Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

Lu Ming looked at her, and turned around halfway. After thinking for a moment, he turned back, "Although First Miss is arrogant, but there are always things that are unbefitting of a beauty, you should still learn to be sensible."

"Obeying others' arrangements is not a sensible thing to do. It's just stupid." Xi Mengyao heard him and said coldly, "The reason why you guys are advising people to understand the situation is simply because it is good for you."

Lu Ming could not help but chuckle as he looked at Xi Mengyao in shock.

She did not seem to be in any hurry to describe it. She had one foot on the embroidery stool. At this time, she actually took out a jar of rice wine from nowhere, poured it into a teacup and drank it up.

It seemed to be quite a grand occasion.

Now that the public was open to the public, the flow of business also carried along with it the atmosphere. In the capital, there were also many young misses who would follow the example of the Hu people and act as they pleased, but they were not as natural as this.

And Prime Minister Xi was a coward and a coward. He had always been the most conservative in the country, and he had always had a good reputation.

It was unknown how she raised such a daughter.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing that he did not leave and did not say a word, Xi Mengyao thought that this person must be planning something bad in her heart.

Previously, when she met this person, she already knew that this person's eyes were vicious and he wasn't someone easy to deal with. At this moment, there was still a conflict between them, so she had to be careful …

Speaking of which, this Xi Mengyao was originally a weak young miss … She wanted to use this different and valiant style to scare him, but would that be the opposite?

As Xi Mengyao thought about it, her heart also froze. Her eyes rolled a few times, but she did not say anything.

"I'm just curious, young miss' temper seems to be very different from elder's." Lu Ming said, and looked at Xi Mengyao up and down.

"Really? Since you're not me, how do you know what my temperament is like?"

Xi Mengyao said, she then placed down the wine jar and raised his head to look at him: "Young Noble is too confident."

"Perhaps that's the case. I'll definitely pass on tonight's words to the prince. However, allow me to say one more sentence, don't be too confident, Miss."

With that, he didn't linger any longer and left with a smile …

Seeing him leave, Xi Mengyao looked at him suspiciously for a long time before yawning. After closing the door, she frowned deeply.

Inside Prince Jing Mansion, the study was also brightly lit.

Song Chongjing had not recovered from his injuries, adding to the fact that the weather had turned cold, the cold air seeping into his bones, even he found it difficult to have any good dreams at night.

Adding on the fact that Lu Ming's Prime Minister's Mansion had not yet returned, it was unknown what he encountered.

Song Chongjing was even more worried, he only watched the military strategy once more from the study room. It was only at that ugly moment that Lu Ming returned. Seeing that the candle in his study was still lit, he knew that Song Chongjing was not asleep, so he directly went over and repeated what Xi Mengyao had said.

"That young lady is indeed strange. Her thinking is completely different and her personality is strong. She said that she didn't want to become someone's chess piece, so she didn't want to get married. That is something I didn't think of."

After Lu Ming finished, he shook his head with a smile.

After Song Chongjing heard this, he shook his head helplessly.

When Lu Ming thought about Xi Mengyao's appearance, he also thought that it was interesting. However, according to Song Chongjing's personality, if he made up his mind, he would not easily change it.

He could not bear to see her being bullied like this.

"I can see that this young lady can't be persuaded with words. Does Your Highness want to talk to her personally? Your subject sees that this person is intelligent and has unique views. If I could have a good talk with her …"

"No need." However, Song Chongjing frowned, and did not listen to what he had to say.

He looked at Lu Ming, and only saw that he was still standing at the side with his head bowed, without any other excuse. Only then did he feel that he was being a little excessive, and for some reason, he did not wish to hear more from Lu Ming.

Thinking about it, he had overthought things …

Thinking this way, he lowered his head and saw the words "shall we break this paragraph" on the scroll, so he cleared his throat.

"She wants to be a person of character. Let's see if she has the ability to do so. She's a subject, and her father is a subject. How can he disobey the decree? She just thinks that there's still time and isn't willing to give it up."

As he thought, he raised his head to look at Lu Ming. "Go and tell the Ministry of Rites and the matchmaker that, since it's a marriage ceremony by the emperor, even if it's a match bestowed by heaven, there's no need for them to be together anymore.

"Yes."

Lu Ming nodded his head, but he did not know why Song Chongjing had suddenly changed his mind.

Because of what happened earlier, he didn't dare to say too much. He could only sigh and helplessly shook his head. He was already thinking about what would happen if those words were heard by that young miss.

"It's likely another earth-shattering incident …"

The matchmaker is specialized in this, every day the biggest hobby, is to sit each family to lead the bridge.

Now that the marriage was set in stone, the date wasn't that big of a deal.

However, since the Prime Minister had taken a fancy to these, they couldn't help but waste their breath to make peace, lest the two sides be displeased. In the end, they considered it to be a matchmaking competition.

"What is the meaning of this prince? It is the eighth day of the next month. This is a good day. Although it is not as lucky as the previous day, Prime Minister, you should know that young miss …" "It's too long a dream."

The matchmaker lowered her voice.

The Prime Minister had been tormented by Xi Mengyao to the point that his lifespan was almost up, how could he even have the time to care about this? He only waved his hand, "It's settled, the earlier the better."

"Prime Minister, you're wise!"

The matchmaker had originally prepared a basket full of explanations, but now, not a single word was needed. She couldn't find any words to say and could only dryly praise him.

The Prime Minister didn't want to hear any more and sent him away. This was a major event after all, and he had to take only one step in front of the Madame Yun.

Unexpectedly, when Madame Yun heard this, he was shocked to the point that she broke out in cold sweat.

"This, this …"

"What is this!" The Prime Minister was displeased to see her stuttering.

"Master, the eighth day of the next month is the wedding date set by Third Prince. Furthermore, you have not forgotten what I told you before … "

Madame Yun lowered her voice and looked around. The Prime Minister actually couldn't remember for a moment, but seeing that she had made a gesture to pour the medicine, he remembered as well. He creased his brow and asked, "What, you haven't finished?"

"Master, it's only been a day, how can it be so fast?"

"Then you decide for yourself, it's not like it's some miracle medicine. Ten days isn't enough for you to buy medicine?"

The Prime Minister looked at her in confusion. Madame Yun was shocked, and almost revealed her original intention. "Enough, of course it's enough."

"As long as it's enough! "Don't bother me with this in the future."

"Yes." Madame Yun could only clench her teeth and send him away.

Naturally, Xi Mengyao was informed of this news as well.

After hearing that, he nearly died from anger!

However, even if she couldn't resist in the end, she could only grit her teeth and stare at the little girl who sent the message.

After the maid left, her eyes rolled back and she fainted. This gave the servants of the mansion a fright. If these words were spread out, it would inevitably lead to a bad taste.