Chapter 599 It doesn't sound like the truth
"Your humble servant greets His Highness the Eighth Prince." Chen Man bowed and saluted.
Madam Shen, Shen Chi and Shen Pin followed suit and bowed to greet her.
Chu Jinyan nodded slightly, and a faint smile suddenly appeared in his cold eyes: "No need to be polite."
The veins on his forehead suddenly jumped a few times. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the Eighth Prince's smile was full of ill intentions.
"Junior greets General Shen." Qiao Yuanan clasped his fists and bowed deeply to Shen Man, his waist half bent and his head almost hanging to the ground.
Chen Man looked at the foolish boy in front of him and suddenly felt reluctant to bully him, so he snorted.
"Hello, Aunt Shen." Qiao Yuanan then bowed to Mrs. Shen with a smile on his face.
It is said that the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him. Mrs. Shen smiled so hard that her teeth were visible: "Good boy, sit down quickly."
"Hello, Mr. Shen." Qiao Yuanan bowed to Shen Chi again.
Shen Chi smiled and clasped his fists in return.
Qiao Jingyi is Qiao Yuanan's fourth brother. Before leaving the capital, his sister warned him to take good care of himself. After getting to know him over the past few days, he found that although Qiao Jingyi is young, he is decisive, bold and smart, and the two get along very well.
Since he was the person his sister liked and this marriage was really facilitated, although Shen Chi understood his father's concerns, he was also genuinely happy for his sister.
In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with following the Eighth Prince. He understands that his father wants to protect himself, but he also has a passion in his heart. If the Eighth Prince really sits on the supreme throne in the future, the Shen family, which has the merit of following the dragon, will be even better than now, and it will not be a problem for him to be conferred a title and become a king.
Chen Pin and Qiao Yuanan looked at each other, and an unspoken affection spread between them. Suddenly, two clouds appeared on Chen Pin's cheeks. He quickly withdrew his gaze and stood beside Mrs. Shen.
Seeing that Qiao Yuanan's eyes were glued to his daughter and couldn't be taken away, Chen Man couldn't help but cough lightly: "Ahem... I wonder why Qiao Zhuangyuan came here today?"
The yard is so bright red, isn't General Shen asking this question knowing the answer?
Qiao Yuanan felt the cold sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall.
Chen Pin pouted her red lips and glared at her father with resentment in her eyes, but her upbringing prevented her from questioning her father in front of so many people. She could only use her eyes to express her resentment.
Dad, do you want your daughter to be an old maid?
Didn’t you say not to make things difficult?
If Qiao Yuanan is scared away, can you go to Qiao's house and bring him back for me?
At this time, Chu Jinyan's cold voice with a faint smile sounded in the main hall: "General Shen, Madam Shen, I am entrusted by the Qiao family to accompany the second son of Qiao to propose marriage today and achieve a beautiful marriage."
After saying that, he looked at Shen Man and blinked meaningfully.
Shen Man was choked for a moment: "..."
No matter what his position is, when the prince speaks, how can he, a subject, say no?
It was intentional. The Eighth Prince must have done it on purpose.
Qiao Yuanan stood in front of Shen Man and Madam Shen, and bowed seriously and solemnly: "Pin'er and I have a similar relationship, and I hope you two will support us. I will protect her like a treasure and cherish her for the rest of her life."
His voice was soft, like cotton wool, and as gentle as his personality, but to Shen Pin it sounded like rolling thunder, making her heart beat faster and her blood rush. Countless joys surged into her chest in waves, and even her blood was filled with sweetness.
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On the same day, Lu Xiang was sitting in a carriage with a dazed look on his face. Outside sat the steward of the Duke of Anguo and the coachman. The wheels of the carriage rolled on the bluestone pavement of the street.
It was not until she sat in the main hall of Wu'an Marquis Mansion that she came back to her senses. Looking at Song Yanjun who was looking at her with a shy look, Lu Xiang shuddered all over and rubbed the goose bumps on her arms.
Brother, what are you talking about?
Steward Yan came to invite her and said that the prince had an urgent matter and needed her help. So she got on the carriage without asking any questions and followed Steward Yan.
Even more confused than Lu Xiang were He Yu and the wife of Marquis Wu'an.
He Yu looked at Lu Xiang on the left, then at Song Yanjun on the right, and said suspiciously, "I wonder what you two are here for? Miss San is here to look for Yan'er? I'll have someone take you to the backyard."
Lu Xiang blinked, his eyes were blank and innocent, and finally fell on Song Yanjun, and said silently: Yes, brother, what are you doing here in Wu'anhou?
Song Yanjun coughed lightly, stood up from the chair, clasped his fists and bowed to He Yu, saying, "My Lord, I fell in love with Miss He at first sight and want to marry her. I hope you and your wife will agree. If you agree, I will come to propose marriage soon."
My father had already prepared the betrothal gifts and had originally chosen today as the auspicious day to come and propose marriage directly, but he was stopped by him.
Although he told He Zhiyan that he would take responsibility when the incident happened, it was obvious that she did not take it to heart. In addition, there was no other abnormality in the Wu'an Marquis's Mansion these days except for the rumor that the old lady was seriously ill. It seemed that Wu'an Marquis did not know what happened that day. If he came directly to propose marriage, and Wu'an Marquis was so shocked that he failed to agree, then his high-profile proposal would be known to the people in the capital, and he would be very embarrassed.
As a man, it's okay for him to become a source of laughter for others, but he doesn't want He Zhiyan to be implicated.
"Puff..." Lu Xiang suddenly spat out the tea that she had just drunk. She stared at Song Yanjun in horror with her beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't because of the continuous coughing. Her face turned red from holding it in.
He Yu and the wife of Marquis Wu'an were also so shocked by Song Yanjun's words that their internal organs were trembling. They looked at Song Yanjun in disbelief, unable to recover for a long time.
What, what?
Song Yanjun actually proposed to marry He Zhiyan?
After being shocked, Lady Wu'an Hou couldn't help but feel jealous.
Could it be that the sun has risen from the west? What's so good about that sickly girl He Zhiyan that she could win the heart of Song Yanjun?
The wife of Marquis Wu'an looked at the mature and handsome man in front of her. The dissatisfaction in her eyes was like a sharp knife. If her gaze had substance, Song Yanjun would have been shot into a hornet's nest.
Song Yanjun sensed the annoyance of the wife of Marquis Wu'an, and thought that as a stepmother, she was dissatisfied with him because of her daughter's sake, so the smile on his face became more sincere, and he was once again glad that he had come to the house first to seek the consent of the two elders, instead of going directly to the house with gifts to propose marriage.
Mrs. Wu'an Marquis had no idea that Song Yanjun had completely misunderstood her meaning. She found the smile on his face annoying and was so angry that her intestines were about to be tied into a knot: "Song Shizi is such a steady man, but he actually fell in love with my Yan'er at first sight. This doesn't sound like the truth at all."
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