Chapter 334 I Do
He Tingfang and his group of four were sitting in the carriage, and no one looked happy.
Murong Wan stopped crying, but her eyes were still a little red.
He Yan hugged her daughter distressedly, thinking that the stranger's frivolous words and actions had wronged her daughter.
After all, although she had taken Wan'er to many banquets hosted by families in the capital and had met many foreign men, this was the first time she had been so rude and touched.
But this was not what really made Murong Wan uncomfortable.
If she encountered a man who dared to attack her at a banquet, she would just act like a princess and scold him.
How could she possibly be wronged by such a person?
She had heard that many of the people in Tiele Khan's army were lowly slaves on the grassland, but they were strong and good at fighting. After making military achievements, they became famous warriors.
Murong Wan had just seen Helian Bori's rude behavior and speech, and thought he was a commoner or even a slave of Tiele Khan.
She couldn't bear that even a wild slave dared to touch her and ask her name.
He Tingfang said:
"The one just now was Helian Shuchi's only son, Helian Borji. He is someone we can't afford to offend right now."
When He Yan heard her father say this, she could only suppress the anger in her chest.
The carriage drove all the way to He Mansion.
As the saying goes, fortune changes over time, and the capital's fortune has changed too quickly.
The He Mansion, which had been sealed before, now had its seals removed, was cleaned inside, and even had servants waiting.
All the previous servants in the He Mansion were exiled. He Yan brought the few remaining ones from Prince Gong's Mansion, and the others were arranged by Fu Qian.
He Yan and her mother and son could no longer return to the palace to live, because once Tiele Khan's army entered the city, the residences of the royal family would be easily targeted.
"Let's all go and rest first, we'll talk later." He Tingfang waved his hand, showing a hint of fatigue.
He has been very tired recently and has not had a good night's sleep.
He Yan took Murong Wan to live in the courtyard where she lived before she got married, while Murong Ming moved into the courtyard that used to belong to He Yan's elder brother.
This is the first time He Yan has come to the He Mansion since the incident at the He family.
Now all the He family members are gone.
After He Yan entered the room, she was moved by the scene and fell on the bed and cried.
Murong Wan comforted her mother for a few words, then went to the next room to rest.
She had been very nervous recently, but she felt a little relieved after seeing her grandfather today:
About two hours later, someone came to ask Murong Wan:
"Master, please ask the princess to come over."
Murong Wan looked through the half-open window and saw that her mother's door was still closed:
"Grandfather only came to look for me? Where's my mother?"
The servant lowered her head and said, "I don't know."
Murong Wan was a little confused, but still stood up:
"Haruzuki, come and help me tidy up."
After so many years, Chunyue is still the one who combs Murong Wan's hair and serves her.
When Murong Xun left earlier, he took a group of servants with him. Chunyue also wanted to follow him to Hongzhou, but Murong Wan didn't leave, so she couldn't leave either.
Wherever the master goes, the servants must follow.
Chunyue fixed Murong Wan's hair and put on the pearl flowers.
It is combed very neatly and smoothly, not messy at all.
The servant who came to invite Murong Wan said with a smile: "The people around the princess are skillful."
Murong Wan casually said, "I treat Chunyue well. I take her with me wherever I go and never abandon her."
She looked at Chunyue in the mirror and said, "Don't you think so?"
Chunyue immediately said, "My princess is right. I will never forget your kindness."
Murong Wan walked out of the courtyard: "I don't expect you to repay me for anything. Just serve me diligently. You are old now. When the turmoil in the capital calms down, I will ask my mother to find you a maid to marry."
Chunyue bit her lip and lowered her head: "Thank you, Princess."
Murong Wan walked through the corridors of the He Mansion and followed the servants to He Tingfang's study.
This was the first time Murong Wan stepped into her grandfather's study.
She remembered that once when she was a child, she and Murong Ming came here to play, but were stopped and told that no one could enter this study.
Murong Wan later found out that even her grandmother and uncle were not allowed to come here to disturb her grandfather.
This study is like a world belonging only to my grandfather, with its own secrets.
"Princess, please." The servant was waiting outside the door.
After Murong Wan entered, she saw that the study was actually decorated very simply and plainly, with only some daily necessities.
There aren't even two pieces of calligraphy and paintings or porcelain.
He Tingfang sat by the window drinking tea.
"Grandfather." Murong Wan felt that He Tingfang looked a little older from behind.
"Wan'er, come and sit down." He Tingfang also poured a cup of tea for Murong Wan.
Murong Wan suddenly felt a little uneasy: "Grandfather, what did you want me to do?"
He Tingfang asked Murong Wan:
"Wan'er, if you had followed your father south, even if Dayu were dead, you would still have been able to live comfortably. But I heard you want to stay. Why? Don't you know how cruel the Hu people are?"
Murong Wan: "Because Wan'er hopes that mother and grandfather will be reunited. Ever since the incident with the He family, mother has been heartbroken. If she goes south, there will be no one to support her."
He Tingfang narrowed his eyes and smiled.
He smiled.
Because he saw through Murong Wan's lies.
This granddaughter, unexpectedly, looks a bit like him.
He Tingfang put down the teacup in his hand and said, "If I hadn't sent someone to Chang'an to deliver the letter of persuasion to surrender, would you still have persuaded your mother to stay?"
Murong Wan's eyelashes trembled: "I——"
"You won't." He Tingfang answered directly.
Murong Wan tightened her grip on the teacup.
He Tingfang was right. If she hadn't received that letter, she really wouldn't have done that.
When she saw the letter, she knew that He Tingfang was still alive and well under the control of the Hu people.
Not only will he be alive, but he will also be highly valued by the Hu people and have a say.
Murong Wan had long realized that her father had no real power in the court and was just an idle prince, while her grandfather was a powerful official.
Dayu is dead, and my father is no longer a prince, but my grandfather can still be an important official.
All the descendants of the He family have died, and she and Murong Ming are the only grandchildren left of her grandfather. Naturally, her grandfather will spare no effort to help them.
Murong Wan took a deep breath:
"Yes, Grandfather is right."
He Tingfang was not angry, but gestured for Murong Wan to drink tea:
"I know you've been smart and opinionated since you were little. It's understandable that you want to move up the ladder. But you must remember that everything has a price."
Murong Wan said nothing.
Whatever she wanted in the past, someone would give it to her, and no one ever asked her for the price.
She passed the tea to her lips and heard her grandfather say:
"Would you like to marry a Hu person?"
Murong Wan's tongue was scalded by the tea, and the stinging sensation spread all the way down along the tip of her tongue.
She looked at her grandfather in disbelief.
The Hu people eat raw meat and drink blood, and her grandfather wants her to marry a Hu person?
He Tingfang drank tea leisurely:
"I won't force you on this matter, but you saw today that Helian Borri is somewhat interested in you. If you marry him, when a new dynasty is established in the future, you will become the Crown Princess or even the Queen of a country. Is this what you want?"
Murong Wan remembered the look Helian Bori gave her.
A hint of bitterness spilled over the tip of the tongue.
She and her mother looked through all the young men in Dayu, but she didn't like any of them.
Family background, talent, appearance, character, parents-in-law... she was very picky.
And Helian Bori probably didn't have any one who could compare to the Dayu boys she had selected before.
The autumn wind was bleak, cooling the tea in my hand.
Murong Wan slowly swallowed a mouthful of tea, then raised her smooth forehead and said:
"I do."
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