At night, Ye Huaian returned to the yard with a dark complexion.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jinglan sent someone to return Liuli today, but received a reply saying that Miss Liu and the eldest young master were out and had no time to take care of the cats, so she asked her if she could take them in for a day.
Yes, of course.
Jinglan was surrounded by five cats and was so happy that day that she almost forgot that she had a husband.
"The guards reported today that Heng'er drew his sword against the Imperial Master at the entrance of the guest house and nearly injured him."
Jing Lan's expression changed slightly, but it was fleeting. "I've long been fed up with that old Taoist priest's pretentiousness. I remember when Uncle Situ was the Imperial Preceptor, he wasn't this mean."
Ye Huaian felt heartbroken. Since he entered the room, his wife had only looked up at him when she heard the door open, but the rest of the time her eyes were on the cat.
"Don't try to intercede with him. I must teach him a lesson today."
Ye Huaian sat down and glanced at Jing Lan secretly.
Jinglan: "Just teach me a lesson." Don't bother me while I'm petting the cat.
Ye Huaian was furious: "Chiyu! Go and call the young master over!"
"yes."
Chi Yu is one of Ye Huaian's four personal guards. Like Fengying, he is a close attendant who takes care of daily affairs.
Soon Ye Heng came to the yard.
"Father, Mother."
Ye Heng was in a very good mood today, and even his attitude towards his parents became kinder.
Ye Huaian was speechless for a moment.
Seeing his father staring at him without saying a word, Ye Heng suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by family rules when he was a child.
"What's the matter, father, that I'm here for?"
Ye Huaian coughed twice: "I heard that you almost injured the Imperial Master in the reception building today?"
Ye Heng nodded, "But he was not hurt."
He thought he saw through Qinghuan's identity.
But Qinghuan is actually an ordinary person.
Then I can stay with him till the end of my life.
and……
"Yesterday's pure joy promised me that we will be married in the autumn of next year."
This time, Ye Huaian had no time to blame Jing Lan, and she even put down the cat in her hand.
"You mean getting married?"
Jing Lan's heart was filled with tears. My son, you have finally made it.
"Um."
Seeing the high-spirited look on Ye Heng's face, Ye Huaian couldn't help but think of the time when he was chosen as the imperial consort.
Well, I shouldn’t make such a stupid expression.
Even though Ye Heng is already twenty-five years old, Jing Lan still looks like she is worthy of the admiration of most men in Yunxi City, which shows how stunning Jing Lan was when she was young.
Otherwise, General Ye would not have lost his mind. After returning victorious, the late Emperor asked him what he wanted. Without even thinking, he kowtowed three times to his future father-in-law and said, "I dare to ask to marry Princess Jinglan."
If the late emperor had not had a strong psychological quality at that time, he would have taken off his boots and thrown them in his face.
Anyway, although there were some twists and turns later, Ye Huaian finally got the girl and lived a happy life that was worse than a cat's.
"I knew my son was capable. Even if he agreed, he wouldn't mind this little bit of time." Jing Lan was happy and prepared to start preparing the betrothal gifts for her son.
"After I got married, I went out to set up a residence. The general's residence awarded by the emperor is just right."
Jing Lan raised an eyebrow: "Qing Huan mentioned it?"
"Um"
"You don't lie at all," Jing Lan said with a smile. "My son has grown up, and it's only right for him to go out and set up his own residence. Your general's residence is not far from home, so you can come back often to visit. Wen Cheng, what do you think?"
Ye Huaian was finally remembered by his wife, who quickly confirmed his existence: "Just like your mother said, come back often."
Ye Heng bowed and said, "Thank you, Father and Mother, for your help."
Jinglan thought to herself: This damn kid is exactly like his father. If I don’t agree, he probably won’t listen.
Her daughter-in-law... Never mind. For Mao's sake, I won't bother with her.
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