She gently pursed her dry lips, making her already full and rosy lips appear even more translucent.
"Then, sister, could you please bring me a cup of Pu'er tea? And what about Young Master Jiang?"
The handsome young man, who was suddenly mentioned, was taken aback.
His eyes, which he stole a glance at the girl, seemed to be tingled with embarrassment. Feeling guilty, his mind went blank, and he casually said, "Then let's do the same as Miss Bai."
Bai Zhenzhu secretly rolled her eyes at him from an angle where Qingyin couldn't see her.
Ha, she knows how to take advantage of her sister when she talks.
After agreeing to the servants' request for tea, the three chatted happily. The main topic was how Jiang Chengxi racked his brains to tell interesting stories about the military camp, while Qingyin listened quietly from the side, and Bai Zhenzhu occasionally spoke up to criticize the man.
The three of them chatted in such an odd way, yet it was surprisingly harmonious.
The morning passed quickly with chatting.
By noon, Bai Zhenzhu finally had a reason to drive Jiang Chengxi away.
Even though she was the one who arranged today's meeting, she, the culprit, is seething with unexplained anger.
Bai Zhenzhu rudely chased Jiang Chengxi away.
Qingyin also felt tired, and after having her meal, she returned to her courtyard.
For a moment, Bai Zhenzhu, who could only return to her own courtyard, could only suppress her anger.
Jiang Chengxi returned to the general's mansion and sat in his courtyard all night.
The next day he went to his father's east courtyard.
"What did you say? You want to break off the engagement!"
"You brat, are you asking for a beating? When did I ever teach you to start something and then abandon it, or to break off an engagement halfway through?" With features similar to Jiang Chengxi's, Jiang Yun glared angrily at the brat kneeling on the ground.
Having already guessed that his father would be angry, the young man took a deep breath and exhaled, "Father, it's not about breaking off the engagement, I want to find another fiancé."
Jiang Yun looked at him with suspicion, pondering in his mind, "Doesn't the Marquis of Weining's mansion only have one daughter and one son? Could it be that this brat doesn't want to marry Bai Zhenzhu, but wants to marry their son instead?"
General Jiang, whose mind was racing, suddenly darkened. No, absolutely not!
His hand, itching to slap the man, was itching to shout: "No way! You unfilial son, you actually like men!"
No wonder that all these years, he's noticed that this brat has never shown any interest in women and only wants the guards to serve him.
?
Jiang Chengxi: "..." When did he start liking men?
Hearing the commotion, Madam Jiang rushed over and heard this explosive statement.
? ! ! !
The outstanding son she raised with such care turned out to be a homosexual!
Madam Jiang felt as if the sky had fallen in an instant.
With red eyes, Madam Jiang kicked the door open and rushed in, looking at Jiang Chengxi with tears in her eyes: "Xi'er, you actually like men, this won't do..."
Jiang Chengxi frowned, trying to decipher the nonsense.
...
After explaining to Jiang's father and mother for a long time the rumors about his dislike of men and his love at first sight for Bai Zhenzhu, the sister who had just been brought back to the Weining Marquis's mansion, they finally understood the origin of Jiang Chengxi's situation today.
Madam Jiang glared at the tall man who had caused the trouble and made her tremble with fear. What a stupid head he had! He was as dumb as a pig. How could he think that his son would like men?
Feeling guilty and innocent, Jiang Yun looked away from the glare.
Isn't Marquis Weining only a son and a daughter? That brat Jiang Chengxi didn't make it clear from the beginning, how was I supposed to know that Marquis Weining had another daughter, and that brat even fell for her.
Madam Jiang looked at the handsome young man, whose figure was as slender as a pine tree, and frowned slightly: "Xi'er truly likes that young lady, won't that change?"
"My son will only marry her," Jiang Chengxi said firmly.
Seeing his attitude, Madam Jiang felt a pang of sadness, but she still felt sorry for her son.
Never mind, Xi'er has been sensible since she was a child. She just wants a good wife.
Madam Jiang racked her brains, trying hard to recall the memory of giving birth to a daughter in the Weining Marquis's family.
"It seems that the Lady of Weining Marquis gave birth to twin daughters, but it seems that one of them was in poor health and was sent away."
"If they've only just returned, it seems that Marquis Weining doesn't value his eldest daughter. Xi'er, you should know that."
"I understand, son." A hint of heartache for Qingyin flashed in the young man's eyes.
No wonder she was so thin and pale when he saw her last time. It seems that the Marquis of Weining's mansion did not take good care of her. If she marries him in the future, he will definitely treat her well.
The young man's ears were flushed red.
A hint of joy unconsciously appeared on his face.
Madam Jiang knew perfectly well what her son was like, with his eyes wide open in first love, and gave him a disapproving glare.
This guy can't even stand it before he's married her; what will he do after he gets her, won't they be inseparable?
As Madam Jiang thought about it, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
It seems she'll have to make a trip to the Marquis of Weining's residence herself.
Maybe she'll be able to hold her grandson next year.
Inside the palace, at the Cuiyue Palace.
As the Third Prince Xie Chenwei looked at the tea in his cup, a smiling face involuntarily appeared in his mind.
"Wei'er, Wei'er?"
Startled awake, Xie Chenwei's ear tips turned slightly red.
"I'm sorry, Mother, I just remembered that there's something I haven't finished in the manor."
Consort Ru looked at her son, who had been lost in thought several times below the stage, and narrowed her eyes suspiciously: "Really?" Why was she so skeptical?
The young woman looked exactly like she did when she first entered the palace.
When she first entered the palace, she so desperately hoped that His Majesty would like her, but now...
For a moment, Consort Ru's eyes seemed to wander as she recalled the previous second, but this fleeting thought vanished in the blink of an eye, and she returned to her usual composed and unassuming self.
Seeing the young man's red ears, Consort Ru took a sip of her hot tea. The rising steam added a touch of gentleness to her beautiful and graceful face.
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