Facing the Duke of England's relentlessness, Ye Wuhen said impatiently, "Duke of England, I have no intention of getting married. I hope you won't mention this matter again. Otherwise, I will ask you to leave."
"I won't mention it anymore. I definitely won't mention it anymore." The British official laughed twice to ease the atmosphere. "Don't blame me, Mr. Ye. I was abrupt in this matter."
Ye Wuhen's expression softened a bit, "It's better not to mention it. You mean well."
"Just don't worry about it, Young Master Ye." The Duke of England noticed Young Master Ye's expression, "Then the macadamia nuts I want..."
"I'll ask for you, it shouldn't be a problem."
"Thank you very much, Master Ye."
Afterwards, the Duke of England bought a bunch of fruits from the shop and went home.
Canglang glanced at his young master and said quietly, "Young Master has been very popular with women recently."
Ye Wuhen heard it, but didn't react at all.
"It's a pity that none of them is the one you want." Canglang said next.
This time, Ye Wuhen spoke.
"Canglang, have I been too indulgent to you recently?"
"Please forgive me, my lord. Canglang admits his fault."
"Go away, don't get in my way here."
In a blink of an eye, dusk had arrived. Jiang Yueyang walked out of the palace and got into his own carriage.
She sat in the carriage admiring the scenery along the way. Seeing passers-by in pairs, she couldn't help but think of Lu Yunting.
"Ayue is still on his way to the border. I wonder if the snow and wind will be strong along the way?"
As he finished speaking, the carriage passed by a man and a woman, and then Jiang Yueyang saw her brother talking and laughing with a girl.
She curled her lips and smiled and said, "Brother, this sister is really pretty."
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