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

Chapter 17 Second Brother
Qianxi was confused, but still responded respectfully: "The princess cherishes persimmons and she kept them in previous years and was reluctant to pick them.

This year, I only picked these two.

Prince Lu, of course not."

At the gate of the mansion, Lu Jilian was stunned for a moment.

The fingertips hidden under the sleeves clenched a little deeper.

He walked out of the Ye family, looked at the young man on the steps with a gentle and gentle look, and asked with a smile: "I heard that the prince has something urgent to see me? Why don't you come to my house to talk?"

Chu Anlan turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

Chu Anlan originally came to settle accounts with Lu Jilian.

As a result, the accounts were not settled.

He held persimmons in one hand and a sack in the other, and sat in the carriage of Marquis Dingyuan's mansion, knee to knee with Lu Jilian.

As the carriage moved forward, it jolted from time to time, causing the two men's knees to bump into each other.

What is this thing called?
Lu Jilian suddenly spoke in a gentle voice: "Sir, don't you have something to tell me? We are almost at Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion."

Of course.

Chu Anlan sat up straight, smiled, and said bluntly: "Master Lu wants to marry Qing'er, right?"

My dear?

It’s so intimate.

It sounds a bit unpleasant.

Looking at Chu Anlan, who could not hide the truth and was eager to assert his sovereignty to him, Lu Jilian smiled at himself in his heart.

He, Lu Jilian, actually wants to compete for marriage with a young boy who has not even grown up yet?
Moreover, he was at a disadvantage?
Lu Jilian looked calm and spoke gently: "Ye Wanqing is a noble woman, well-educated, gentle and virtuous...

I am not talented, but I think I am a good match for her."

Chu Anlan: “…”

A good match?

What a match!

Chu Anlan smiled a little more and gritted his teeth: "Could it be that Prince Lu doesn't know that Prince Dun's palace has successfully proposed marriage?
What's going on? Do you want to snatch someone from me?"

grab?
"You are joking, my Lord." Lu Jilian said gently, "A gentleman loves a beautiful lady. I just want to compete fairly with you and find a good marriage for myself."

Chu Anlan couldn't sit still anymore.

He stopped smiling and showed the persimmon in his hand to Lu Jilian: "This is a token of love from Wanqing to me. I am the only one in her heart.

This prince is kind-hearted and advises Prince Lu to give up as soon as possible and find another beautiful woman.

You are already old, and if you don’t get married soon, it will easily lead to problems.”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Jilian chuckled: "As for marriage, it's still uncertain who will be the one until the final moment."

Chu Anlan: “…”

He sneered, "I knew you were a black-hearted hypocrite."

Facing his ridicule, Lu Jilian remained unmoved, his tone still as gentle as the wind: "Compared to me, how much better can the prince be?"

Chu Anlan sneered: "Qing'er likes me."

Lu Jilian paused and said, "For a girl in the boudoir, reputation is the most important thing. The prince acted rashly. Has he considered the reputation of the princess?"

Chu Anlan: "Qing'er likes me."

Lu Jilian: “…”

Chu Anlan finally won a game and felt much better.

He continued, warning, “Wan Qing and I are in love, and when I return from Yinxu County, I will immediately go to the Ye family to propose marriage.

If you dare to snatch someone away when I'm not around, I can't guarantee what I'll do."

Lu Jilian stared at him with eyes as calm as water.

In the gradually darkening night, Lu Jilian's amber eyes were clear and bright, as if wrapped in a layer of crystal clear ice.

Chu Anlan looked at him.

After a moment, Lu Jilian spoke gently, "It's getting late, Prince Dun, I wish you a smooth trip to Yinxu County, and hope you leave early... and come back early."

Chu Anlan was thrown onto the street.

Lu Jilian's carriage disappeared in the long street.

In the night, the servants and guards of Prince Dun's mansion ran towards him on foot: "Prince! Prince, wait for us..."

Chu Anlan: "Tsk."

He held the persimmon in his arms and strode back to the palace. The next day.

As soon as the city gate opened, dozens of horses poured out of the south gate.

A dozen young men rode their horses together and said, "See you on Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"Can you make it back in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival?" a teenager asked.

Prince Duan Chu Xiaoyan said: "Except An Lan, everyone should be able to make it back, right? An Lan went to Yinxu County, which is the farthest place."

The young men all looked at Chu Anlan.

Even when traveling through mountains and rivers to go to work, Chu Anlan still wears a bright red suit and a high ponytail, looking as exquisite as a groom who can enter the bridal chamber at any time.

He held the reins in one hand and a green tomato in the other: "I will never be able to come back."

“Pah, pah, pah!” Chu Jingzhe, the Prince of Huayao County, spat, “Children speak without restraint, Amitabha, Chu Anlan is talking nonsense!
An Lan, quickly apologize to the Buddha!"

"Ha ha……"

Chu Anlan laughed non-stop.

Chu Xiaoyan glanced at the time and urged, "It's getting late. Let's hurry up and talk when we get back to Beijing."

"See you!"

The horses neighed, and the young men who had gathered together dispersed in the blazing morning sun, each running towards the official road heading south.

The bright red color of the horse riding in the front is particularly dazzling, and it goes farther and farther...

On the city floor.

Ye Chenxi said: "Sister, go back."

The gauze curtains on the fence swayed in the morning breeze.

Ye Wanqing stood still: "Let's enjoy the breeze for a while."

"Oh……"

Ye Chenxi stood there obediently.

Ye Wanqing calculated the date and asked, "Is my second brother coming home soon?"

"That should be it." Ye Chenxi squinted in the sun, "My second brother and his classmates have been studying with Master Yao for two years.

They may have traveled all over the territory of Western Wei."

"That's great." Ye Wanqing said in a soft voice.

Soon, a high cloud of dust was raised on the official road heading south to Yinxu County.

Ye Chenxi stretched his neck curiously: "Why is there so much dust in the summer? It shouldn't be like this."

"They are soldiers from the South Camp." Ye Wanqing replied.

The emperor finally dispatched soldiers to follow Chu Anlan and his party to evacuate the local people in Yinxu County...

In this life, Chu Anlan's fate is still unknown.

However, the lives of thousands of people in Yinxu County should be saved.

Ye Wanqing withdrew her gaze from the distant official road: "Chen Xi, go home."

Ye Wanqing had no idea what Chu Anlan and Lu Jilian talked about in the carriage last night.

Everything in Beijing remains the same.

The only difference is that there are no more dandy young men who play with cats and dogs, ride horses on the streets, and laugh all day long.

Although only a dozen people were missing, Jindu seemed to become quiet all of a sudden.

Fortunately, this tranquility did not last long.

Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

In the Western Wei Dynasty, Mid-Autumn Festival was a major festival with the same status as New Year's Eve.

As soon as August begins, Beijing becomes bustling with every household making decorative lanterns and hanging lanterns in preparation for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Ye family is no exception.

These days, people from the weaving institute came several times to adjust the palace attire for Chu Yanrong and Ye Wanqing to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

After sending the people away, Chu Yanrong ordered the servant to close the door: "Wanqing, Chen Ting sent a letter saying that he is on his way back to Beijing.

You and Chenxi, do you want to pick him up?"

Second brother?

Ye Wanqing's eyes, which had been dim for many days, suddenly brightened up: "Is my second brother really back?"

(End of this chapter)