While the prefect was still in shock, Qi Yunxiao, carrying Da Bao in his arms, walked over from the women's side.
"Daddy, I want to eat that..." Da Bao pointed to a plate of squirrel-shaped mandarin fish.
Qi Yunxiao said gently, "Okay, I'll get you some..."
His dark forehead was striking, and coupled with his outstanding features, it drew everyone's attention, and they all felt a sense of regret: what a waste of those handsome features.
The prefect, who had just returned from reporting to his post in the capital, was once again struck dumb!
This guy... looks exactly like the heir of the Marquis of Qingping's mansion!
The prefect is ambitious, but unfortunately lacks connections.
It just so happens that he has a beautiful daughter of marriageable age, and he came to the capital with this in mind.
He had inquired about the information of the young master of the Qingping Marquis's mansion.
Although the Qingping Marquis's mansion may seem insignificant, it is already a great stroke of luck that it has been able to stand firm through the changes of dynasties.
Just as he was reporting for duty, the new emperor issued an edict appointing Qi Yunxiao, who had a black forehead, as his heir.
This is quite intriguing.
If he were just an ordinary, idle marquis, he could be considered lucky to escape being implicated.
But to suddenly receive the undecided position of heir apparent at such a sensitive time cannot be explained by luck.
There must be some reason why I don't know about it.
The prefect tried to inquire, but found that many prominent families were also asking about it.
The prefect then gave up on the idea.
Some people are not people you can climb up to just by wanting to.
If the Qingping Marquis's mansion truly had a powerful backer unknown to them, even if their beautiful eldest daughter were given away as a concubine, the recipient might not even be interested.
Who would have thought that I would meet the real person in this remote and impoverished place?
What's most puzzling is that the young master clearly said he was never married, so how come he already has a daughter this old?
Could it be... a mistress kept here?
The prefect's mind was full of wild ideas, which made him even more cautious in his actions.
The officials from the prefectural city who were having dinner with him all found it strange: the prefect was unusually approachable today!
After finishing their meal, Shen Qingyu and Zhao Yuzhu, along with their two children, followed Qi Yunxiao back home.
Cheng Ping, however, got himself drunk and went to the bridal chamber.
He was stunned as soon as he entered the new house.
The bride, Yu Qiao, who should have been shy and demure, was sitting at the table eating with her mouth full of oil.
Seeing Cheng Ping come in, Yu Qiao hurriedly greeted him, "Have you finished toasting? You haven't eaten anything, have you? Come and have a bite."
Cheng Ping swallowed hard: "You..."
She doesn't look like a bride at all.
Yu Qiao understood Cheng Ping's unfinished words, and nonchalantly patted the stool next to her: "You know what kind of person I am, let's just put up with each other, I won't pretend anymore."
Cheng Ping: "..."
Okay, we can't have any expectations for these tiger girls.
"Want some wine? My mother just had someone send it over; she said it's peach blossom wine that Sister Qingyu specially asked someone to save for me."
Shen Qingyu specially reserved peach blossom wine for Yu Qiao?
She really doesn't care about herself!
Cheng Ping's already bleeding heart was stabbed again.
"drink!"
Cheng Ping plopped down next to Yu Qiao.
After downing a cup of peach blossom wine, Cheng Ping curled his lip in disgust: "It doesn't taste like wine at all."
Yu Qiao also pouted: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This peach blossom wine tastes sweet, but it's really potent! Believe it or not, you'll definitely be walking unsteadily in a little while!"
"I don't believe it!" Cheng Ping defiantly drank another cup.
Yu Qiao saw this and realized that if she didn't add more, this guy would drink it all by himself, so she quickly started drinking as well.
The pot of wine was finished in no time.
Yuqiao took one look and realized it wasn't enough!
So he asked the old woman guarding the door to bring over another pot.
This was done three times.
The old woman at the door changed her expression and ran to tell Madam Qian.
Upon hearing this, Madam Qian's expression changed, and she looked at Master Qian with concern: "Master, this wine... could it cause someone's death?"
Master Qian was also worried: "Then how about we don't add that Spring Breeze Ferry wine when we send in more wine later..."
In the new house, Yuqiao and Cheng Ping got into a fight, pulling each other's hair and twisting each other's arms.
The reason was that Yuqiao had drunk too much and started criticizing Cheng Ping for having designs on Shen Qingyu, saying that Shen Qingyu already had a child and a man, and so on...
Cheng Ping was already feeling unwell, and now, fueled by the alcohol and the nagging of this tigress, they started fighting.
Cheng Ping pried open Yu Qiao's arm, and Yu Qiao cried out in pain while desperately pulling on Cheng Ping's hair and refusing to let go.
Cheng Ping still had some sense and couldn't really break Yu Qiao's arm, so they remained in a stalemate.
But for some reason, as the two of them fought, they seemed to get hot all over.
At first, the two didn't take it seriously, but as they fought, their clothes were accidentally torn, revealing a patch of white flesh...
Cheng Ping felt dizzy, but the oblivious Yu Qiao still provoked him: "What? Never seen it before? Look at your pathetic self..."
"I'll show you what I'm made of!" Cheng Ping roared, then rolled over and began his demonstration of power...
The night was quite noisy. At first, the old woman was secretly happy that things had gone smoothly, but later she began to be afraid: With such a violent scene, could someone be killed?
Fortunately, it was past midnight when the groom knew to call water to clean up.
That's when reason returned.
The old woman was relieved and went to inform Madam Qian, who in turn put Madam Qian and Master Qian at ease.
Only Wei Chazi, the watchman on the roof, really wanted to die.
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