(I'll go to sleep after finishing this chapter. I'm really tired.)
After reminiscing about the past, Tang Cuiyan went straight to the point of their visit today. After she expressed her son's interest in Yu Qinglan and his desire to marry her, the expression on Grand Tutor Yu's face became very complicated.
"Cui Yan, it's not that I don't give you face. It's just that I can't make a decision on my own." Grand Tutor Yu showed an embarrassment. "Although the Queen Mother hasn't explicitly issued an order regarding this marriage, you and I both know that Lan'er will be the Crown Princess. As for the imperial decree, neither of us can disobey it."
"I know," Madam Tang said with an understanding look. "What if, what if Qinglan doesn't get chosen as the Crown Princess, then can we give our Hai'er a chance?"
"This is unlikely." Grand Tutor Yu said bluntly, because privately, the Queen Mother had mentioned to him many times, both openly and secretly, that she wanted Yu Qinglan to be the Crown Princess.
Mrs. Tang smiled awkwardly. She didn't expect that Grand Tutor Yu would deny her so explicitly. She was also a smart person and knew that he didn't have such an intention, so she didn't force it.
After all, Yu Qinglan is too quiet and honest, which is comparable to Tang Hai's weak temperament. Although their personalities are similar, they are actually not very suitable.
Tang Cuiyan thought that the life of two such honest and quiet people would be uneventful and naturally boring.
This is the situation between her and Prime Minister Tang now. As long as her heart is not with him, everything will be boring.
"Okay, I understand," she said. "I won't bother Master Yu anymore. I have some things to do at home, so I'll leave first."
"Let me see you off." Master Yu smiled at her kindly, but he also felt that this was a blunt refusal and an insult to her.
If it were someone else, he would definitely not care too much, but Tang Cuiyan was the daughter of his deceased best friend, so he would feel a little guilty.
One of the purposes of Tang Cuiyan's trip was to feel "apologetic".
She knew that Grand Tutor Yu was capable and a minister favored by the Queen Mother, so he would have to ask for help from others in the future.
If Prime Minister Tang accidentally got into trouble by saying the wrong thing or doing something else, he could at least ask Grand Tutor Yu to leave them a way out.
You see, although Mrs. Tang has no feelings for Prime Minister Tang, she still helps him on weekdays, as if it is a habit.
After seeing the person off, Grand Tutor Yu met Yu Qinglan when he walked back into the mansion.
She was drawing on the stone table under the pear tree in the courtyard.
His granddaughter usually likes to draw and play the piano. His son Yu Siyuan is not very talented, and his daughter-in-law is unruly. It is really a miracle that they can give birth to Yu Qinglan, who can be called the most talented woman in Funing.
Yoo Seung-ho is like a biological son. He stays out all day, spending his days drinking and partying, and walking the cat and dog.
But one thing that Master Yu always felt sorry for the siblings was that their mother passed away so early.
After so many years, he still feels that everything is his fault.
"Lan'er, what are you drawing?"
The pear blossoms were in full bloom, and petals fluttered down, landing on the tips of Yu Qinglan's hair, staying there, and then sliding to the ground.
"Grandfather," Yu Qinglan politely bowed slightly as a greeting, "I'm painting pear blossoms."
It is really pleasant to paint pear blossoms under the pear tree.
The unique fragrance of pear blossoms wafted into his nose, and Master Yu suddenly felt much more cheerful and comfortable. He said, "The pear blossoms are in full bloom this year. Ask your father to make some pear blossom pastries. You've been craving pear blossom pastries for a while now, haven't you?"
Yu Qinglan's eyelashes flickered, and she paused her paintbrush. Her gaze finally fell on the petals scattered on the ground. She said, "No need. It would be a shame to pick these flowers. Just let them bloom. They are quite beautiful."
Master Yu raised his eyebrows. What's wrong with this child today? Usually, he loves to eat snacks made from flowers and fruits.
"Okay, then I won't do it." Master Yu looked closely at his granddaughter's painting and praised it. Then he thought of his disappointing grandson and asked, "Where's that kid Yu Seung-ho?"
Yu Qinglan always paid attention to her brother's movements. He had gone to Zuixianlou early this morning and had not returned since then, so she quickly replied, "Ahao went to Zuixianlou. Business has been a bit busy lately."
Grand Tutor Yu frowned and was unhappy. Ever since his grandson took over Zuixianlou from Helan Ruizhe, he had been running to the restaurant every day.
He was still thinking about how to let his grandson inherit his mantle. He was a dignified civil servant, but his only grandson was engaged in business? This was really laughable. Whenever he mentioned this to Yoo Seung-ho, he would always vaguely say that he had his father.
"What future can this kid have if he hangs out in a restaurant all day long!" Grand Tutor Yu was furious when he thought of those things. Fortunately, his granddaughter was very capable.
"Oh, right," he thought, remembering something else. "In a couple of days, the Queen Mother will announce the candidate for the Crown Princess. Be prepared then. She'll invite you all to a banquet. But don't worry, there's a 90% chance that person will be you."
When Yu Qinglan heard this, she was drawing the stamens in the petals. The tip of the brush paused, and she wrote with too much force. A drop of ink accumulated along the tip of the brush, and "click--" the whole painting was ruined.
"Hey, this is a great painting, why are you..."
"Grandfather," Yu Qinglan said to Grand Tutor Yu, looking at the incomplete painting with her eyes drooping, "I don't want to be the Crown Princess anymore."
"What did you say?" Yu Taishi's instinctive reaction was to question him. He had agreed to this before, so why did he suddenly change his mind? This child had never disobeyed him since he was a child.
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