Chapter 573 I'm not relying on you
After leaving the house, Luo looked at the silent He Xiong and asked, "Master, my elder brother is unwilling to help with Miao Er's matter. What should we do?"
He Xiong came back to his senses, looked at Luo Shi with a stern expression, and said: "Miao Er's matter is nothing, now there are more difficult problems."
Luo was startled: "What?"
"Miao'er said that she was knocked unconscious by Lu Xiang, which means that Lu Xiang saw me taking Song Yanjun to the backyard and sending him to the room where Miao'er was, which led to our original plan."
If Song Yanjun had just suppressed the effects of the drug and ran away after seeing Miao'er, he could still pretend to be clueless and pull himself out of this quagmire, but now Lu Xiang has intervened.
Song Yanjun's sudden disappearance must have been caused by Lu Xiang taking him away, not to mention that the servant must have been sent by her.
Damn it, in this way, his plan to plot against Song Yanjun would undoubtedly be exposed in front of her and Song Yanjun.
He had to quickly find a way to minimize the consequences of this incident.
After hearing what He Xiong said, Luo's face turned pale and he was extremely panicked.
"What should I do?"
I thought that with my mother's help, Miao'er and Prince Song's affair would be a done deal, but I didn't expect such a big mistake. Compared with the Anguo Mansion and the Nu Mansion, my daughter's innocence is indeed not a big deal.
He Xiong frowned hard, put his hands behind his back and said, "Let me think about it. You keep an eye on Miao Er."
Luo had already been at a loss, but when she heard He Xiong's instructions, she nodded immediately.
The Mansion of Duke Anguo.
Song Yanjun stayed in his room for the entire afternoon and did not come out until after dinner time.
"Prince, the Duke wants you to go to the study to find him." When the servants saw Song Yanjun go out, they hurriedly reported.
Song Yanjun nodded: "Okay."
Even if my father doesn't look for him, I will go find him.
Seeing that Song Yanjun hadn't even had dinner, Song Zhenzhen hesitated for a while, worried that something had happened to him, so she decided to go look for him. Just then, she saw Song Yanjun hurriedly leaving his yard.
"Miss, the prince seems to be fine, let's go back." Liuxiang said.
Song Zhenzhen nodded and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he thought of something and followed Song Yanjun.
Liuxiang was startled for a moment, then hurried to follow.
Song Yanjun entered the study and told the servants to stay away. Then he slowly said, "Dad, I want to marry the eldest daughter of Marquis Wu'an. Please pick a date to propose marriage for me."
"puff……"
The Duke of Anguo had just taken a sip of tea, but it was sprayed out in an untidy manner under the sudden attack of his son.
He held the teacup and looked at his handsome and cold son in front of him with astonishment. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"Can you say that again?"
Is your son willing to get married?
The surprise came so suddenly that he suspected he was hallucinating.
Song Yanjun looked at Anguo Gongming's surprised and happy expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "I want to marry Wuan's eldest daughter, He Zhiyan."
Is that clear enough, Dad?
Duke Anguo looked at Song Yanjun very seriously, and when he was sure that he had heard correctly, a big smile suddenly broke out on his face, with the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears: "Okay, okay, okay!" He patted his thigh excitedly: "It's amazing that you have figured it out. Dad will go to propose marriage tomorrow."
"Yes." Song Yanjun nodded in response.
His eyebrows were slightly raised, and it was not difficult to see that he was happy inside, but when he thought of what happened today, his handsome face turned dark.
Duke Anguo was enjoying himself when he noticed that his son's face looked strange: "What's with that expression? You're the one who's going to marry the eldest daughter of the He family, why do you look so unhappy?"
As he said this, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly took a breath: "Could it be that she is using tricks to get on you?"
Otherwise how can we explain that it is such a happy occasion to get married but my son looks so angry and stern.
"No, Dad." Song Yanjun looked at the Duke of Anguo, hesitated for a moment, and then told him about the plot against me in the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion: "...Thanks to Xiangxiang's timely arrival, I was not plotted against. It was just that I acted frivolously when I was not conscious and caused Miss He to suffer injustice. Even if it did not lead to irreversible consequences, I can't pretend that nothing happened."
As Song Yanjun spoke, the expression on Duke Anguo's face became increasingly gloomy, so dark that it seemed as if ink was about to drip out.
He Xiong...
A mere censor dared to plot against his son.
If He Zhimiao was really a good person, He Xiong could have asked someone to match them up. As long as it was suitable for his son, he might have agreed. But this bastard chose to use conspiracy and trickery on his son in an attempt to ruin Jun'er's reputation.
"You have let Miss He down. There are other ways to make up for it. There is no need to force yourself and risk your sexual happiness for the rest of your life." Duke Anguo said coldly.
I thought my son fell in love with the girl at first sight at the birthday party and insisted on marrying her, and that he was doing all this just to take responsibility.
Although Jun'er was wrong in this matter, if we really want to investigate, Marquis Wu'an should also bear some responsibility.
If it weren't for the negligence in the management of his mansion, how could Jun'er have fallen into He Xiong's trap?
Duke Anguo would rather let others suffer than let his own son suffer.
"No one else will know about this matter. If you keep it to yourself, you can preserve Miss He's innocence."
After a pause, Duke Anguo said again.
"Dad, I won't force it." Song Yanjun glanced at Duke Anguo nervously, a faint blush on his handsome face: "Anyway... Dad will arrange a matchmaker to propose marriage."
After hearing what Song Yanjun said, Duke Anguo was stunned. He looked at his son carefully and after a while he was sure that his son was serious.
"Have you really thought it through?"
Song Yanjun nodded: "Yes."
It was not the first time he had contact with the girl, but he had never had any other thoughts before. He had no intention of flirting with her, but when he proposed to be responsible for her and wanted to marry her, he had some expectations in his heart.
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