Chapter 210: Nine Thousand Years Old vs. Young Master of the Qinghe Cui Family
Guyu was the first to rush over to greet him, not forgetting to complain, "Nine Thousand Years Old, you are finally back. The young master of the Qinghe Cui family actually had the audacity to ask to marry my princess in public."
Yes, it belongs to his master.
"He even swore publicly that he would never marry another woman and never have a child out of wedlock. Haha, what nonsense!"
Li Wuyang's cold eyes swept towards Cui Changyan. Cui Changyan felt like he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, with nowhere to hide. His back felt cold and his throat tightened.
Feeling a strong sense of danger!
He forced himself to remain calm, gritted his teeth, and bowed, "Greetings, Nine Thousand Year Old."
As if reminded, the others all saluted in unison. "Greetings, Mr. Nine Thousand."
Countless people knelt in front of Li Wuyang. Li Wuyang's gaze passed through the crowd and fell on Yun Zheng. Their eyes met and they smiled at each other.
His wandering heart finally settled down.
Yun Zheng, he's back!
For the first time in his life, he felt that being on a business trip was a difficult experience, and he kept thinking of her unintentionally.
I think of her when I eat, she loves this dish.
If you see something interesting, you want to share it with her.
I saw some beautiful jewelry and wanted to buy it for her.
Yun Zheng's eyes sparkled and her joy was beyond words.
It’s great that he returned to her safely.
That's enough!
The knights dismounted and knelt in front of the carriage, "Welcome to the Nine Thousand Years Old Man."
The carriage was specially made. With a light push, the door opened, the steel board slid down, and the wheelchair moved down steadily along the board.
"Everyone, get up."
A group of people surrounded Li Wuyang's wheelchair and drove towards the shed, but no merchant dared to approach.
As soon as he sat down, Lichun and Liqiu served him, serving tea and water, and were busy all the time.
The shed was surrounded by fully armed soldiers and was under tight security.
Yun Zheng happily approached him, looked him over, and asked in a low voice, "You look a little pale. Are you injured?"
Li Wuyang's lips curled up slightly, "No, safe journey."
Is that so? Yun Zheng didn't ask any more questions. This wasn't the right time to talk.
Why are you losing weight? Didn’t you eat well?
"Have you eaten yet?"
Li Wuyang looked at her, unwilling to blink, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he could only force himself to hold it in. "I was in a hurry to get back and didn't have time to eat. What's delicious?"
Yun Zheng felt a little distressed. "Roast goose, crispy suckling pig, king prawns, ah, there's a first-class official bird's nest, have a bowl to fill your stomach first."
Li Wuyang's heart was burning with anger, but in front of everyone, he was extremely restrained and nodded slightly, "Okay."
Yun Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Dumplings on board, noodles on board. I'll have someone make you a bowl of Luohan noodles."
"Okay." Li Wuyang softened his demeanor, no longer holding the murderous aura he had when he first came in.
For the first time in his life, someone told him that he would have dumplings when he got on the bus and noodles when he got off. It was so nice.
The feeling of being remembered by someone is strange yet warm, warming both your body and mind.
Cui Changyan, standing outside the studio, stared at their interaction. The interaction between them was natural and familiar, and there was an atmosphere of each of them creating their own world.
He was secretly shocked, "They... have always been like this?"
Manager Zhang, who was standing next to him, was feeling unhappy. He was blocked outside, so why was Yun Zheng allowed to be inside?
"What's so strange about this? If you had seen how Princess Jinyun and the Emperor interact, you would also be shocked."
His tone was sour, "She's a flatterer. She's very good at dealing with the Ninth Prince and the Emperor, and she can coax them into happily protecting her."
Yun Zheng was extremely relaxed in front of the emperor and spoke boldly and openly, which was something he could never do.
Zheng Changrong: ...So, they are just surprised by what they have never seen before?
Cui Changyan's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt a little uneasy. Could it be that Yun Zheng's lover was really Prince Rui?
"Nine Thousand Years Old, Cui Changyan of the Qinghe Cui family requests an audience."
"Zheng Changrong of the Zheng family in Xingyang requests an audience."
Li Wuyang frowned slightly and glanced at Yun Zheng. Yun Zheng's black eyes blinked, looking very innocent.
"Let them in."
Seeing the two of them about to go in, Zhang Zongguan couldn't help but get anxious, "Nine Thousand Years Old, I want to come in too."
What was he doing standing outside alone? Guarding the door?
Li Wuyang glanced at him calmly, and the guards made way for him. "Manager Zhang, please."
After the three of them entered, they stood with their hands hanging down.
Cui Changyan said, "Nine Thousand Years Old, I..."
Yun Zheng interrupted impatiently, "Let him finish his meal first. Why are you in such a hurry? It's not like he's in a hurry to reincarnate."
A smile flashed in Li Wuyang's eyes. He took the first-grade official swallow and started drinking it, then ate a bowl of steaming Luohan noodles.
He sat there, looking majestic without even getting angry, and his aura was so powerful that people couldn't look directly at him.
This is not only the innate nobility of the emperor and his nobles, but also the awe-inspiring aura he has honed through holding great power and experiencing countless bloody storms.
The young masters of the Cui and Zheng families were like rookies in front of him.
Cui Changyan calmly looked at the legendary and powerful Nine Thousand Years Old. He was indeed outstanding in appearance and had an imposing aura, but...
His eyes fell on Li Wuyang's legs, and immediately a cold look swept over him.
His body stiffened. "Nine Thousand Years Old, you must have been exhausted from the journey. Why don't you go back to the palace and rest first?"
Li Wuyang glanced at him calmly, "Young Master of the Qinghe Cui Family?"
Cui Changyan felt a tremendous pressure, even stronger than what he felt from his father.
"yes."
Li Wuyang put down his bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth nonchalantly. "I've heard that the Qinghe Cui family is a family of etiquette, but after meeting them today, I find that their reputation is not as good as it seems. They don't live up to their reputation."
This statement is tantamount to slapping the Cui family in the face.
Cui Changyan's expression changed slightly. "Excuse me, what did the Cui family do wrong?"
Li Wuyang's expression was cold. "You're not asking for marriage, you're forcing marriage in public. If you have any respect for etiquette and rules, the first step is to go to the girl's parents to ask for their consent, and then let the matchmaker come to propose marriage. This is the respectful way to do it."
How could he propose to a woman in public, with no regard for her reputation?
Is that not worthy of his respect?
Gu Yu added, "What do the Cui family know about rules and etiquette? Ninth Prince, you think too highly of them. The rumors are untrue."
You still want to compete with his master? Are you worthy?
Cui Changyan subconsciously looked at Yun Zheng. Yun Zheng's face was calm, and his heart tightened.
"Princess, please believe me, I was overwhelmed by my emotions and I have absolutely no intention of disrespect."
Yun Zheng's mind was as clear as a mirror. "You've just been in a high position for too long, and you're used to being domineering. You use tricks to do everything, and you don't have any sincerity at all."
The heirs trained by large families are extremely shrewd and are masters at weighing the pros and cons.
Since she is useful, he wants to marry her home to protect the family.
If it has no use value, just hide it in the outer house for fun.
Really? It's worthless!
Cui Changyan was secretly shocked, "No, I..."
With the reputation and prestige of the Qinghe Cui family, I wonder how many women want to marry into the Cui family.
Even girls from the five surnames and seven noble families dressed up to attend the banquet to select the clan wife, just hoping to be chosen.
He was used to women trying every possible means to throw themselves at him, and he really didn't know how to actively please women.
Yun Zheng's face was full of sarcasm as she asked loudly, "If it were a royal princess today, would you dare to be so presumptuous?"
The scene fell silent. This question... was too fatal!
Li Wuyang's eyes turned cold as ice.
Seeing this, Guyu's mouth corners rose slightly. Someone is going to be in trouble, hahahaha.
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