Princess Fu'an finally met her future daughter-in-law in the evening.

To be honest, seeing her son's tender and affectionate behavior towards that girl, she almost didn't recognize him.

After all, Qiao Xuanwen used to be a very carefree person, but now he seems to have matured a bit.

Even though he was already holding the girl's hand, his eyes were still fixed on her, clinging to her.

Princess Fu'an suspected that if she hadn't sent someone to call them, her son probably wouldn't have been willing to bring anyone out at this moment.

When her son led the group in, Princess Fu'an smiled broadly and said, "This must be Miss Liuyin. Please don't be so formal and take a seat."

“Yes, Madam,” Liuyin replied, bowing slightly, her voice soft.

Qiao Xuanwen was somewhat displeased and pulled Liu Yin up. "Yin'er, you should call her Mother. Besides, we're all family, there's no need to worry about these things."

“Xuanwen is right.” Princess Fu’an looked at her son’s matter-of-fact manner with some helplessness. “From now on, we are all family. You can call me Mother just like him.”

In Princess Fu'an's eyes, Liuyin was beautiful, delicate, and gentle.

Even though she came from royal family and considered herself to have seen many beauties, she couldn't help but be stunned when she first saw Liuyin.

With such beauty, it's no wonder her son fell in love at first sight and insisted on marrying her.

"Yes, Mother," Liu Yin replied, her cheeks flushed and her head bowed.

Seeing Liuyin's delicate and shy appearance, Princess Fu'an sighed inwardly.

She never imagined that her son would like such a gentle girl.

But it's good now, the girl is beautiful, so the child's appearance will naturally be good too.

After the two sat down, Qiao Xuanwen kept putting food on Liu Yin's plate.

In his opinion, Liuyin was too thin and weak. Although he liked her that way, she still needed to eat more to improve her health.

Suddenly, Qiao Xuanwen noticed that someone was missing during the meal. He looked at the seat that originally belonged to Marquis Wanning and was somewhat puzzled.

"Mother, where is my father?"

This is very rare.

Ever since Marquis Wanning discovered that his son was neglecting his duties and spending his days playing with other young noblemen, he set rules for Qiao Xuanwen.

He must return home for dinner every night, and then he is not allowed to leave the house.

Marquis Wanning didn't care how early his son left, he only required him to come back at night. In order to set an example, he also came back every night to have dinner with his family.

Previously, I had never missed a single day.

When Princess Fu'an heard her son's question, she thought of her husband's anxious look and found it somewhat amusing.

He went to the study, but his mind wandered off somewhere else.

Marquis Wanning had only been sitting in his study for a short while when he couldn't help but come to discuss it with his wife.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, he hoped that his son's marriage could be settled as soon as possible.

Princess Fu'an naturally agreed to this, as she also wanted her son to get married as soon as possible.

The reason the two agreed so quickly was actually because of Qiao Xuanwen's absurd behavior.

In the Yan state, men could marry at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and some even earlier.

Princess Fu'an had mentioned marriage to Qiao Xuanwen when he was eighteen, but he didn't want to get married at the time.

Princess Fu'an didn't think much of it, since her son hadn't had his coming-of-age ceremony yet, so it didn't matter if it was a little later.

But when she brought it up again two years later, Qiao Xuanwen explicitly refused.

In his eyes, it's enough that he's happy on his own.

Besides, the bed in his room was only so big; it was already too small for him to sleep alone, so how could he possibly add another person?

He had met most of the noble ladies in the capital, but none of them appealed to him. He couldn't bear the thought of sharing a room with someone he didn't like.

If he doesn't want to, no one can stop him. He even said that if anyone forces him, he will become a monk.

Princess Fu'an and Marquis Wanning originally planned to let things take their course, thinking that their son would naturally want to get married when the time came.

Neither of them expected this day to come so quickly; they thought they would have to wait several years.

Although the girl's social status was somewhat low, her son still liked her.

"Don't you want to get married soon? Your father will go and see which auspicious days are coming up."

As Princess Fu'an spoke, she couldn't help but glance at her son's expression, and sure enough, there was an undisguised smile on his handsome face.

"Really?" Qiao Xuanwen was pleasantly surprised. He turned to look intently at Liu Yin and couldn't help but take her hand. "Yin'er, we can get married soon."

"Mm." Liuyin nodded with a smile.

Liuyin's face is really deceptive.

At first glance, she exudes a pitiful and endearing shyness, making her truly irresistible.

Princess Fu'an was a little worried at this moment. Her son was too gentle and soft-hearted and couldn't be controlled.

This girl was originally an orphan and not from the capital.

She had only met Xuanwen yesterday, and he had brought her back to his residence. She probably didn't know about his reputation in the capital.

If her husband becomes a gambler in the future, will she be able to stand it?