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

Chapter 16 Persimmon
When the news reached Prince Dun's mansion, Chu Anlan was packing his luggage.

He asked angrily, "What?! How dare Lu Jilian snatch someone from me?!"

"Yes." The messenger stood at the door and described vividly: "Sir, it has spread all over the capital that Lu Jilian and Ye Wanqing are a perfect match made in heaven.

You, my prince, are just a clown."

"That's unreasonable!"

Chu Anlan was furious.

It would be fine if he just robbed his person, but he actually scolded him?

It’s so deceiving!
Chu Anlan rolled up his sleeves and said, "Get a sack and follow me to beat people up!"

Royal Palace, Qinzheng Hall.

Emperor Fengyang looked at the geomancy map sent by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory and asked, "What do you think of Lu Jilian, Your Majesty?"

Chu Gongxiao heard this and replied seriously: "Having Prince Lu is a blessing for Western Wei, and even more so for me, your son."

Emperor Fengyang nodded: "The Lu family has been around for a hundred years, and has produced many great generals. Lu Jilian is a rare talent that only appears once in a hundred years.

I intend to marry Wan Qing to him, what do you think?"

Marriage?

Chu Gongxiao was shocked: "But Wanqing likes Chu Anlan, and the two families have already decided on the marriage..."

"Even if they are engaged, so what? After the marriage, we can still divorce." Emperor Fengyang said indifferently: "Chu Anlan is not worthy of Wanqing."

Chu Gongxiao's eyes flickered slightly, he lifted up his robe and knelt on the ground: "I personally think that it would be great if Wanqing could marry Ji Lian.

However, in life, it is rare to meet someone who loves you.

This is especially true for women from aristocratic families.

As Wanqing's elder brother, I hope Wanqing can marry the person he loves and live together forever."

"Are you in love?"

Emperor Fengyang chewed over these four words again and again, looking at the handsome and gentle young prince with a gloomy expression: "You are really kind and soft-hearted."

Fortunately, the Western Wei Dynasty was peaceful and powerful.

……

Ye Mansion.

The carriage stopped outside the door.

Lu Jilian dismounted first and stood aside like a bamboo, waiting for Chu Yanrong and Ye Wanqing to get off the carriage.

He is a gentleman with good manners, knows when to act and when to retreat. No one can find any fault with him, which makes people like him even more.

Chu Yanrong's tone was much gentler: "Master Lu, you've made a lot of trouble to come here. The heat has not yet subsided. Why don't you come into the mansion and have a cup of tea?"

Lu Jilian's voice was as clear as a spring: "Ji Lian would be disrespectful to refuse it."

Ye Wanqing avoided Lu Jilian's eyes and said to Chu Yanrong, "Mother, Qing'er will go back to Jinghong Garden first."

"Go ahead." Chu Yanrong nodded.

She turned to Lu Jilian again: "Thank you, Master Lu, for what happened today."

"You are so polite, my lady."

Lu Jilian's eyes and eyebrows are gentle.

……

Back in the room, Ye Wanqing drank two cups of cold tea in succession.

The cool liquid flowed down her throat into her stomach, finally relieving the heat in her body and calming her restless heart.

Ever since the emperor summoned Lu Jilian, she has been feeling very agitated.

Lu Jilian once again cleared the matter for her.

She owed him a favor.

In the future, I have to find a way to repay this favor, so as to avoid further entanglement with him.

……

The flower hall is filled with the aroma of tea.

When Ye Hongwei learned that Marquis Dingyuan was proposing marriage to Lu Jilian, he was so happy that he almost accepted the marriage on the spot.

Unfortunately, things are unpredictable.

Seeing Lu Jilian again, Ye Hongwei was still happy.

As soon as he was happy, he invited Lu Jilian to have dinner at Ye's house and asked him to play chess with him...

Jinghong Garden.

Worried that Ye Wanqing was frightened in the palace today, Chu Yanrong specially asked Ye Chenxi to have dinner with her.

As sunset approached, Ye Wanqing had the food placed on the waterside pavilion in the courtyard.

The sun sets, the food smells delicious, it's a rare good time.

Ye Chenxi ate his pork elbow while saying, "Chu Xiaoyan is hosting a dinner party at Yipinju tonight and he wanted me to go too.

Look how good I am to you, I came back to have dinner with you." "Yes, big brother is the best."

Ye Wanqing was absent-minded.

Ye Chenxi's eyes lit up as he stared at the other elbow on the jade plate: "I'm so healthy, it's not too much to eat one more elbow, right?"

"Not too much."

Ye Wanqing raised her hand and personally moved the jade plate in front of Ye Chenxi.

Ye Chenxi's cheeks were stuffed with bulging, and he tilted his head and said, "Sister, when I saw you today, I felt that you were absent-minded.

Are you worried about An Lan?"

Ye Wanqing raised her eyes.

Her younger brother, who is the same age as her, lives a naive and innocent life.

And she was exhausted...

Ye Wanqing put down her chopsticks and asked Ye Chenxi, whose face had become squirrel-like from eating so much, "Chenxi, if I remain single for life or become a nun, will my elder brother think that I am ashamed?"

"Ah?" Ye Chenxi almost choked and stared: "Sister, you don't want to marry An Lan again?!"

"no……"

Ye Wanqing tried to explain.

Suddenly, the door of Jinghong Garden was pushed open.

The servant ran so fast that his face turned red. He leaned against the door frame and gasped: "Master, Miss, something big has happened... It's not good!"

Ye Wanqing turned around: "What's the matter?"

The servant swallowed his saliva and said with a dry mouth: "The prince of Prince Dun's mansion... dragged a sack... and was at the door, asking to see Master Lu."

"what?!"

Ye Chenxi stood up suddenly and his elbow fell out of his hand.

He anxiously grabbed the skirt of a maid beside him, wiped his hands vigorously, and shouted: "Why is he dragging the sack here? To cancel the engagement? To get the betrothal gift back? Or to beat Lu Jilian?"

The servant doesn't know either.

Ye Chenxi said anxiously: "I'll go take a look first!"

Having said that, he disappeared in a flash.

Ye Wanqing: “…”

She glanced at the barely touched food and turned to order, "Send it to the kitchen to keep it warm and give it to Big Brother as a midnight snack later."

The food was quickly cleared away.

Ye Wanqing stood in the water pavilion.

The setting sun shone obliquely through the gaps between the branches and leaves of the persimmon tree onto the vast pond, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene with floating light and golden sparkles.

The green carps rushed over, leaping again and again, trying to swallow the pieces of broken golden shadows. They bumped their heads and bled, but they still didn't stop...

Ye Wanqing was touched.

She walked out of the pavilion and came to the lush persimmon tree. She picked the two largest and best persimmons and walked out holding them in one hand.

There was a crowd of people gathered at the gate.

There were whispers inside the door and noise outside.

Before Ye Wanqing approached, she faintly heard Chu Anlan's voice: "I've already said that this prince has something to see Prince Lu.

What's the point of you stopping me like this?"

The housekeeper smiled apologetically: "Master Lu is playing chess with the Marquis. If you have anything to do, you can go to the Dingyuan Marquis's mansion to look for him another day."

Chu Anlan: "They said it was an urgent matter, why are you waiting for another day?"

The butler choked.

Ye Chenxi whispered to the side: "An Lan, please put away the sack first, it's scary..."

Chu Anlan snorted coldly.

Ye Wanqing stood behind the crowd, waved to Qianxi, whispered a few words to her, and handed the persimmon in her hand to her.

Qianxi nodded, holding the persimmons and going out, kneeling and bowing: "The persimmons in Jinghong Garden are so crisp and sweet. When I learned that the prince was coming, the princess specially picked two of the best ones and gave them to the prince to taste.

I wish you a safe journey and everything goes well."

persimmon?

Chu Anlan took two steps forward: "For me?!"

"Yes." Qianxi replied in a low voice.

Chu Anlan: “…”

The chest is filled with heat.

He took a deep breath and deliberately asked, "How many did Lu Jilian get?"

(End of this chapter)