Si Jinxing, who had just gotten off the carriage, glanced towards the Si Mansion next door and asked in confusion:
"What did you say? Sifu received the betrothal gift?"
Si Jinyun isn't even of age yet, so how come she's getting married?
Seeing his puzzled expression, Bai Xi reminded him:
"Princess, the Si Mansion wasn't the only place where young ladies lived before."
Si Jinxing opened his eyes wide and asked hurriedly:
"The He family? Is it He Youchan?"
Bai Xi nodded and grinned, "She is the daughter of Mr. He, the Tongzhi of Hengzhou, Miss He!"
Si Jinxing paused and gossiped, "Wasn't it lost on the second day after the wedding? How come he found someone to take over after ten days of being missing?"
The one who takes over?
Bai Xi had never heard of these three words, but he guessed roughly and said, "The princess will definitely not be able to guess who that person is!"
Si Jinxing glared at him and urged, "Hurry up and tell me!"
Bai Xi then replied seriously, "It's His Royal Highness Prince Jing."
Prince Jing?
Isn't that Qi Nanche? Qi Nanyan's biological brother!
Wow, this He Youchan is really capable. Even with the title of Si Jinhao's widow, she can catch Qi Nanche's eye?
Si Jinxing looked towards the gate of the Si Mansion with a surprised look on his face and asked:
"Did Qi Nanche come in person to propose marriage?"
Bai Xi shook his head and said, "No, it's just that our people secretly followed the betrothal guests and saw them enter Prince Jing's mansion."
He paused slightly and then continued:
"The Jingwang Mansion now has the granddaughter of Old Taifu Ye as its principal wife. He Youchan is at best a concubine. It's possible that she won't even be a concubine.
Why would Prince Jing come here in person?"
When Bai Xi said this, he couldn't help but glance at his little princess and said jokingly:
"Do you think everyone is as lucky as you, with a betrothal gift from your fiancé?"
Upon hearing this, Si Jinxing immediately glared at him and cursed, "I'll give you one more chance, say it again!"
Bai Xi hid his smile and said seriously:
"No one can be as lucky as our prince. To be able to marry a princess as good as you, he will naturally come here in person to propose marriage!"
Qing Chan, who was standing aside, glanced at him speechlessly, then turned his head away and stopped looking at him.
Si Jinxing nodded in satisfaction and said, "Well, that's more like it!"
As they were talking, they had already walked to the backyard and the gate of Si Jinxing's yard.
This house is separated from the government office next door by only a wall.
Si Jinxing stopped and looked in the direction of the Si Mansion, then called Mo Qiu and told him a few words before entering the yard.
At this time, Si Mansion and Heyun Courtyard.
Si Junshan glanced at the old lady lying on the couch and Si Junhong, who looked ecstatic, and said:
"Now that we know Youchan has entered the rear quarters of Prince Jing's mansion, Mother and Eldest Sister should take the betrothal gifts and return to Hengzhou."
Ever since He Youchan disappeared on the second day after his wedding, Si Junhong has lost his appetite and can't sleep at night!
She went to the streets every day to look for her daughter, but in just ten days, she had lost a lot of weight!
Her clothes became much looser, and she seemed to have lost the aura of an official's wife!
But today, the Si Mansion actually received a full 100,000 taels of silver notes and a box of jewelry, which also included a house in Jianzhou!
The servant who delivered the betrothal gift specifically mentioned that this was a gift from Prince Jing’s Mansion to Miss He!
Si Junhong changed his previous decadent and dejected expression and said:
"Second brother, I know that you rely on your high official position and the fact that you are the father-in-law of Prince Rui, so you have always looked down on Junyuan and me.
But now, my daughter has become the princess of Prince Jing's Mansion and a sister-in-law of your daughter Yue'er.
Why, second brother, do you have to say such hurtful words to our family?
Besides, I still have to wait for Chan'er and Prince Jing's wedding, so I'm in no hurry to go back!"
The old lady fell ill in bed due to Si Jinhao's death.
Half of her body is now paralyzed and she has to rely on servants to help her sit up or lie down.
She stretched out her still-movable hand, pointed at Si Junhong, and scolded him incoherently and stammeringly:
"Hao, Hao, I just lost...Chan, how can you...marry, someone else?"
Si Junhong still felt a little sorry for her mother. She held the old lady's hand and explained:
"Mother, Hao'er is your grandson, but Chan'er is also your granddaughter. Hao'er is gone now, but Chan'er is still young.
She got lost this time, probably because of the help of Prince Jing!
He saved my life, so I should be grateful and repay him!"
The old lady was so blocked by Si Junhong that she couldn't speak and could only gasp for breath.
Si Junshan glanced at Si Junhong, who was full of joy, and said in a very disappointing tone:
"Attending a wedding banquet? Eldest sister, do you think that the palace would set up a banquet just to take in a concubine?"
Concubine?
When Si Junhong heard these two words, he was stunned.
She shook her head violently and said:
"How could she be a concubine? Prince Jing's betrothal gift is so heavy!
The betrothal gift alone is one hundred thousand taels! How can she be just a concubine? "
Seeing her old lady trembling with anger, Mother Lu said:
"My dear, everyone in Jianzhou City knows that Prince Jing's Mansion not only has a principal wife, but also three or four concubines.
Of course...I don’t know how many concubines he had!
As for the betrothal gift, it is not much.
I have just taken a look and found that there is quite a bit more money besides the 100,000 yuan betrothal gift.
The jewelry in that box were all worthless items.
And that house is just a small courtyard with two entrances, and it’s located in a very remote place.”
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