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

Chapter 64 The reception banquet

The wife of Prince Dun said, "From the beginning, I thought Fu Yu's straightforward personality was very cute, and I thought, if I have another son, I will definitely let him marry you. Then, we will be a family. Now, it's great, we really have become a family. Although Prince Duan is also a playboy, he is a little more mature and sensible than An Lan. You two are a perfect match."

Liao Fuyu blushed when she was told: "I am not as good as Fu Jin said..."

Chu Yanrong smiled and joked: "Although Xiaoyan is a bit of a dandy, his appearance is still among the top ten in the capital. What's more, he is a good boy with a sense of righteousness."

Liao Fuyu's face was burning.

Ye Wanqing walked in at this moment: "Mother, Fu Jin."

Seeing her, Liao Fuyu seemed to have seen a savior: "Qing'er, you are finally here! It's so cold outside, come quickly, I will warm your hands!"

Ye Wanqing walked over with a smile.

Prince Dun's wife looked at her tenderly, "I heard from the servants that An Lan refused to take the medicine, which made the imperial physician very angry. Qing'er, he didn't make trouble for you, did he?"

Ye Wanqing replied softly: "The prince is very well behaved."

After she finished speaking, she felt that this statement was a bit strange, so she changed it: "The prince was very cooperative and drank the medicine without leaving a drop..."

Prince Dun's wife and Chu Yanrong looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes.

At this time, Liao Fuyu smiled and said, "See, Fu Jin, I told you that you were worrying too much. The prince will definitely listen to Qing'er!"

Prince Dun's wife smiled and covered her lips: "Indeed, I worry too much."

Chu Yanrong also laughed.

Ye Wanqing took the tea handed over by the maid and took a few sips to moisten her throat. "Don't talk about me, let's talk about Fu Yu. Fu Yu, you and Prince Duan will get married in March next year. Have you made any progress on the wedding dress?"

After hearing this, Liao Fuyu's complexion gradually returned to normal.

She curled her lips and said, "Although the marriage was arranged by the Emperor, my stepmother doesn't like me, so I have to figure out the wedding dress myself. I don't ask her for anything, I just hope she will give me all the dowry my mother left for me."

Hearing this, Chu Yanrong and Prince Dun's wife, who were both mothers, looked at each other and saw heartache in each other's eyes.

Ye Wanqing looked at Chu Yanrong: "Mother."

Chu Yanrong nodded slightly and said, "Fu Yu, if you have no idea about the wedding dress, I can help you find a solution."

"Really?" Liao Fuyu was delighted to hear that.

"Of course it's true." The princess said gently, "There are many embroiderers with excellent embroidery skills in my house. If you don't mind, you can let them make your wedding dress. You can just take the last stitch later."

"But..." Liao Fuyu looked at Ye Wanqing hesitantly: "What about Qing'er's wedding dress?"

Chu Yanrong said: "Qing'er's wedding dress was embroidered by someone else."

Prince Dun's wife also laughed and said, "Since the Princess's Mansion has an embroiderer, then I will buy you some jewelry, okay?"

Ye Wanqing said: "Fuyu, what style of wedding dress do you want? You can tell me and I will draw a pattern for you."

Liao Fuyu's eyes were red: "Thank you, Princess, thank you, Fu Jin... and Qing'er, you are so kind to me!"

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Liao Fuyu stayed in Jinghong Garden for two days.

The engagement ceremony was approaching, and Ye Wanqing was busy finishing the return gift for Chu Anlan, adjusting the size and ironing the hem of the robe.

During this period, he was also busy helping Liao Fuyu draw patterns.

She didn't have time to see Chu Anlan, so she asked Ye Chenxi to send the little fox to Prince Dun's mansion and also sent some desserts to Chu Anlan.

Ye Chenxi came back and said, "An Lan has been very obedient these days. He does whatever the imperial physician tells him to do. The emperor gave him the best medicine, and his internal injuries have healed a lot. The external injuries have all scabbed off, leaving only some pink scars..."

Ye Wanqing felt much more relieved.

It is almost the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The Ye Mansion had been decorated with festive red palace lanterns inside and outside, and all the servants in the mansion had received new clothes in advance.

There was a festive atmosphere in the mansion.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, there was a heavy snowfall.

Before the city was closed due to heavy snow, Ye Chenting rushed back from Yinxu to attend his sister's engagement ceremony.

It was not yet dark and the city gates were wide open.

In the snow, the torches soaked in kerosene burned particularly vigorously. Inside the doorway, a carriage was parked quietly.

This carriage has been parked here since the afternoon. No one dares to ask where the person in the carriage is going, and no one dares to ask who he is waiting for.

The guards and the carriages did not interfere with each other.

Soon, three horses came against the wind and snow.

The guard at the city gate looked up and carefully identified him before asking uncertainly, "Is this the second son of the Princess's mansion?"

Ye Chenting nodded slightly: "That's right."

The guards quickly moved the horses blocking the city gate away and let the people in.

Ye Chenting shook off the snow and wind, thanked him, and was about to ride into the city when he suddenly saw the curtain of the carriage in the doorway being lifted.

The person in the car was dressed in white: "Chen Ting."

Ye Chenting was a little surprised: "Ji Lian?"

Lu Jilian stood beside the carriage, his eyes gentle and calm: "I heard that you were returning to the capital today, so I came here to wait for you after the court session. Chen Ting, would you like to have a drink with me? Just consider it a welcome for you."

Ye Chenting was confused.

Of course he knew that the marriage proposal from Dingyuan Marquis was rejected, but he had a good relationship with Ji Lian, so he kept silent about the matter.

In two days, Qing'er will hold her engagement ceremony with Chu Anlan. Why did Ji Lian come to see him now?
Despite his doubts, Ye Chenting still nodded and said, "Let's go."

The horse was thrown to the attendant, and Ye Chenting got on Lu Jilian's carriage.

The carriage was covered with soft cushions, and was equipped with charcoal fire, tea stove, and snacks.

Lu Jilian handed over a brand new pine green brocade robe and said, "You are soaked through. Change into clean clothes first."

Ye Chenting took it and said, "You are well prepared."

The bamboo curtain in the car was pulled down. Ye Chenting tidied himself up behind the curtain and changed into clean clothes. He immediately felt a lot more refreshed.

The carriage drove into the city and headed towards Qingfengju.

The waiter led the guests into the private room and quickly served the wine and food.

Lu Jilian handed the warmed wine to Ye Chenting: "Have a drink to get rid of the cold."

Ye Chenting took it and hesitated to speak: "Ji Lian, you..."

Lu Jilian raised his wine glass, his face showing a trace of fatigue: "I have a day off tomorrow, please drink a few glasses with me."

Ye Chenting had no choice but to raise his head and drink.

The two of them drank one cup after another.

It was the first time that Ye Chenting knew that Lu Jilian could drink so much.

The wine was aged wine brought from the wine cellar of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion. Lu Jilian drank a jar and a half in one breath.

Seeing that he was about to pour wine again, Ye Chenting quickly stopped him: "Ji Lian, is there anything bothering you?"

Lu Jilian held the wine jar and looked at him for a long while before he spoke in a low voice: "What's wrong with me?"

Ye Chenting was startled: "You are indeed very good..."

"Really?" Lu Jilian asked him with a disappointed look on his face: "Then why didn't she choose me?"

After knowing each other for more than ten years, Ye Chenting had never seen Lu Jilian like this.

In his eyes, Lu Jilian was always polite and calm, and was the benchmark of etiquette and knowledge among the young masters of Jindu families.

Today, she rarely lost her composure in front of him.

And, for his sister?
Ye Chenting had mixed feelings: "Ji Lian, there are countless noble ladies from aristocratic families in Jindu who are of marriageable age, and many of them are suitable for you."

Lu Jilian lowered his eyes and looked at the wine glass: "But, those are not her."

Ye Chenting was silent.

As the night deepened, the wind grew stronger and the snow became heavier.

(End of this chapter)