Qin Yanning looked at the two of them in amazement. This action seemed a bit too explosive in this dynasty.

Shen Ziyu frowned and covered Qin Yanning's eyes with his hands.

Fortunately, Shen Yuanan did not continue, but got on his horse and took Qin Yurou away.

Shen Ziyu then lowered his hand that was covering Qin Yanning's eyes, "I didn't know your Majesty's son was such a person."

"I remember that Concubine Liang seemed to have verbally arranged a marriage between you two with Ning'er's mother."

Qin Yanning was stunned. What kind of Shura field was this?

She brought her future husband and witnessed the affair between Shen Yuanan, with whom she had a verbal engagement, and her sister?

"It's just a verbal engagement. There's no love between Ning'er and the Seventh Prince."

When Shen Ziyu heard Qin Yanning say this, he knew that she had misunderstood his meaning. He took Qin Yanning's hand and said, "What I meant is that fortunately Ning'er's engagement with him doesn't count."

"Having an affair without a matchmaker is unbecoming of a gentleman. This nephew of mine is truly absurd."

Shen Ziyu was the youngest son of the late emperor. From his birth until the late emperor's death when he was in his early teens, his studies were all taught by the late emperor himself.

He had been taught the principles of being a gentleman since he was a child. Although he did not require his nephews to be pure in heart and desire, he also looked down on Shen Yuanan's behavior.

Fortunately, my lovely little girl does not have to marry such a person, otherwise I don’t know how much trouble it would cause her.

By then, I'm afraid her inner voice will drive him to death.

Shen Ziyu squatted down again and walked back with Qin Yanning on his back.

Qin Yanning lay on Shen Ziyu's back, thinking about the things in the original owner's memory.