The atmosphere in the front yard wasn't good. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and besides, the Emperor's arranged marriage was clearly for ulterior motives. Qian Sheng dared not be careless in the slightest. Facing this cold-faced steward, he was truly caught off guard.
"Uncle Long, please have some tea!" Qian Sheng personally served a cup of hot tea, and even the old lady, who hadn't been out to see guests for many days, sat down in the room.
Longbo nodded, stood up and bowed deeply to the old lady: "This old servant is here on the orders of the prince to deliver the betrothal gifts. Please accept them, madam."
When the marriage was arranged with the Crown Prince, the Old Madam was unaware of Qian Youxue's other identity. She was content as long as Youxue found a good match. But things are different now. Knowing how important Qian Youxue is to the Qian family, she won't be happy at all even if the Crown Prince's marriage is reinstated.
However, although the King of War was brave and skilled in battle and suffered a defeat, his marriage was now under the Emperor's protection, and the Qian family simply could not afford to offend him.
"You're too kind, War King!" She forced a smile, took the invitation from Uncle Long, and was so shocked by what she saw that she couldn't speak for a long time.
Seeing his mother's expression, Qian Sheng stepped forward and glanced at the post, also looking extremely surprised.
Uncle Long didn't try to bargain with the mother and son; this was the prince's intention and his suggestion. If people found out that the princess was the owner of the Yin-Yang Sword, the Qian family wouldn't be able to protect the girl at all. To avoid any unforeseen complications, the prince decided to act decisively.
However, to the outside world, they maintained a cold attitude. He appeared harsh and said expressionlessly, "The matter of the wedding date has been reported to the Emperor, and the Emperor has approved it. Prime Minister, Madam, you should make preparations. In three days, the Prince's sedan chair will come to fetch Miss Qian."
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When the old lady heard that the Emperor had agreed, she looked at Qian Sheng with a flustered expression. Qian Sheng shook his head at her, indicating that she should not say too much.
"I take my leave!" Long Bo cupped his hands and actually left.
Qian Sheng hurriedly chased after him, and when he reached the door, he asked Uncle Long bluntly, "How is the prince's injury now?"
"What do you mean by that, Prime Minister?" Uncle Long's face darkened.
"No...nothing else, just asking out of concern." Qian Sheng's voice was so soft that he could barely hear it himself.
"It seems the Prime Minister also dislikes our Prince." Uncle Long raised his head, looking down at Qian Sheng because of his height, and exuded a powerful spiritual energy.
Qian Sheng suddenly felt immense pressure and couldn't resist the icy aura emanating from Long Bo. His hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Calm down, calm down! That's not what I meant. I will certainly not disappoint the War King," he said, his voice trembling as he made his promise.
Um!
After hearing this, Longbo was satisfied and withdrew his oppressive aura to avoid freezing this coward into an ice cube.
After the carriage left, Qian Sheng shook his head, shivering. His legs were so cold they wouldn't obey him, so he could only order the servants around him: "Someone, carry me back."
Just as the servants carried Qian Sheng into the courtyard, they encountered Qian Mo leading Qian Youxue towards the front hall. Everyone looked at Qian Sheng, who was being carried in by the servants, and couldn't help but take a second look out of curiosity.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and go pay your respects to your grandmother!" Qian Sheng felt extremely ashamed. If it weren't for his physical condition, he wouldn't still be stuck at the third level of Martial Spirit, having made no progress for so many years. Therefore, facing a powerful opponent like Long Bo, he could only helplessly be crushed.
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