The tailors said yes.
Fu Ciyi then took off her wedding gown.
After leaving the tailor shop, the three of them went to the pavilion and sat down.
Di Feng was guarding outside the pavilion, and no one else could get close.
Seeing this, Fu Ciyi asked, "Father-in-law, do you have something to say to me?"
"The Emperor has recently been searching for a new Prime Minister." Yan Cheng then instructed, "Ci Yi, please go to the Imperial Study more often, whether you have something to do or not."
Fu Ciyi asked, "Father-in-law, what you mean is that if the Emperor asks about the selection of the Prime Minister, I will recommend you, father-in-law?"
"Are you stupid?" Yan Cheng scolded.
He is already a duke of the current dynasty. If he becomes the chief minister of the cabinet, he will hold great power.
Then wasn’t the previous taking away of the Yan family’s military power just a joke?
Then the doorman's voice came again: "Sister Yan'er, if you can leave the house, please go out!"
Otherwise, he would just live a comfortable life as a Duke.
Hou Yuanren said, "I heard that Master Fu was coming to propose marriage, so you wanted to come and see him. But you just vomited, so you came a little early."
Fu Ciyi is a son-in-law after all, but not a formal son-in-law.
But in his heart he thought, I never thought that the Fu family could offer such a small betrothal gift.
Besides, it would be fine to just scold your own son like this.
Madam Qiduo also whispered: "You are Xu!"
"Yes, he does understand." Yan Cheng said directly, "If he wants to marry Fu Ning and spend his life with her, he must have no power under his command. Do you understand?"
It made me feel like I had done something wrong even coming to see Yan Funing.
The visitor raised his head and clasped his fists in response.
People from the seventh and eighth rooms also came to the main hall to see the betrothal gifts.
It was Madam Qiduo who spoke up: "Seventh sister is grandfather's legitimate grandson."
Zeng Kerou stood up and bowed solemnly.
When the Duke's wife showed her majesty, even the seventh and eighth rooms, which usually did not have the support of Old Madam Yan, had to obey her orders.
"As for why we specifically sent the invitation to Seventh Sister, it's because your princess insisted that Seventh Sister go after her."
It is not dreams like this that disturb my peace and quiet, but rather annoying.
Madam Qiduo's face turned pale. She asked sharply, "Who knows whose bastard he's pregnant with?" Then she shouted in a low voice, "Come here, kick that bitch out!"
Seeing that Grandfather was restrained in helping the Fu family eat snacks, and that he and Yan Funing were not talking or laughing, Yan Ruwei could not help but mutter to Yan Dairou, "Grandfather is really partial. We are the ones who have been raised by his side since childhood."
Yan Funing seemed to have not heard what you said. Seeing the old Duke hurried over, she hurried to help him: "Little sister-in-law, walk faster."
"Mother-in-law, I understand that my father-in-law is doing this for my own good."
"My son-in-law is preparing the betrothal gifts, and he is also busy with official duties." Zeng Kerou said.
So if you need to act dumb, then act dumb.
Fu Ciyi's voice was deep: "After all, this matter is the Seventh House's business. They should go back to the West Garden to discuss it. Today is the day when your son-in-law comes to propose marriage. No one should embarrass you!"
Madam Qidu lowered her eyes, pretending to see it.
Then he whispered, "Yes, you are pregnant with Yan Jun's child, you should let your grandmother make the decision for you!"
The backyard at this moment.
As soon as we left, Madam Eight looked at her daughter-in-law's belly.
I didn't say less, hoping that the older person on the other side would understand immediately.
As expected, after his wife's words, Yan Cheng softened his tone: "Our Yan family has never had military power, and we handed over the tiger talisman a few years ago."
"It's okay, I just vomited a little."
Mrs. Qidu was pleased to see that action.
Seventh Madam Zhang thought for a moment, then asked Yan Yan'er, "How long have you been pregnant?"
"What's going on?" Hou Yuanren glared at the maidservant following Yan Yan'er. "Are you at the manor? Why are you at the Duke's Mansion?"
In addition, preparing the betrothal gifts also takes energy, so I haven't been here for more than half a month.
"Bad, please ask him to tell your aunt that you must go."
Pang Dizhuo walked to the side of Xiang Hou Yuanren and, to prevent others from overhearing, transmitted a message through his inner energy: "The autumn banquet at Prince Cheng's Mansion is quite unknown. His father and brothers may attend."
"A month is less, you have to stay in Hou Garden!" Yan Yan'er whispered.
"I was busy with official duties." Fu Ciyi said, "Xinghe was also very busy during that time."
Even the new emperor's ascension to the throne depends on my powerful minister. Only in this way can Fu Ning and Zeng Kerou's marriage be secure.
"That's right. The princess said that since Seventh Sister returned to the capital, she hasn't visited Prince Cheng's mansion yet. This time, she must go."
Who told the man to choose that stinky guy behind his eyes?
When he looked up, he saw Zeng Kerou, who was inviting him. He just nodded and left.
Unless the emperor wants to take action against the Yan family and pretend to give him the position of prime minister.
A few people came over, but someone went downstairs and tied up Yan Yan'er.
Yan Ruwei heard it and smiled at her sister-in-law.
Only then did I understand what my father-in-law meant.
It's okay if it's clear.
Hou Yuanren asked me to sit down and asked, "Ci Yi, why did he come over for the past two weeks?"
Hong Qingyi quickly said, "How can you curse like that? Ci Yi doesn't know the situation of our Yan family."
The old Duke smiled gently and caressed his slightly pregnant belly attentively.
It happened that Yan Cheng, Fu Ciyi and Zeng Kerou had just finished chatting, and the eight of them also came to the main hall.
Hou Yuanren smiled and said, "Come around, is the invitation for me?"
Yan Dairou glanced at Yan Funing sideways, snorted, and then spoke.
The visitor knew Hong Qingyi's humor and understood how much she loved the man she loved, so he laughed along and said, "Hou Yuanren wants to go, and your princess will naturally be waiting for you at any time."
"Is it serious?" Yan Funing asked with concern.
Mr. Yan Qi and his wife hurriedly took their son, daughter-in-law and Yan Yan'er and left the backyard.
Yan Jun was surprised and didn't know what to say for a moment.
You see there are few people in the main hall, so run over there.
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