“Nonsense!”

Marquis Dingguo only married one woman in his life and loved only one person.

"This marriage has been arranged for eighteen years. I am putting my words here today. You can like whomever you want and love whomever you want. I don't care about you, but your legal wife must be the girl from the Gu family!"

The voice that brooked no room for argument fell, and Marquis Dingguo tapped the table with his fingers.

There is no room for negotiation on every word.

"I won't marry her!" Ling Qianyi refused in a very rebellious manner, his face full of protest and his eyes determined.

No one can change what he decides.

He must get the person he has chosen.

"I won't marry you even if you kill me. If you insist on forcing me, I won't be your son anymore. You don't need the identity of this young marquis. If you want to marry me, go ahead and marry me!"

Ling Qianyi said this angrily and ran away.

"you!"

Dingguo Hou stood up, "Ling Qianyi!"

This is not just a marriage, but also a social interaction between the two great families of Ling and Gu, and it also involves family and country.

According to the thinking of most elders, the most basic requirement for marrying a wife is to find a good match between the two families.

The girl beside Princess Chen was born ordinary and had no extraordinary advantages, so she would never be able to step into the threshold of Marquis Dingguo's Mansion.

But he was an open-minded man. He respected his son's choice and supported them being together, but he could not give her the position of legal wife.

He felt that he had been very indulgent to this brat. Couldn't he consider him a little?

If he breaks off the engagement, where will he put his face?

How will he meet people and do things in the future?

You still have the nerve to run outside venting your anger.

"Wow--"

In his arms, the little girl in the cradle seemed to sense something and started crying loudly.

Dingguo Hou quickly rocked him gently and coaxed him: "Be good, Xiaobao, don't cry. When our Xiaobao grows up, he must not be as rebellious as his brother. Your brother is just a little bastard."

“Wow…”

"Is what I said wrong? Why are you crying harder and harder? Are you angry because daddy only arranged a marriage for your brother and not for you? How about this? I'll look for a good boy in the next few days and arrange a marriage for you as well."

“…”

Suddenly I stopped crying.

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Chen Palace.

Qin Ye and Zong Zhengchen were having dinner when they saw Ling Qianyi walking in with bags, large and small, on his shoulders, in his hands, and hanging on his elbows. The bags, big and small, looked a bit like someone moving house.

Qin Ye was stunned:

"Young Marquis, are you... planning to flee from famine?"

Ling Qianyi threw the things on the ground with a cold and angry face and announced:

"From today on, I will live in Prince Chen's Mansion."

I won’t go back to Marquis Dingguo’s Mansion.

The old butler went to take the things and arrange the room with a smile. The young marquis and the prince have always had a very good relationship, and it was common for them to stay for a few days.

It's a good place to stay, but you still bring so many things with you.

Qin Ye was a little suspicious, "What's wrong with you? Why do I feel like there's something wrong with you?"

"I am right!"

Ling Qianyi strode to the table, pulled out a stool and sat down, added himself a bowl of rice, and started to eat in big mouthfuls.

Qin Ye and Zong Zhengchen looked at each other.

What's going on?

Zong Zhengchen picked up a piece of fish for her and said, "Don't worry about him."

Ling Qianyi ate his rice in big mouthfuls, his cheeks bulging with food and he couldn't swallow any more. He recalled what his father had said.

Words that are firm, necessary, and uncompromising, with no room for negotiation.

Suddenly, I felt angry.

He won't marry Gu Qingqing!

He clenched the chopsticks in his hand, looked up at Yun Ying who was standing beside Qin Ye, and spoke bravely:

"Yun Ying, are you willing to cook with me?"