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

Chapter 61 Live for yourself
Chu Xiaoyan and the remaining teenagers said that they would stay in the room at night and wait for Chu Anlan to wake up before going home.

Chu Gongxiao couldn't help but sigh: "You two have a good relationship."

Several teenagers said yes with a smile.

Hearing this, Ye Wanqing felt a little weird.

The royal family members and noble families in Jindu have always liked to form groups of varying sizes, and play together in their own groups.

For example, Chu Anlan's group is full of playboys.

This group of playboys is centered around these two people.

One is Chu Anlan, the other is Chu Xiaoyan.

Although Chu Xiaoyan has been playing with this group of playboys for many years, he is also more or less on good terms with other young masters.

Thinking of the rebellion of Prince Duan in the previous life, Ye Wanqing vaguely felt that Chu Xiaoyan was no simple person.

A dandy, maybe not really a dandy.

In the previous life, after Prince Duan rebelled, many people were implicated and imprisoned. Some had their properties confiscated and beheaded, and some were exiled. Among them, there were many who were good friends with Prince Duan's son Chu Xiaoyan.

Because Chu Anlan died early, Prince Dun's Mansion avoided being implicated.

In this life, I wonder how the tense will develop?

Looking at the dark night, Ye Wanqing sighed softly.

……

The eldest princess's mansion.

Ye Hongwei sent someone to inform in advance that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would stay overnight, so Chu Yanrong sent someone to wait at the door early.

After everyone got off the carriage, Lu Jilian bowed to the prince and said, "I will come to pick you up tomorrow."

Chu Gongxiao nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work, Ji Lian."

Ye Hongwei coughed dryly and asked politely, "It's cold, would you like to go in and have a cup of hot tea, Master Lu?"

Lu Jilian smiled and said, "It's late at night, I won't disturb you anymore."

When the carriage disappeared down the long street, Ye Hongwei visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Gongxiao glanced sideways: "Is the Prince Consort afraid of Ji Lian?"

Ye Hongwei was stunned and said hurriedly: "The prince is joking, what should I be afraid of him doing?"

Chu Gongxiao smiled and said nothing.

However, when he looked at Ye Wanqing who was walking behind him with her head down, his eyes deepened.

Chu Gongxiao still feels regretful. Ji Lian is such a good young man from a noble family with a bright future, so why did his cousin choose that idiot?
It seemed that her engagement ceremony with Chu Anlan was about to begin.

If Chu Anlan can't wake up this time, then Ji Lian still has a chance.

Forget it, let them be.

He quickly stopped his thoughts.

Chu Gongxiao rested for a few hours.

At daybreak, Lu Jilian, who had just entered the palace for court, came to take the person away.

……

Jinghong Garden.

Ye Wanqing didn't sleep well that night.

In the fragmented and chaotic dream, she didn't know where she was.

At first, she was standing in the pleasure boat in the moat and saw with her own eyes a brown figure pushing Chu Anlan into the water.

Then, the person who fell into the water became her.

The cold water seemed to have iron hands, pulling her down desperately.

She struggled, but could only watch as the light above her head became increasingly thinner, the water surface moved further and further away from her, and finally she was forced to sink into the mud...

The silt was like a whirlpool, forming the high walls of Wantang Garden.

She was barefoot, standing under the red plum tree.

A small pink figure ran towards her crying, "Mom, where have you been all this time? I can't find you anywhere..."

Then, a pine-like and elegant figure came over with the wind and snow: "Madam."

lady?

Ye Wanqing suddenly reacted and returned to General Dingyuan's Mansion and Wantang Garden.

The little girl in pink is her and Lu Jilian’s youngest daughter, Lu Qingyi.

The man who called her Madam was Lu Jilian.

Lu Jilian...Ye Wanqing tried desperately to escape, but she couldn't move at all. She watched the two people getting closer and closer to her.

Lu Jilian, who had the power of 300,000 soldiers, looked not old at all even though he was middle-aged. He looked at her coldly, "Madam, why are you running away? Madam, you were born to be my wife and have children with me."

no!
She was born to be herself!

Ye Wanqing shook her head desperately.

However, she couldn't move at all.

She was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my wrist forcefully.

What catches the eye is a touch of fiery red.

The man grabbed her and said to Lu Jilian word by word: "You are wrong. She is Ye Wanqing, not anyone's wife, nor anyone's mother. She was born to live for herself!"

Ye Wanqing looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Chu Anlan..."

The young man's thin and not very broad hand pulled her away from Lu Jilian and the high walls of Wantangyuan, and brought her out of the deep mud.

On the water, ducks are playing and willows are swaying.

……

Ye Wanqing suddenly opened her eyes.

Ying Xiang heard the noise and pushed the door open and walked in: "Miss, don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

Ye Wanqing lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling of the tent.

Ying Xiang called her again.

A hoarse voice came from the bed curtain: "Chu Anlan..."

Ying Xiang thought she was asking about the prince's condition, so she quickly replied, "Madam sent someone to see the prince just after dawn. I think they will be back soon."

As he spoke, he walked forward, lifted the bed curtain, and helped Ye Wanqing get up to wash.

After washing up, Ye Wanqing finally became much more sober.

She regained her gentle and indifferent expression, went to the dining room to have breakfast with Chu Yanrong as usual, and obediently drank the medicine for her heart disease.

Chu Yanrong was in a bad mood: "Although An Lan is a bit of a playboy, he has never committed murder or arson. Tell me, who wants to kill him?"

Ye Wanqing was silent.

Killing people must be for profit.

Chu Anlan is just a playboy with no special talents. If there is anything that can be gained by killing him, perhaps the only thing left is his marriage and the title of king that he will inherit in the future.

It can't be that someone simply doesn't like him and wants to kill him, right?
Ye Wanqing has a headache.

Seeing the bruises under her eyes, Chu Yanrong comforted her, "An Lan will be fine, and the Crown Prince will investigate thoroughly. The engagement ceremony is coming soon, you need to take care of your body. Don't let An Lan recover and you fall down. You already have a heart disease, so don't worry too much."

"Mother, I'm fine." Ye Wanqing said softly, "I was just a little frightened last night and didn't sleep well. I believe in him, he will live a long life..."

He escaped the natural disaster that took his life in his previous life and survived successfully. In this life, he should live a long life and die of old age.

As the mother and daughter were talking, the housekeeper came to report: "Madam, Miss, news came back from Prince Dun's mansion that the prince woke up in the middle of the night."

Chu Anlan finally woke up!
Ye Wanqing's eyes brightened instantly.

"Great!" Chu Yanrong was overjoyed: "Qing'er, I just happen to be going to see Jingqiu, you can come with me!"

Ye Wanqing nodded: "Okay."

"You can't look like this, put on some makeup first." Chu Yanrong took her hand and said, "It just so happens that I got a lot of rouge and lip balm yesterday."

The mother and daughter went out and happened to meet Liao Fuyu.

Liao Fuyu asked them, "Princess, Qing'er, can you take me with you? I also want to go see An Lan."

Chu Yanrong said softly: "Of course."

The three of them rode in a carriage and headed to Prince Dun's palace together.

When they arrived at the door, Chu Xiaoyan, Ye Chenxi and several other young men happened to be following Lu Jilian out of the palace.

A group of people, with solemn expressions.

Seeing Chu Yanrong, several people quickly perked up and came over: "Your Highness, Princess, Princess, Miss Liao."

"Mother, sister..."

Liao Fuyu looked at Chu Xiaoyan happily and wanted to talk to him.

Helplessly, Chu Xiaoyan didn't even look at her.

She pursed her lips and stood beside Ye Wanqing sullenly.

(End of this chapter)