Jing Shengwen beside him had already figured it out. He pulled Jing Ruchen's sleeve and whispered in his ear:
"Brother, Miss Huang saved your life. You can't not marry her. Otherwise, if the news gets out, what will become of the reputation of our mansion?"
If he were to be encouraged to marry this peasant girl today, the Crown Prince would definitely not be able to arrange a marriage for Jing Ruchen with a noble lady.
Besides, how could the future mistress of the Marquis' Mansion be an illiterate peasant girl? How could a peasant girl raise an adopted son well?
Seeing that Jing Ruchen didn't react, Jing Shengwen continued to use drastic measures.
"If you don't marry me, I will marry you."
I couldn’t be my eldest brother’s savior, so I married my eldest brother’s savior.
He can also remind his eldest brother and stepmother every day, so that when his father asks him to establish a crown prince, his eldest brother and stepmother will have nothing to say.
Jing Ruchen looked at Jing Shengwen with understanding. He naturally would not let the little girl marry Jing Shengwen and become Jing Shengwen's pawn.
Jing Shengwen used the little girl to gain fame, easily let her die of illness, and then married a noble lady from a wealthy family.
Wouldn't that be repaying kindness with enmity?
Seeing the two of them whispering, Old Lady Huang urged them, "If you don't want to marry me, please go back."
Jing Ruchen spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful: "I am willing to marry Huang Danruo."
After saying this, he looked at Danruo soothingly. This was just a temporary measure. He would give Danruo a new identity in the future and let her marry whoever she wanted as his sister.
Old Mrs. Huang didn't expect Jing Ruchen to actually agree. It felt like a dream.
"You're not lying to me, are you? The village chief is here today, so let's sign the marriage certificate and get married."
This way I won't suffer any loss. If Jing Ruchen really gets married, considering his appearance and demeanor, it wouldn't be too much for me to ask for a few dozen taels of betrothal gift.
If we didn't get married, and if I saw through his lies, I wouldn't let him trick the second girl into becoming his maid in vain.
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