"Oh, nothing." Rong Qingqing nodded, not exposing her, and changed the subject, "I heard that your aunt has already asked a matchmaker to introduce a girl to your brother Rong Chen. Is that true?"
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran silently picked up her wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing this, Rong Qingqing sighed inwardly, picked up the wine pot, refilled her glass, and reminded her, "Don't just drink, eat some food too." As she spoke, she used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised beef and put it on the plate in front of her.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran could only take a small sip, pick up a slice of beef, and slowly chew it.
After a moment, she suddenly said, "Qingqing, I heard my father and Fu Rongchen talk privately that after the New Year, the Emperor will prepare to abdicate. When His Highness the Crown Prince ascends the throne, he will definitely marry you." As she spoke, she teased, "Don't forget me after you become Empress."
Rong Qingqing was somewhat surprised upon hearing this. Was Emperor Zhaojing, in the prime of his life, about to abdicate?
She originally thought that it would take at least eight or ten years for Xie Jingrun to ascend the throne, but she never expected that Emperor Zhaojing would abdicate after the New Year.
No wonder Xie Jingrun has hardly appeared during this period; he must be preparing for his ascension to the throne next year.
Thinking of this, she picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and joked, "Don't worry, if I become empress, I will definitely arrange a marriage for you."
Shangguan Yanran said with sparkling eyes, "Then you must find me a good-looking husband. I don't want an ugly one."
"How about someone like Fu Rongchen? He's talented and good-looking too," Rong Qingqing teased.
Shangguan Yanran snorted, "By then, Fu Rongchen will probably already be someone else's husband."
Rong Qingqing sighed and couldn't help but say, "I'm telling you, since you're interested in him, why don't you talk to your mother about it? I think your mother really likes Fu Rongchen. Wouldn't she be even happier if he could become her son-in-law?"
Shangguan Yanran pouted, "What's the point of me putting in all this effort here? What if Fu Rongchen doesn't like me? Wouldn't I become a laughing stock?"
"How do you know he doesn't like you?" Rong Qingqing raised an eyebrow.
"If he likes me, why doesn't he show it at all? My mother introduced him to girls, and he didn't refuse them, did he?" Shangguan Yanran was very angry when she said this.
“Perhaps he thinks the same way you do, believing that you have no interest in him, after all, he is much older than you,” Rong Qingqing analyzed.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran remained silent for a moment before downing the wine in her glass in one gulp.
After finishing his drink, he smacked his lips and stared at the wine pot beside Rong Qingqing.
Seeing this, Rong Qingqing quickly poured herself a cup, moved the wine pot further away, and reminded her, "Although this wine is not very strong, you have already had two cups. If you drink any more, you may get drunk."
"How stingy," Shangguan Yanran said with some dissatisfaction. "She said she was afraid I would get drunk, but actually she just couldn't bear to part with the bar that His Highness the Crown Prince had sent to you."
Rong Qingqing rolled her eyes. "You'll think of anything for drinking. Fine, fine, you can have some, okay? Don't blame me if you get drunk." With that, she picked up the wine pot and filled her cup again.
Shangguan Yanran happily picked up her wine glass and looked at the clear, transparent liquid inside. Suddenly, she looked at her with envy and said, "Qingqing, I really envy you. His Highness the Crown Prince is so devoted to you. I bet all the women in the world would envy you."
Rong Qingqing fiddled with the cup in her hand, somewhat absentmindedly, "It's alright. No man is lazy before he gets a woman."
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