyway, she has already prepared a full dowry for her daughter.

(End of this chapter)