"In that case, you may leave."
Helian Nie glanced at Nan Rongqing indifferently, then parted his thin lips and spoke coldly, his intention to send her away was self-evident.
"This old minister takes his leave."
Nan Rongqing was not stupid. Seeing the emperor's expression, it was clear that the marriage was a done deal. He sighed inwardly and bowed as he withdrew.
After Nan Rongqing left, Changying closed the door to the Imperial Study from the outside, cutting off the view between the inside and outside.
Helian Nie slightly raised his narrow, almond-shaped eyes, a cold glint flashing in them. He looked down on the Nanrong family.
However, Nan Rong Jinghua, this anomaly, still needs to be kept in check. The ugly thing is the best bargaining chip to keep Nan Rong Jinghua in check.
This marriage, whether it works out or not, has to happen.
**
After returning to the manor in a hurry, Nan Rongqing asked a servant and then went straight to Nan Rong Jinghua's courtyard.
The verdant bamboo in the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze, while Nan Rong Jinghua, dressed in a silver-white robe as white as frost, stood out.
Brewing tea with warm water in your hand, the rising steam inexplicably calms you down.
Nan Rongqing, who had come full of anger, suddenly felt a lump in her throat, and her steps slowed down. Her bellyful of questions and anger inexplicably subsided a little.
"Grandpa, sit down."
Nan Rongjinghua didn't seem surprised by Nan Rongqing's arrival. Youlan Qingqian spoke, gesturing for Nan Rongqing to sit down opposite her.
"Grandpa, have some tea."
Nan Rongqing sat down, and Nan Rongjinghua pushed the tea in front of him again, speaking softly and gently.
This back-and-forth quickly quelled most of Nan Rongqing's anger. If it weren't for the fact that this matter concerned the entire Nan Rong family, Nan Rongqing might have forgotten why he came here.
"Jinghua, your grandfather just went to the palace to meet the Emperor. He was going to tell him about your marriage to Zijing."
But I learned from the Emperor that you had already requested an imperial decree to be chosen as a son-in-law. Is this true?
Nan Rongqing put down his teacup, looked at Nan Rongjinghua, and asked the question that had been on his mind.
"yes."
Nan Rongjinghua's gaze, hidden beneath the long silk robe, remained unwavering as she answered Nan Rongqing's question.
Nan Rongqing was taken aback. Seeing that her grandson remained calm and composed, she felt a surge of emotions and asked, unwilling to give up, "..."
"Jinghua, aren't you going to give Aweng an explanation?"
He knew his grandson was a man of his own mind, but to just keep it from him, his grandfather, and quietly arrange his marriage like this, wasn't that a bit too much?
Not to mention, that person is none other than the current emperor's beloved little princess. Royal families have always been rife with intrigue, and the Nanrong family has never been involved in such matters, yet now...
Thinking about it, Nan Rongqing's anger, which had subsided, rose again. He looked at his grandson, whom he had always been proud of since childhood, with a sense of disappointment and frustration.
“Grandpa, she is my destined one, and the one I love. I will not marry anyone else but her.”
Faced with Nan Rongqing's anger and misunderstanding, Nan Rongjinghua remained calm and composed. He had long expected this day to come, but he never imagined it would come so soon.
His original intention was to spend time with Ah Sheng, and if they developed feelings for each other over time, then they could let others know.
After all, Ah Sheng is still so young, and she shouldn't have her freedom restricted by this marriage contract so early.
Nan Rongjinghua's composure left Nan Rongqing speechless, more confused than anything else. Overwhelmed with anger, she snapped,
"The little princess is only five years old. How can you be so fixated on her? How can she be your destined one!"
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