The concubine's favorite? Break off the engagement and marry another prince, please respect you

Chapter 14

Just as Zheng had expected, the incident of Xie's father and son coming to cancel the engagement did cause some trouble.

When they left, Lu Ziyan was no longer in the mansion.

Old Madam Lu came out to greet them in person, but after hearing their purpose, she bluntly said that she would absolutely not agree.

I only thought that I would persuade my grandson to send away the mistress of unknown origin. The marriage between the two families cannot be cancelled, and the wedding date cannot be changed.

Xie Shu was kind-hearted and had great respect for the old lady of the Marquisate who had lost her husband and son while defending her country, so he would not say anything too harsh to this elder.

Xie Yanyu, who went with them, was very frank and made his intentions very firm.

But Madam Lu was unmoved and refused to return the marriage certificate no matter what.

"I knew the Lu family wouldn't agree so easily," Zheng frowned, feeling a little headache and angry. "Do they think our family is made of clay? If they don't return the marriage certificate, will Wanwan have to accept her fate and marry him?"

I have never heard of any noble lady being forced to ride in a bridal sedan by her husband's family.

Xie Wen said something fair: "We suddenly came to cancel the engagement, and they were not prepared. It would be strange if they agreed right away."

As he said this, he looked at his daughter and said, "I guess that after Lu Ziyan returns home and hears that our family wants to cancel the engagement, if he still wants to save this marriage, he should come to our house to apologize. If he comes, do you want to see him every night?"

"No." Although Xie Wan Ning didn't think Lu Ziyan had come to her house to apologize, she still answered firmly, "I've withdrawn from this marriage."

After the news of him keeping a mistress in his dream spread, he did not come to apologize.

...However, she did not ask her father and brother to come and cancel the engagement.

Instead, her brother took the initiative to find Lu Ziyan, wanting him to dismiss his concubine and prepare for the wedding to welcome her, but he flatly refused.

Sure enough, if you are chasing after something, it is not a good deal, it will only make people look down on you.

She was a loser and caused her brother to suffer Lu Ziyan's cold shoulder because of her.

But in the dream, she still chose to marry him stubbornly.

Thinking of this, Xie Wan Ning felt anxious and her face darkened.

Seeing this, Xie Yanyu, who had been silent the whole time, comforted him, "If you don't want to meet, then don't meet. Our Xie family, Lu Ziyan, can't break in. As long as you don't want to, this marriage will not be possible."

"..." Xie Wan Ning was so moved that she was speechless. She looked at her brother with tears in her eyes.

She no longer complained in her heart that her brother was a blockhead and deserved to never get married.

What a good brother.

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That evening, just when Xie Wan Ning thought that her prediction was correct this time, a servant came to report that Lu Ziyan had arrived.

At that time, she was playing chess with her cousin. When she heard the words, her hands holding the chess pieces stopped, and she showed undisguised surprise.

Seeing this, Xie Ruyu said complacently: "I told you long ago that as long as you wake up and start ignoring him, he will regret it."

She snorted coldly: "Sister Wanwan, you are so good, but Lu Ziyan doesn't know how to cherish you. Now he comes to ask for a meeting. We won't meet him!"

"..." Xie Wan Ning blinked, extremely confused: "Am I fine?"

She didn't know that in the eyes of her cousin, she was already so outstanding.

No matter how poor Lu Ziyan was, he was still a young talent who was rising in fame in the capital and was highly regarded by the current emperor. He had studied and practiced martial arts with several princes since he was young, and he received every bit of the treatment that the princes received.

In terms of real talent and hard work as well as the favor of the royal family, he is the best among the children of noble families.

With such conditions, to be fair, he is even worthy of a royal princess. But Xie Ruyu asked seriously, "Among the noble ladies in the capital, are you worse than anyone else?"

Xie Wan Ning really thought about it seriously.

In terms of her origin, she is the eldest daughter of a hereditary marquisate, and her maternal grandfather is also a marquis. Apart from princesses from the royal family, she is indeed no worse than anyone else.

When it comes to poetry, books, etiquette, archery, horse riding and shooting, she is not proficient in everything, but she is good at them all.

In terms of appearance and demeanor, to put it in a very low-key way, she is also one of the best among the noble ladies. The reason why her reputation has not spread far and wide is that she got married early and rarely wants to be in the spotlight.

After such a careful calculation, Xie Wan Ning suddenly felt that she was indeed excellent, and her self-confidence was swelled.

She put down the chess piece, looked at her cousin across from her, and said with a smile: "Look, you saw me before as someone whose eyes were not eyes and whose nose was not a nose. I didn't expect that I was everything good in your heart."

"I didn't mean to praise you on purpose," Xie Ruyu said uncomfortably, "and I didn't try to please you just because you gave me a birthday gift."

Xie Wan Ning held her forehead with her hand: "What are you thinking about? Of course I know what you mean."

In the dream, she didn't give me a birthday gift.

She just never thought that her cousin, who had always been at odds with her, actually thought the best of her.

Xie Wan Ning imagined a little cousin who seemed to be prickly on the outside, but actually wanted to be close to her. She squatted in the corner, staring at him, wanting to get close to her but unable to bring herself to do so.

The look in her eyes suddenly showed some pity: "Sister knows your feelings."

"..." Xie Ruyu was silent for a few breaths, her fair cheeks flushed: "Sister Wanwan, don't speak in your mother's tone."

The two sisters were so engrossed in their conversation that the servant who came to report the news was long forgotten. He waited and waited, not daring to disturb his master, and finally had to retreat quietly.

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At the gate of Xuanping Marquis’ Mansion.

Lu Ziyan was dressed in an indigo brocade robe. He had a tall and slender figure, his eyes slightly lowered, his face cold and without a trace of emotion. He looked like a sharp weapon, standing quietly in the afterglow of the sunset.

With a creaking sound.

The lacquered red door slowly opened a crack, and the doorman of the Xie Mansion walked out quietly.

Lu Ziyan raised his eyes and looked at the person who came, and a ripple appeared in his calm eyes.

The servant was stared at like this, his tone was a little nervous, and he unconsciously became respectful: "Master Lu, please go back, our eldest lady doesn't want to see you."

The man, who had never been turned away, frowned slightly, and his voice became cold for no reason: "Did she ask you to convey anything to me?"

The servant shook his head repeatedly: "No."

After saying this, he quickly retreated as if avoiding the plague.

The heavy door closed again. Lu Ziyan's face darkened completely. He stood there for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

The sky was getting darker and darker. Ming Jian behind him couldn't help but whispered, "Master, are we still waiting?"

Lu Ziyan glanced at him and said, "I told you to settle Liu Manrou down. How did the rumors in the capital come about?"

"This rumor is strange," Ming Jian understood what he meant, bowed slightly and said, "Miss Liu has been staying in the courtyard quietly these past few days, not even stepping out of the door. She has no confidants around her, so even if she wanted to, she would not be able to spread the news."

Lu Ziyan said nothing more. He was the one who trained Ming Jian. He was bold and careful in his work, and he trusted the judgment of his subordinates.

Who else could it be but Liu Manrou?
(End of this chapter)