Chapter 512: The Femme Fatale in the Double Life Story (11)
Su Miaoer was absent-minded throughout the entire birthday banquet. She barely moved her chopsticks and had no appetite.
What did Su Yu mean by the message she had someone convey?
Did she want her to block Xie Qinglan on the way to the study? Was that reliable?
Today's carefully planned plan was ruined. Can she still trust Su Yu?
"What are you thinking about, Miao'er?" The lady who knew her pushed her. "You've been in a daze, and you won't say anything when I call you."
Su Miaoer came back to her senses: "No, nothing, what did you just say?"
The man said angrily, "I knew you didn't hear me. I was asking, the old lady and the ladies are going to the stage to watch a play in a while, do you want to go with them?"
Su Miaoer remembered what Su Yu had just said, her eyes flickered, and she said hurriedly, "Ah, I won't go. Something happened suddenly. You guys go over."
The man sighed, "Why do I feel like you've changed a lot since you woke up from the water?"
Su Miaoer was startled and forced a smile: "How could that be?"
Fortunately, the man just said it casually and didn't take it seriously. He asked, "You haven't told me what you were thinking about just now. I called you several times but you ignored me."
The other person rolled his eyes and jokingly said, "Are you thinking about your lover?"
Speaking of lovers, Su Miaoer first thought of Xie Qinglan. Her cheeks couldn't help but turn red, revealing the delicate demeanor of a little girl: "Don't talk nonsense."
The ladies kept joking, "Oh my, you're blushing."
Su Miaoer's face turned even redder due to the teasing.
Someone made a joke: "I heard that the prince of Xinguo is handsome, romantic, and considerate. Miao'er will be lucky to marry him."
Hearing this, Su Miaoer's face immediately turned ugly, and she couldn't help but shout: "Who told you that I'm going to marry the prince of Xinguo?"
Everyone was startled, and even the marquis's wife heard the noise and looked over.
Su Miaoer bit her lip, glared at the person who spoke, then turned and ran away.
After hearing about what happened at the banquet, Su Yu sneered, "What an idiot."
It's really reckless to say such things in public. The Marquis's wife must be so angry that she will die.
"Have someone keep an eye on Su Miaoer and Xie Qinglan, and tell me if there's any unusual movement."
Lan Ying changed the wet cloth on Su Yu's forehead and pressed the cloth soaked in cold water against her skin. Su Yu shivered, and the heat in her body was barely relieved a little.
Su Yu wanted to take off her clothes, but Lan Ying stopped her: "Miss, be careful not to catch a cold or get sick."
Su Yu was in so much pain that she shed tears and moaned softly, "But I'm so hot, Lan Ying, please let me take off one piece of clothing, just one piece."
Lan Ying hardened her heart and said, "No."
Su Yu had tears hanging on her eyelashes, her brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes were red, and she blamed it all on Su Miaoer and Xie Qinglan.
After Su Miaoer ran away, she calmed down and knew that she shouldn't have done that, but the words had already been said and there was no point in regretting.
"It doesn't matter. Just wait until I marry Xie Qinglan. When he becomes successful, no one will dare to say anything." Su Miaoer said to herself.
Thinking of this, she calmed herself down and waited on the road from the banquet to the study as Su Yu told her.
After walking around in boredom for several rounds, half of the people attending the banquet had left, and Su Miaoer finally heard some noise.
Her eyes lit up slightly, and she hid behind a tree and observed. Soon, a figure appeared at the end of the path. He was as handsome as a bamboo, with a straight posture, thin but not weak, and had a noble character.
Thank you Qinglan!
Su Miaoer's heart skipped a few beats as she watched him slowly approaching, feeling confused.
Su Yu was right, this was her last chance.
Seeing Xie Qinglan was about to walk over, Su Miaoer was afraid that she would miss this opportunity and would never have another chance, so she hurriedly called out to him, "Mr. Xie."
Xie Qinglan stopped.
It was a woman's voice. Xie Qinglan didn't like trouble, so he frowned and pretended not to hear it and continued walking forward.
The man trotted over, grabbed Xie Qinglan's sleeve and called out again: "Master Xie, please stay. I have something to say to you."
Xie Qinglan had to stop and pull back his sleeves, frowning even more tightly. Apart from Su Yu, he was not used to being pulled by others.
"Miss?" When he saw the person coming, his eyes suddenly became deep.
Knowing what Su Yu and the man in front of him were planning, Xie Qinglan didn't want to get involved with her, so he took two steps back and said in a calm and cold voice: "Excuse me, Miss, I still have to go see the Marquis, so please talk to me later if you have anything to say."
Su Miaoer blocked his way: "I won't keep you for long, but I have something to say to you in person."
Xie Qinglan had a bad premonition, which reached its peak when he saw a figure deep in the flower path.
"etc……"
Unfortunately, it was too late. Su Miaoer stared at him and said seriously: "Thank you, Master. I like you."
"When I first saw Master Xie, I fell in love with him at first sight and swore that I would never marry anyone other than you." Su Miao'er pretended to be affectionate, but she couldn't hide the calculation in her eyes. "Master Xie is handsome and talented. Miao'er likes him."
Xie Qinglan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Su Miaoer again: "I know what Master Xie wants to say, it's nothing more than the matter of Second Sister, but Second Sister doesn't want this marriage, why make it difficult for her, Master Xie has an engagement with the Marquis's Mansion, I am the Marquis's legitimate daughter, naturally I can fulfill the engagement, and in the future when Master Xie enters the court, Miaoer can also provide assistance to Master Xie."
“Nonsense!”
As this scolding sounded, a man from the depths of the flower path walked out with a sullen face. It was Marquis Yongchang.
Su Miaoer was startled: "Dad?"
Yongchang Hou's face was gloomy: "You still know that I am your father."
Su Miaoer was instinctively frightened.
Is this the opportunity Su Yu was talking about?
Su Miaoer suppressed her fear and took a step forward: "Dad, I like Mr. Xie and want to marry him. If you stop me, I will die in front of you."
Yongchang Hou was very angry: "I think you were sick and confused some time ago and your brain was burned out!"
"Dad, I'm serious. Su Yu doesn't want to get married anyway. I'm also a daughter of the Su family. What difference does it make whether the engagement is with Su Yu or me?"
There is a big difference.
Xie Qinglan lowered his eyes in pain, feeling troubled. Perhaps coming to the Marquis' Mansion today was a wrong decision.
"My Lord, Miss, I have something to say." Xie Qinglan just wanted to get rid of the current situation.
If we let them continue to make trouble, it will attract other people and it will be difficult to solve the problem.
Yongchang Hou's eyes were cold: "Xie Qinglan, my Su family has been very kind to you. You should think clearly about what to say and what not to say."
Marquis Yongchang has been in a high position for many years. With a stern face and a heavy gaze, he would stare at someone, especially a weak scholar who had not yet entered the officialdom. His aura alone could scare people to death.
Su Miaoer stood in front of Xie Qinglan: "Dad, don't threaten him."
Yongchang Hou was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood: "Shut up!"
Su Miaoer relied on her favor to challenge him: "I won't, I will say it! You are not allowed to bully Master Xie."
Yongchang Hou pointed at Su Miaoer and trembled with anger: "You!"
Xie Qinglan didn't think it was a big deal. He could remain calm in front of the emperor, let alone a mere marquis of Yongchang.
"My Lord, Miss, can you please let me have a word?" Xie Qinglan said helplessly.
The two men looked over at the same time, one with calculations, the other with murderous intent.
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