Back to the marriage proposal, helping the incompetent husband to rise to the top

Chapter 126 I regret it
Ye Wanqing came back to his senses and said slowly, "I am indeed of average talent, appearance and character, and I know that I am not a good match for Master Lu. But I think that this is not a reason for you, as an elder, to despise and humiliate me."

"What do you think?" Marquis Dingyuan looked at her coldly.

Ye Wanqing said word by word, neither humble nor arrogant: "Please apologize to this junior, my Lord."

Apologize?

How dare a junior, especially a girl who had just come of age, ask him, his elder, to apologize?
Dingyuan Hou held the cane tightly and said, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Ye Wanqing saw disbelief, suppressed anger and hostility in Marquis Dingyuan's eyes.

But she was not afraid at all.

Marquis Dingyuan clenched his back teeth, his cloudy eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

After a long while, he spoke in a hoarse and angry voice: "A woman like you who speaks rudely is really not worthy of Ji Lian! Even if Ji Lian likes you, it doesn't matter. As long as this Lord is alive, you will never be able to enter my Lu family!"

After saying that, he knocked his cane hard: "Someone, show the guest away!"

Upon hearing this, the attendant waiting in the corridor in the distance hurried over with an umbrella in hand: "My Lord..."

Dingyuan Hou shouted angrily: "Send the princess back!"

"No need to bother." Ye Wanqing adjusted her skirt and stood up calmly: "Knowing that the Marquis is anxious to bring honor to the Lu family, I wanted to give you a chance. But now it seems that the Marquis and the Lu family don't need it. In this case, I will take my leave first."

As she spoke, she bowed and without even looking at Marquis Dingyuan, she walked out of the pavilion.

Dingyuan Hou's old voice, almost gritting his teeth, came from behind: "What opportunity? What do you know?"

Ye Wanqing pretended not to hear and walked under the umbrella held by Yingxiang.

Marquis Dingyuan looked at the plain figure disappearing into the night, feeling so angry that he felt dizzy and as if there was a blockage in his lungs.

Upon seeing this, the attendant immediately stepped forward and patted him on the back: "My Lord, calm down."

Dingyuan Hou held his cane tightly and said, "Send someone to investigate. I want to know what this princess is up to!"

The attendant responded and turned to leave.

Marquis Dingyuan glanced at the growing raindrops and said, "Send another person to check on the eldest son and ask him if he knows he is wrong. If he knows he is wrong, let him come to see me."

The attendant replied, "Yes!"

A servant took two oil-paper umbrellas and hurried to the courtyard beside the teahouse.

……

When Ye Wanqing left the yard, Ye Hongwei had been waiting for a long time.

He first looked at his daughter as usual and asked, "Did Marquis Dingyuan embarrass you?"

Ye Wanqing wanted to shake her head, but changed her mind and nodded slightly.

Ye Hongwei's face instantly turned cold: "How did he embarrass you? Tell me, and I will seek justice for you."

"Father." Ye Wanqing stopped him, "It's not a big deal. Marquis Dingyuan felt that his daughter was not worthy of Master Lu. He said something against her and made him angry."

"Is there such a thing?" Ye Hongwei's face darkened. "The people of the Lu family are really ridiculous! It was their family that sent people to propose marriage. Now it is their family that slanders them when they can't get the marriage!
Dingyuan Hou is really old and senile. Does he really think that his grandson is a talent who can help the world and that no one can look down on him? Your father will take you back to your room to rest first, and then go see Lu Jilian who is still kneeling in the yard. "

Ye Wanqing's eyes moved slightly: "Father, actually, this matter is not that important. Once we leave this door, it will be gone with the wind."

"How can it be okay?" Ye Hongwei said in a deep voice, "You were a woman waiting to be married, but Lu Jilian took you away in front of everyone because of his own selfish desires, and then he knelt in the rain for you for a whole day. If the news gets out, how will others look at you?

In the past, I thought he was a gentleman, but how can his behavior today be called that of a gentleman?"

As he said that, he called the guards over and said, "Send the princess back to her room to rest."

The guard stepped forward: "Princess, please." The maid and the guard held an umbrella and carried a lantern, and escorted Ye Wanqing back to the courtyard.

……

The lights are dim and the night rain is drizzling.

Ye Hongwei walked through the corridors holding an umbrella. When he came to the stone path outside the teahouse, people from Dingyuan Marquis Mansion were there.

In the rain, Lu Jilian was kneeling straight as if in daytime.

After being in the rain all day, he looked pale and haggard, and his wet clothes stuck to his body, making him look even thinner.

The servant held up an umbrella and kept persuading him, "Master, you have been kneeling in the rain for a whole day. You can't kneel any longer! If you kneel any longer, your body won't be able to bear it! In less than ten days, you will have to take the palace examination. If you fall ill now, how will you perform in the examination?"

Lu Jilian's pale lips moved: "Father is just like you, and is only concerned about the palace examination in a few days?"

The servant replied, "The Marquis is naturally concerned about you and is also worried about the palace examination. After all, you are the young master of the Lu family, the future head of the family, and the champion of this year's examination. Young Master, please get up quickly. You really can't keep kneeling."

As he spoke, the servant grabbed Lu Jilian's arm and tried to help him up.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jilian raised his hand and used his pale and bony fingers to pry the servant's hand apart: "No need to help me."

The servant was so anxious that he almost cried: "Master, the rain in the mountains is so cold, and you are wet all day, how can you bear it? For a girl named Ye, are you willing to do this? When you pass the imperial examination, officially enter the court as an official, and become the head of the Lu family, what kind of woman can't you get?"

Homeowner?

Top pick?

Every word was like a thorn, piercing into Lu Jilian's heart again and again.

Apart from these identities, can't he be himself?

He finally moved his body: "My business is also yours, a servant. Do you think it's your business to take care of it? Slap me in the face."

The servant's eyes turned red, and he raised his hand and slapped himself on the right cheek: "I shouldn't have said so much, but I feel sorry for the eldest master."

Lu Jilian said hoarsely: "Slap him again."

The servant raised his cold hands and slapped himself on both sides of his face.

After a moment, Lu Jilian said, "That's enough."

The servant choked up: "Young Master..."

Lu Jilian looked up at the rain and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't think what I said to father was wrong. Tell father everything I said."

The servant wiped his burning face and said, "Yes..."

Lu Jilian was the only one left in the yard.

It had been raining all day, and the bluestone slabs were soaked with the chill, freezing cold.

In fact, Lu Jilian's knees and body no longer had much feeling. After kneeling for a long time, he seemed to have adapted to it.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, a dark shadow fell over his head.

He opened his slightly red eyes: "Prince consort?"

Ye Hongwei was wearing an ink-black cloak and holding an oil-paper umbrella. The hem of his cloak had already been wet by the grass and trees on both sides of the bluestone path.

He looked down at Lu Jilian and asked, "Why is this happening, Master Lu?"

Lu Jilian rolled his icy eyes, and his hoarse voice regained a hint of clarity: "Jilian is not talented, but I always thought that only I could match the princess. In the past, I was too conceited and didn't take the initiative to ask for marriage. Now, I regret it."

Ye Hongwei looked at him coldly: "There is no regret medicine in the world. Qing'er is about to marry Chu Anlan, and Master Lu should also find another noble lady to marry."