Chapter 32: Proposal
Lu Qiaoxiao felt as if something had flipped his heart upside down.
She noticed that Shen Yuheng's ears were slightly red, and she was about to ask something else.
But then he heard the person next to him say quietly: "Does Pei Jinxuan still seem to be thinking about you?"
Shen Yuheng thought of the man holding the wine jug in front of Lianxiang Tower, looking distraught and in love, and his heart was choked.
Lu Qiaoxiao curled his lips and said subconsciously with disdain: "No, he just felt that he had suddenly lost someone who used to like him very much."
"Oh? You used to like him very much? What did you like about him very much?" Shen Yuheng seemed to have grasped the key point, and a coldness emanated from his deep eyes.
Lu Qiaoxiao felt that his tone was strange and hurried. She met his eyes in confusion, but saw that he looked away.
Yes, Shen Yuheng didn't really care, it was just——
If they were to get married, Shen Yuheng was a man after all, and would never allow his wife to have anything to do with another man.
In order to prove his loyalty, Lu Qiaoxiao had no choice but to answer honestly, "The first time I met Pei Jinxuan was on a cruise ship on the Bian River. He was wearing a turquoise robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and standing gracefully at the bow of the boat."
When she said this, a hint of reminiscence appeared in her eyes, which was also a part of her carefree girlhood.
In a moment of excitement, she wanted to continue talking about how she was standing on the bridge looking at the lake, but her eyes were immediately caught by the green figure.
Although she disliked Pei Jinxuan now, she was indeed attracted to him when he was young.
"It was quite a coincidence. Someone fell into the water by the lake, and I jumped in and caught him. I ended up getting on Pei Jinxuan's boat."
"I thought Pei Jinxuan was quite gentle back then, not as unreasonable and unreasonable as he is now."
Lu Qiaoxiao let out a long breath. She could actually swim.
But in her previous life, she was pushed into the Pei family's pond, and she no longer had any desire to live.
That's why he died so easily.
So the bond between us is due to water, and the separation between us by death is also due to water.
What a bad fate.
As she was speaking, she suddenly noticed that Shen Yuheng's brows were getting more and more furrowed. Her heart tightened, and she immediately shut up.
"Why don't you continue?" He looked at her with that clear and sharp gaze again, but there was a bone-chilling coldness in his tone that made people feel creepy.
Lu Qiaoxiao shook his head and said to himself, "I was young and ignorant. It's just a green dress. I was just attracted by it."
"From what I've seen today, the second young master of the Pei family is no more than this."
Shen Yuheng nodded, neither agreeing nor denying.
finally--
The carriage stopped. Lu Qiaoxiao lifted a corner of the curtain and saw the familiar plaque of the house. His heart instantly dropped from his throat.
"We're here. Prime Minister, I'm leaving first! Thank you for today!" Lu Qiaoxiao felt cold all over because of the cold air in the carriage.
She had a feeling that a powerful official like Shen Yuheng must care very much about the loyalty of those around him.
To be on the safe side, she should stay as far away from Pei Jinxuan as possible in the future.
Lu Qiaoxiao almost ran away. She knew clearly that even though Shen Yuheng was a very good person, she was still a little afraid of him deep down.
Once upon a time when Lu Shiyou was studying at the Imperial College, she was sneaking into the last row and was startled awake by a glare. This incident left a deep impression on her.
Or maybe my father would occasionally bring up things in the court at home, saying how unkind Shen Yuheng was, who neither accepted gifts from colleagues nor participated in gatherings and banquets with colleagues.
Others came forward with smiles on their faces, but Shen Yuheng just nodded slightly with a blank expression, which made others seem overly enthusiastic.
Not to mention that he had worked part-time in the Dali Temple for a period of time, people all called him the King of Hell.
This left an indelible psychological trauma on the little Lu Qiaoxiao.
"See you tomorrow." After taking a few steps, a man's calm voice came from behind.
She subconsciously turned her head and her eyes met his.
"See you tomorrow!" Their lips touched, and there was a knot in their lips.
Shen Yuheng sat back in the carriage and calmed down his somewhat confused mood. When he thought of the soft and warm touch just now, his heart beat faster.
only--
She had a somewhat nervous look just now, as if she was afraid that he was going to eat her.
Shen Yuheng sighed softly.
But from tomorrow on, she would be his engaged wife, and he felt his heart was about to beat in his throat.
That day, apricot blossoms were blooming on the Bian River, and the water was rippling gently.
Under the bright warm sunshine, the expression between her eyebrows is more blazing than the red sun hanging high in the sky, and more charming than the peach blossoms soaked in spring dew.
The smile is bigger than the clouds in the sky.
Such heat makes the bright spring light lose its color.
——
Early the next morning, Lu Qiaoxiao was woken up by Bai Zhi.
When she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw Bai Zhi's enlarged, surprised face: "Miss, Prime Minister Shen is here with betrothal gifts! A lot! A lot of betrothal gifts!"
Lu Qiaoxiao shuddered and became completely awake.
After washing and dressing, he hurried out.
There was a corridor connecting the reception room and the backyard. Lu Qiaoxiao went from the corridor to the front hall, hid behind a screen, and listened with bated breath to what Shen Yuheng was saying to Lu Yong.
Shen Yuheng was wearing a bright red official uniform today, and it seemed that he had just come back from court.
He had fair skin to begin with, and the shimmering red dress made him even more handsome and breathtaking.
Her eyes are cold and clear, but the slightly upturned corners of her eyes add a touch of beauty, and her deep pupils seem to be able to see through everything in the world.
"Sir Lu, I came here to ask for your hand in marriage for my beloved daughter, Lu Qiaoxiao."
"The engagement letter and gift letter are both here. Please review them one by one."
Lu Yong smiled kindly, his eyes fixed on the gift list, his cloudy old eyes staring blankly.
This Prime Minister Shen is too polite. I know that his Shen family is rich, but he is actually so rich.
The level of this betrothal ceremony is comparable to a royal wedding ceremony!
He had indeed been right about Qiao Xiao. To be able to attract so much attention from Shen Yuheng, she must have some abilities!
Looking at Lu Yong's slightly trembling hands and his old face full of smiles, Lu Qiaoxiao could guess how expensive the betrothal gift was.
Her father, the Marquis of Yong'an, has nothing but money.
Although many of them were dowries brought by her mother, Lu Yong had still seen some of the world.
An ordinary gift wouldn't make him lose his composure like this.
It must be extremely valuable and rare to make Lu Yong, who always cares about his reputation, lose his composure like this.
She couldn't help but complain in her heart, it would be better to give it to her.
This dowry, which had just been taken back from Lu Yong, the scoundrel, was now used to replenish her.
No, this is too much of a loss, too much of a loss.
We can’t let the Wang couple get away with it for nothing.
When mother comes back to take me back, these dowries must be placed in her hands.
On the other side of the screen, Shen Yuheng said calmly, "Master Lu, when Madam Qiao returns from Qingcheng Mountain, I hope these betrothal gifts can be kept in Madam Qiao's hands."
“Qiao Xiao values his mother, so I have prepared another gift for my father-in-law.”
Lu Yong's smile froze on his face.
What? Why should husband and wife be so clear about the division?
Mrs. Qiao took her daughter's dowry?
Does this mean you don't take him seriously?
Without waiting for Lu Yong to ask any more questions, Shen Yuheng raised his hand, and then several people came forward, carrying several heavy boxes.
Lu Yong frowned, thinking that it couldn't be a good thing, the box looked just ordinary.
When the box was opened, Lu Qiaoxiao clearly saw his father's stunned expression.
"This - this is the painting of Master Ji Chunli? The calligraphy of Mr. Murong Jun?" Lu Yong stood up, picked up the slightly yellowed scroll, and his voice trembled.
Lu Qiaoxiao was confused for a while, but then he understood after thinking about it.
Yes, her father calls himself a clean person, not because he is loyal and resolute, but because he collects various calligraphy and paintings by famous people to show his noble character.
Shen Yuheng, on the other hand, knows how to cater to his preferences.
The bright red sleeves fluttered in the wind, and Lu Qiaoxiao's heart was throbbing with an unknown feeling.
"You - where did you get this?" Lu Yong's breathing was a little difficult.
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