Chapter Thirty-Five
Lin Qihua was so angry that his face turned black after Li Tianyou ruthlessly exposed the truth.
He never expected that Li Tianyou would have absolutely no regard for his Ru'an Marquis's mansion.
And so he brazenly told Prince An all of this.
"Brother Li, do you really think Prince An is genuinely helping you?"
Now that the facts are out in the open, Lin Qihua will stop pretending.
In any case, Prince An took his son's wife, so the relationship was already beyond repair.
Even if Li Zhiwei is someone his son doesn't want, he will still act as a troublemaker between the two of them.
“Prince An is only after your Li family’s money. Do you know that the things your Li family contributed have earned Prince An a great deal of credit from the Emperor?” Lin Qihua said to Xu Heming with a gloomy face.
"That's a real pity. Originally, your Ru'an Marquis's Mansion could have been credited with a great achievement, but now, that opportunity belongs to someone else." Li Tianyou was not fooled by Lin Qihua.
He was willing to let Prince An record the merits of this silver, but he did not want Marquis Ruan to benefit from it.
Hmph, that old bastard is going to be the death of me.
"Li Tianyou, you don't actually believe your daughter can marry Prince An, do you? Prince An is just using your daughter. When your Li family runs out of money and can't produce any more, Li Zhiwei will be nothing more than a ghost in Prince An's mansion. At that time, without Prince An's support, your Li family will be wiped out!" After saying these words, Lin Qihua turned and left.
Xu Heming didn't say anything more throughout the whole process, but his expression was rather unpleasant.
He hadn't expected that Lin Qihua would threaten Li Tianyou right in front of him. It seemed that he really wasn't afraid that he would relay these words to the Emperor.
"Father-in-law, please rest assured, Heming has arranged guards to protect this courtyard, and the people from the Marquis of Ru'an's residence will certainly not be able to disturb you again." Xu Heming quickly bowed to Li Tianyou and said.
“Your Highness, I dare not accept the title of father-in-law. As for your matter with Zhiwei, I will ask the Emperor to make the decision tomorrow. As for the people from the Marquis of Ruan’s mansion, if they dare to come, I have no reason to be afraid.” Li Tianyou’s expression was not good. He had just arrived, and all these things made him feel very guilty towards his daughter.
However, he was not afraid if Marquis Ruan really made any moves. After all, the Li family had tens of thousands of assets, so they must have some connections. Although he did not have much dealing with the government, there were some martial arts masters who were willing to protect the Li family.
There are rules in the martial arts world.
The imperial court has its own ways of operating, and Li Tianyou only prayed for the safety of his wife and children.
If they can't even do this, then the Li family doesn't deserve anything.
Li Tianyou was afraid that others would use underhanded tactics against him. Now that Marquis Ruan had laid everything out in the open, Li Tianyou would naturally be on guard.
In the side room, Li Zhiwei finally calmed down, thinking to herself that this life would definitely be different.
"Miss, the Prince is here. Are you going out?" Cuiguo asked cautiously.
"Hmm." Li Zhiwei's emotions were still unsettled, but in any case, Xu Heming's appearance could be considered a help to her father.
Otherwise, Marquis Ru'an would not have left so quickly.
"Thank you for your help, Your Highness." Li Zhiwei bowed to Xu Heming.
"Does the Princess intend to remain so distant from me?" For some reason, Xu Heming disliked Li Zhiwei's behavior towards him.
Since he had decided to marry Li Zhiwei, he had no intention of going back on his word.
Besides, he had made a promise to the Emperor.
“Your Highness, I believe that Ru’an was right when he said something. We are not a good match, and I am not worthy of the responsibility of being Princess Consort of An.” Li Zhiwei glanced at her father and then said firmly.
"Whether I am worthy or not is up to me. It is I who am marrying a concubine, not Marquis Ruan. Why should you care what others say?" Prince An frowned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. In the past, he was always the one who rejected women who threw themselves at him.
Now, this woman is still ungrateful and refuses to marry him?
Little did she know that there were countless women in the capital who wanted to marry her.
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