Chapter 6 Marriage Certificate

In the middle of the night, he finally pulled himself out of the messy account books, rubbed his tired eyelids, looked up, and saw that the boy was still kneeling there. After all, he was his spoiled son. How could he bear to do this to him?

"The city is so dark and the dew is so heavy, why are you doing this?"

He pulled his son's cold hand and tried to get him to stand up. His knee must have been swollen.

"Dad, I can't afford it. You know, this marriage will ruin my sister's happiness. But if we are not willing at all, the entire Wei Mansion may be destroyed..."

If I had made friends with one or two high officials in the court earlier, would the Wei Mansion have had someone to support it?

If I had presented more treasures to the palace in the early years, would I have gained the emperor's mercy?

If I had realized the feelings between Hui'er and Ziyan earlier, would everything have been possible?

If I hadn't been so greedy for fame and fortune, and hadn't accepted the imperial edict

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if

if……

On a late night in mid-autumn, Father Wei listened to his son's chattering accompanied by the sad chirping of cicadas. He turned his back and raised his face, letting his sorrow turn into tears and flow into his heart.

The next morning, Wei Qingcheng was applying the powder that Ah Wu had bought earlier on her face.

I thought that my father only told me to go back to my room last night, but I couldn't give up halfway, especially when it concerns my sister's happiness.

How can he put on makeup to make himself look more pitiful? He planned to kneel in front of his father's door again today.

"Master, Master!" Awu knocked on the door.

"Enter!"

"Master, the master said, cough cough your face..."

"This is called blush, what do you know ()"

"That blush isn't meant to be put on the cheeks!"

Wei Qingcheng clicked her tongue: "Let's get down to business, what did father say?"

"The master told me to give this to you." Awu said as he held a red cloth bag in both hands.

He opened the bag and took out a roll of red cloth. He had seen this thing before in his previous life. It was a marriage certificate.

It had a long string of words written on it, like "the two families have concluded a happy marriage" and "they have become a perfect couple", but the signature area was blank.

Wei Qingcheng suddenly understood what his father meant. He asked Awu to grind ink, picked up the pen, left a blank line, and wrote his name.

Seeing that the bag was not empty, he took out a letter, which was addressed to Prince Xuan. I guess my father was afraid that Xie Jingyu would blame him, so he did not open it.

He slapped Awu, who had been opening his mouth since he saw his name written, and woke him up, and ordered him to send the cloth bag to Prince Hexuan's palace on horseback.

The slender fingers soaked a face towel in water and wiped the skin that was reddened by herself.

But I heard the servant announce that Master Zhang was coming, and then I heard his voice before I saw him.

"Qingcheng, let me tell you, your guard is really good at seducing women!"

Wei Qingcheng put the face towel in the basin and followed the sound to the front hall. The servant at the door immediately came in to tidy up the room.

He had guessed it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face: "Guard? Which guard? Why are you seducing women?"

Zhang Zeyu clapped his hands and said, "It's that Wang Yu. It's all over the capital. The third daughter of Minister Sun's family, whom my aunt intended to introduce to you, somehow hooked up with your guard. Now, she has disregarded her reputation and said that she is deeply in love with Wang Yu. It has caused a sensation in the city.

He stretched his neck and looked into the yard: "Hey, where is Wang Yuren? Wasn't he guarding the front yard before? Why is he not here today?"

Wei Qingcheng's eyes moved slightly, and the servant took small but quick steps to bring tea and snacks. He looked at the little fat man and said, "Drink some water. Wang Yu asked for leave a few days ago, and I didn't even know that he was doing this during this period of time."

He stroked the wall of the cup and sighed in his heart. In fact, he was not very responsible in that marriage. He did not care about his wife's inner feelings and only thought about living a good life. He was not a good husband.

Now when I hear about their story, I won't be jealous. Just let it go. Just let them be and don't talk about revenge. If they don't bother me in the future, I don't want to waste my stolen time on people who are not worth it.

He spoke again: "If they... are really in love, I will let Wang Yu go to the Sun family, which will be a good thing."

Zhang Zeyu was still thinking about chatting with his friends about this interesting story, but when he saw that Wei Qingcheng was not interested, he rested his fan against his chin.

"Qingcheng, aren't you curious about how Wang Yu managed to seduce the Third Miss of the Sun Family to be loyal to him?"

"I don't want to know. Maybe it's just that we hit it off. Don't talk about this anymore. I have a few paintings here. Let's go take a look!"

Be it loyalty, affection, or just similarities, it has nothing to do with me in the future.

Wei Qingcheng's mind suddenly became clear. Now that she had a chance to start over, instead of harboring hatred and punishing herself, it would be better to stay away from bad people and bad things and live a good life. This was the right thing to do.

Her tender red lips, stained with tea, were slightly curved upwards, and her posture revealed an unconscious elegance and grace as she walked.

Zhang Zeyu bent his fingers and clenched them tightly, following him foolishly.

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Hexuan Palace

"Is this what he wrote personally?" The man's fingers brushed over the three words, with an imperceptible joy between his brows, his chin trembling slightly, and his lips tightly pursed.

"Yes, yes, Your Highness," Awu stood trembling on the ground covered with black stone bricks, not daring to breathe.

"He...did your master say anything?" Xie Jingyu looked at the marriage certificate over and over again.

"No, Your Majesty."

"Do you look unhappy?" The man looked up and observed Awu's expression.

"?" Awu looked up at the honorable prince with some doubt. The young master's future husband was indeed handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He was a good match for his young master. He then came to his senses, hurriedly lowered his head, and bent his waist even lower.

Damn it, this is the prince, not as approachable as the young master. Why am I so dazed today? I heard the man's low voice again.

"Nothing more. Go back and tell your son that I have accepted this marriage certificate. I will come to propose marriage in three days. Tell him not to worry about the rumors in the capital. There is no difference between men and women. I don't care about those things."

"yes"

Ah Wu hurried into the room. Wei Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the red cloth bag in his hand was gone.

"How is it? What did the prince say? How does he look? Is he not angry?"

Ah Wu bowed, eyes wide open: "Sir, why are you saying the same thing as the prince? Could it be that -"

The legendary couple look? Ah Wu swallowed the second half of the sentence. He still didn't know why his son suddenly had such a relationship with the prince, and he was afraid of saying something wrong and hurting his son.

Wei Qingcheng was still a little uneasy: "What a mess, tell me!"

Awu told Wei Qingcheng those words. Suddenly, his face turned red and he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"Okay, got it."

A Wu said again: "Sir, that's right, don't you think the prince is a little casual?"

"Um?"

"He later said that it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, it's quite casual, you have to be careful (ˇˇ)"

The slender finger tapped Awu's forehead and said, "You, which sentence did he say? What you said now is not the same as what you just quoted."

"That's the same idea, sir."

"Different fool!"