Hearing this, Rong Zhihe was frightened.
"Come on, what's the point of not saying it now? Besides, what happens to Zheng Guijun is her business. My father is here now, how can you still sit still?"
"You don't understand. My mother is such a person that if I say this, she might rush to the Marquis' Mansion!"
"Then you won't ask her not to go to the Marquis' Mansion? Just tell her that the Marquis is here now, isn't that enough?"
Hearing this, Rong Zhihe's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, why didn't I think of it?"
"What didn't you expect?" Jian Xiu was completely confused by him.
"Look at what you said. Didn't you say she was coming? Now that she's here, can't I just tell her everything?"
"Then have you ever thought about Zi Jin's feelings? Are you planning to make it clear to both families at once?" Jian Xiu rolled her eyes and said.
Seeing that Rong Zhihe hadn't reacted yet, he continued:
"Have you ever thought about what would happen if your mother disagrees?"
"Why wouldn't she agree?" Rong Zhihe responded.
Jian Xiu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Think about it yourself!"
Then he turned around and left.
She needed to take a look at more than just the papermaking workshop. Rong Zhihe was a big boss after all, and he would always be rude sometimes.
Just like at this moment, he was afraid that he could not think of any reason why Rong Fu would refuse!
Chi Zijin was born in a noble marquis's mansion, but how could Rong Zhihe, as Mrs. Rong's only son, allow him to marry a sickly girl?
Of course, if Chi Zijin’s background was not so noble, it would not be impossible.
Because Rong Zhihe could still take a concubine, and if his wife was unable to give birth, it was not unacceptable for the concubine to give birth.
Although it was a bit reluctant, considering Mrs. Rong's anxiety, she would surely agree.
But Chi Zijin was born in a marquis's mansion. With such a noble status, how could she allow her husband to take a concubine?
In this case, even without thinking, Jian Xiu knew that Mrs. Rong would not agree.
Looking at that idiot Rong Zhihe, he is still standing there, probably he hasn't reacted yet.
By the time he reacted, Jian Xiu had already walked to the door.
"What? Have you figured out what to do now?"
"I've made up my mind. I'll go back to Rong Mansion now!" Rong Zhihe said without thinking.
Looking at his expression, he really couldn't wait even a quarter of an hour.
He didn't want to wait until his mother came to Jian Xiu's mansion to explain everything. What if Chi Zijin or Chi Jinzhong heard it?
By then, even if Chi Zijin was willing, Chi Jinzhong, who loved his daughter very much, would probably not be willing.
Thinking of this, Rong Zhihe looked at Jian Xiu again, his anxiety clearly visible in his eyes.
"Hurry up, my mother is impatient. If you don't hurry up, she might be at your house."
"You're so anxious now, what were you doing before?" Jian Xiu said unhappily.
Although he said so, his movements were obviously faster.
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Rong Mansion.
"What about this one? Take a look at mine." Song Jieyi opened her arms and asked Rong Zongli who was playing Go nearby.
"Not bad!" Rong Zongli said without raising his head.
When he said this, his eyes were still on the Go board in front of him.
Seeing this, Kit Song expressed her dissatisfaction.
"Rong Zongli, what do you mean? Are you unwilling to even look at me for one more second now?" Song Jieyi said with a frown.
After hearing this, Rong Zongli quickly put down the chess piece in his hand, stared at Song Jieyi blankly and said:
"Isn't the palace banquet the day after tomorrow? Why are you trying now? It doesn't matter if you try tomorrow?"
"Rong Zongli, hello, good job. I've been talking for a long time, but you still don't know where my clothes went?"
Rong Zongli: “…”
Could he say that he was so focused on studying Go that he really didn't notice what she said just now?
Song Jieyi knew that she couldn't expect this piece of wood to give her any advice, so she pointed at a set and said:
"Then let's do this! The response is also a face for the Rong family. I, Song Jieyi, don't care about these."
After saying this, he ordered the maid to help him put on the new clothes.
Seeing this, Rong Zongli finally realized that his husband was planning to meet the Princess of Anning County.
Thinking of this, Rong Zongli couldn't help but speak again:
"I said, now that you're here to meet me, you should at least send me a visiting card first! Wouldn't it make me laugh if you came here suddenly?"
"This is not what I thought. I've been busy these past two days. Besides, Zhihe often mentioned Princess An Ning in front of me. I roughly know what kind of person she is, so I won't be bothered by these details."
Wow, he has even thought of an excuse for Jian Xiu.
If Jian Xiu were here, she would definitely find that her temperament is really comparable to Rong Zhihe's.
They are indeed mother and son.
Hearing what Song Jieyi said, Rong Zongli wanted to refute it, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.
"Mom, are you going to find big brother?" Rong Wanwan at the side couldn't help but ask.
Seeing her eager look, Song Jieyi knew that she also wanted to go.
So he nodded and said, "Why? Didn't you meet Princess An Ning? Why do you still want to go?"
"Mother, I have never seen her before, and I haven't even spoken to her twice. How can it be as pleasant as meeting her like you do?"
After meeting Jian Xiu that day, Rong Wanwan liked Jian Xiu even more.
Especially when she contradicted Xi Yuanrong that day, it was such a satisfying experience.
She is worthy of being a female general appointed by the emperor himself. She is truly a man of both civil and military talents.
Even in an argument with 그, he is not inferior to 그.
"Don't come on, I don't know the little thing in your heart. Let me tell you, mother is in trouble, this is not a joke."
Song Jieyi said seriously.
Of course, in her eyes, this was indeed business.
That’s right. How can it not be a serious matter for my son’s lifelong event?
Upon hearing this, Rong Wanwan quickly raised her index and middle fingers and assured:
"Mom, please let me go. I promise not to cause you any trouble. I will just stand aside and say nothing. Isn't that enough?"
"Really?" Song Jieyi glanced at her daughter and said doubtfully.
"Really, really, really, more real than pearls!"
"Well then! Go change your clothes!"
"No need to worry! I don't think Jian Xiu will mind these!" Rong Wanwan said without thinking.
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