Madam Hong was surprised: "So fast?"
Not only was the marriage arranged suddenly, but the wedding date was also set hastily.
She thought she could match them up as a couple, but she didn't expect that none of these grandsons would have this blessing.
Yan Funing was pulled by Madam Hong to sit beside her and replied softly, "It's a little faster."
"What's the hurry?" Yan Bojian glanced around. "Master Fu isn't in the least bit anxious about other matters, but he's extremely anxious about marrying my sister. He can't wait to marry her tomorrow."
After saying this, he glanced at Hong Li with unexpected depth.
As expected, Hong Li's face turned pale immediately.
He stood up and bowed, "Grandma, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."
Madam Hong sighed and waved her hand.
Hong Li then withdrew.
Hong Laoba lowered his voice: "You misunderstood!"
But what’s the point of thinking about those things now?
Caiyu agreed, carrying the gift and walking slowly.
Yan Bojian, Zhenfeng and Caiyu hurriedly followed.
So the brother and sister told their grandmother.
There is still one gift left, which is for my seventh uncle.
The brother and sister started walking again.
"Yan Funing is not a foxy woman. I asked him to stay away from you, but why did he listen?"
Zhenfeng also said: "Eldest sister comes to the Hong family less frequently, and meets with the Seventh Branch of the Hong Family more often. You are really insulting me by scolding me like this."
On the way, Yan Bojian called out to a monk, "Is the Seventh Master and the Seventh Madam here?"
"It's also a concern. You just think that your seventh cousin is a little strange."
After hearing that, Yan Funing walked away from the window.
You must understand that you and your seventh aunt have no bad relationship at all.
"Is there anything I misunderstood?" the man laughed. "He's my only child, and he must listen to me. My heart is broken."
"This time it was grandma who called you over. As a grandchild, how could you just listen to grandma?"
Yan Funing said this and asked the nanny to take the gift from her grandmother back to her room.
However, Mr. Hong had already returned to the yard. Yan Funing and Yan Bojian looked at each other and decided to send the gift over.
The seven of them went to the corridor.
"Master Fu is young and promising, and my cousin is smart and capable. They are a perfect match."
As soon as you shouted, the door to the hall opened immediately.
He just said, "He just did what he was told. You have no sense of propriety."
Yan Funing frowned.
"Today we are here to spread the good news, and the gifts should be delivered to each family. Excuse me, sister, let's send the gifts back to the seventh room and go back to the backyard."
The men gathered around and congratulated him.
After saying that, Yan Bojian pointed in the direction of the seventh room's flower hall and walked side by side with Yan Funing.
After leaving the seven-room courtyard, we walked through a long corridor and continued to the back.
"Yan Funing has been betrothed to Fu Ciyi, mother. Even if he refuses to marry you, you will still be a powerful new minister."
Even if my mother saw through my thoughts, I would still let the past pass.
"His grandmother called him over this time and he obeyed. Why did he obey this time?"
He raised his hand and asked Caiyu and Zhenfeng to bring over the prepared gifts.
The brother and sister said yes and left the main hall.
The master greeted him and said, "Seventh Master has left the yamen. Seventh Madam and Seventh Master are in the flower hall. Do you need me to help Uncle Duo to inform them?"
"My third brother and I have been busy with business and rarely come to visit grandma. It is only right that we pay our respects."
A moment ago, the brother and sister arrived at the flower hall in great confusion.
"Go ahead." Madam Hong Li nodded. "Let's have dinner early today."
How come the other party doesn't have so much hostility towards you?
"My cousin is getting married, congratulations."
"Mother, when has your son ever listened to you?" Shan An sighed. "Yan Funing came to your house today to tell you the good news. You and Fu Ciyi's wedding was scheduled for the fourth day of last month. The marriage has been granted and the wedding date has been set. Mother, your son and you will always be together."
"He noticed it, too."
"Did he? He's your son. How could you, as his mother, know what he's thinking? When the Prince of the Southwest came to our house, he accidentally learned that I had no contact with Yan Funing, so he asked about every little thing about Foxy. No matter how badly he tried to cover it up, how could he escape the eyes of a mother like you?"
Caiyu asked, "Sister, are we going to have a discussion right here?"
The gifts from several uncles were just being taken back by the cousins present.
When they got to the flower hall, he deliberately raised his voice: "Is Madam Hong Qi here? Your eldest sister ordered you to deliver a gift."
"It's your own wedding, and you're here to announce the good news yourself. Naturally, you have to follow the etiquette. It's considered an injustice."
By the way, teach Mr. Hong how to be a good person.
"Cai Yu, he's walking and shouting, just say you're bringing gifts. Just pretend we heard what he said just now." Yan Funing ordered.
Cai Yu speculated loudly, "From what I heard just now, it seems that Cousin Hong Duoye hates my eldest sister, while Madam Hong Qi wants me to be with my eldest sister. My eldest sister doesn't have a son-in-law, so Cai Yu is the one who cares about what others do. What's infuriating is that Madam Hong Qi is my eldest sister's seventh aunt, so how can she call my eldest sister a foxy woman?"
If my mother had not asked me to do so, and if I had listened to my grandmother's arrangement, Yan Funing would be my fiancée now.
The good news was also passed on to the seventh branch of the Hong family.
Yan Bojian raised his hand and Zhenfeng went over quietly.
I just heard Master Qifang say that Aunt Seven and Old Hong were both in the flower hall, but now all the doors and windows in the hall were closed.
Yan Bojian understood and quickly pulled his sister into the closed window.
"He finally told the truth." The man's voice was clearly filled with anger. "They have been deceived by the vixen!"
If Mr. Hong were still alive, he would let me take him away.
Madam Hong Qi came out with a smile on her face: "It's Fu Ning who's here."
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