Knowing that Fu Hanlai's health might not be as good as others, Marquis Jing'an and Jiang Xuetao, despite disliking him, did not try to force him to drink.
Jiang Xuetao simply felt that it was a pity that his younger sister was paired with Fu Hanlai—of course, in Jiang Xuetao's eyes, no one was good enough for his sister, regardless of who it was.
The reason for the Marquis of Jing'an is much simpler.
Because Fu Han came to run away from the wedding ===
—I reluctantly married my daughter to you, but you ran away from the wedding?
This is probably what all fathers think, and at this moment he forgot all about Jiang Xuelin's elopement.
That's right, fathers can be unreasonable.
The men were eating in the front yard. Jiang Xuetao thought about the news circulating outside and felt worried about her sister's situation in the Prince's mansion. She also wanted to test Fu Hanlai's reaction.
Fu Hanlai doesn't put much pressure on his own people, which is why he often seems rather simple-minded. As for whether he really is simple-minded, no one knows.
In short, by evening, when Jiang Xuelin and Fu Hanlai, this resentful young couple, boarded the carriage back to the Prince's Mansion, Fu Hanlai had already told them everything he could.
Sitting in the carriage, Jiang Xuelin felt a little reluctant to leave. She was lost in thought the whole way. Fu Hanlai didn't know what she was thinking, but when he thought of the rumors outside and the words of Marquis Jing'an testing him, he couldn't help but give her some instructions.
"Hello!"
Jiang Xuelin, who was thinking about the instructions given by the Lady of Jing'an Marquis, was nudged by his elbow and looked up. "What's wrong?"
Upon seeing Fu Hanlai, Jiang Xuelin couldn't help but recall the words that Lady Jing'an Marquis had just instructed her to say.
Of all the people in the Jing'an Marquis's mansion, the one she feared most was her mother.
I don't dare to outwardly comply but inwardly defy her. At worst, I'll give up half of my bed to Fu Hanlai tonight. As for the box that the Lady of Jing'an Marquis mentioned, I don't know where she put it. I'll have to look for it carefully when I get back and then have Fu Hanlai carry it down.
...However, since she doesn't have to worry about anything and can just lie down and sleep, why would her mother prepare things for her? Shouldn't they be for Fu Han?
Or should the Prince Ping's mansion prepare it for Fu Han?
Thinking about this, Jiang Xuelin felt a little strange, as if something was not right. However, this feeling was quickly diverted by Fu Hanlai and she put it out of her mind.
"They shouldn't know what you've done."
Fu Hanlai was referring to the incident where Jiang Xuelin caused the Imperial Concubine to fall.
But whether it was Jiang Xuelin, Fu Hanlai, or the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion, they all guessed that this matter was related to the Third Prince's lineage.
This is a direct attack on Jiang Xuelin, an attempt to ruin her reputation. This is not an enemy of the Prince Ping's Mansion, but rather the Jiang family, or more specifically, Jiang Xuelin's enemy.
The objective is clear.
"If I had known, I wouldn't be here peacefully."
Two fearless people have come together; I wonder if it's a good thing.
"Never mind, the Prince Ping's residence will announce the arrangements soon. But I think you probably don't want to go out these next few days. Why don't you have dinner while you're out and then go back?"
"You just wanted to go to the restaurant to listen to a storyteller, right?"
Fu Hanlai: "..."
Why are you speaking such blunt truths?
As a true playboy, what's wrong with liking to listen to storytelling? However, some time ago, because of the fight he got into with several other playboys at a restaurant, he was confined to the Prince's mansion by the Princess Consort and not allowed to leave. He hasn't been to the restaurant for quite some time now.
Today is a good opportunity, and Princess Ping would definitely not mind.
The two exchanged a glance, and then Fu Hanlai instructed the driver to turn around and head to the restaurant where he usually ate.
The restaurant was soon arrived. In the past, Fu Hanlai would sit in the main hall, right at the front of the storyteller's seat. He didn't mind being squeezed in with the common people. However, today Jiang Xuelin was with him, so he hesitated for a moment and then asked the waiter to take him to a private room upstairs.
Although Lady Jing'an Marquis was more lenient with Jiang Xuelin than with other unmarried girls, she still wouldn't let her go out to the restaurant to listen to storytelling, which was quite unusual.
"You're ignorant, aren't you? What's so strange about this? Look at you! I'm embarrassed to say that this ignorant person is actually my mortal enemy." Fu Hanlai unfolded his folding fan and fanned himself in a self-assured manner.
Jiang Xuelin glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Oh!
If she weren't a woman, she wouldn't be so unfamiliar with these things.
However, now that she is married, it is indeed much more convenient for her to go out than before, as married women are less restricted.
Thinking about it this way, there are advantages to marrying Fu Hanlai by chance. She can use this title to increase her opportunities to go out in the future!
Today, the storyteller in the restaurant was telling a story about a white-clad swordsman wandering the world. Many customers enjoyed it, but after finishing one part, the storyteller stopped at the part where the white-clad swordsman fell off a cliff to save his beloved.
"If you want to know more, come again tomorrow for the next explanation!"
Many of the listeners, like Fu Hanlai, sighed with regret upon hearing this. Then the storyteller smiled mysteriously and began to talk about another matter.
"However, I do have another story to tell you, esteemed guests. Once upon a time, there was a noble lady from a duke's mansion..."
"Bang!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a teacup fell from the second-floor private room, landing right at the storyteller's feet and shattering into pieces. Then, a calm and composed voice came from upstairs, "Excuse me, this young master's hand slipped. Please continue. Tell me, what happened to that noble lady from the Duke's mansion?"
Fu Hanlai leaned lazily against the second-floor railing, looking down at the trembling storyteller as if he had no bones.
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