The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1841

Chapter 1841: 910 Couple Meets (Second Update)

She wondered why he hadn’t been making her angry lately?

She thought that after having a daughter, he had genuinely become a proper father!

But look at what he’s done!

——Xiao Ji is quietly up to no good!

Shangguan Qing looked at the broken brush pen, eyes widening: No way, was Princess Mother always this fierce?

Marquis Xuanping coughed lightly and said calmly, "Why are you calling for me?"

Princess Xinyang was trembling with rage: "Look at what you did! When did you propose marriage to the young master of the Duke Residence behind my back? Young Master? What do you take Ahen for!"

Marquis Xuanping had a toothache.

The young master of the Duke Residence is Gu Jiao, and it wasn’t wrong for him to seek her hand in marriage for his own son. He just messed around a little; usually, people wouldn’t catch on to his joke, and Gu Jiao would get married with the status of a noblewoman.

You, Jing family, did you have to go this far?

Princess Xinyang’s anger continued: "Now it’s great! The whole world knows Ahen is going to marry a man!"

She glanced at the inkstone on the table.

Shangguan Qing’s eyelid twitched, and he hurriedly reached out to hold down the inkstone.

Princess Xinyang gritted her teeth and shifted to grab the paperweight on the table, but Shangguan Qing swiftly held down the paperweight.

Princess Xinyang went to grab the whip on the stone stool.

Shangguan Qing rushed over to hold down the whip.

Princess Xinyang was furious: "Xiao Qing, get out of my way! Do you want a beating too?"

Shangguan Qing glanced at his father, hesitated for a moment, then quietly got up and moved aside.

Marquis Xuanping: "..."

Princess Xinyang picked up the whip: "Yujin, take Yiyi back to the room."

Yujin subtly shook his head and walked towards the father and daughter.

Marquis Xuanping naturally wouldn’t sit there waiting for a beating; he leapt up and used his light footwork to scurry out!

Princess Xinyang grew even angrier, her fists clenching so tightly they cracked.

"Waa!" Little Yiyi on the bamboo bed turned over, lay flat, and reached out with her soft white arms towards Princess Xinyang.

"Princess." Yujin turned back to look at her.

Princess Xinyang sighed helplessly, handing the whip to Shangguan Qing, and went over to pick up the little one on the bamboo bed.

Little Yiyi clung to her collar, burying her little head, looking for milk to drink.

Watching the little one getting hands-on, Princess Xinyang couldn’t help but laugh and cry, her anger subsiding considerably: "You clever little thing."

...

The emissary team from Yan Country left the post station, arriving at the west city gate by late afternoon, where the ministers of Zhan Country had long been waiting to welcome them.

Leading the group was a young man dressed in red official robes.

In Zhan Country, the official robes for ninth-rank were blue, seventh and above were green, fifth and above were red, and only at third rank could one wear purple robes.

This young man, looking no more than twenty years old, had already managed to reach fifth rank.

He wore a black gauze cap, his complexion as fair as jade, his features delicate.

He naturally carried a noble elegance as smooth as jade, standing alongside first-rank officials without losing out in presence.

As the group drew nearer.

Yuan Shoufu raised his hand slightly, signaling for him to go greet them.

He nodded slightly and stepped forward to the front of the team from Dayan, first bowing to Xuanyuan Qi, who led the way: "Grand Marshal."

He then bowed towards Xuanyuan Zheng at the side: "Young Master Xuanyuan."

Liao Chen, wearing armor and a helmet, prevented people from seeing his bald monk’s head; otherwise, who knows how many people would’ve been startled by the title Young Master.

Father and son glanced at the young man in front of them, a trace of amazement in their eyes.

Having reached adulthood and switch into his official uniform, he seemed genuinely more composed.

"Who is the visitor? For what purpose are you here?" Xuanyuan Qi asked in a pompous manner.

He glanced at the first carriage in the line, his eyes deep as he said, "Xiao Hen of Marquis Xuanping Residence, here to greet my fiancée."

These words immediately changed the atmosphere at the scene.

Hei Fengqi didn’t know Gu Jiao was a girl, they muttered dismissively among themselves, what fiancée? Our little commander is a man!

"Hey, Wei Renchong, don’t you think this Xiao Hen looks a bit familiar? Where have we seen him before?"

Wei Renchong replied: "The Grandson Heir..."

"What?" Zhao Dengfeng asked.

"He looks like the Grandson Heir." Wei Renchong said, "Except... there’s no tear mole on his face."

Zhao Dengfeng’s jaw nearly dropped: "No way... our Grandson Heir... not right... he’s a prince now... ran off to Zhan Country to become a little marquis? What on earth is going on here?"

Wei Renchong replied calmly: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

They and Li Shen were among the few not surprised by the little commander marrying a man, having seen the little commander and the Grandson Heir exchanging affectionate glances in the military camp before.

Sigh, what a fine little commander, could get any woman he wants, and yet he prefers men.

The curtain of the carriage remained closed, but from inside, a youthful, clear voice asked: "Who is your fiancée?"

Xiao Hen gazed unblinkingly at the curtain of the carriage, as if through it, he saw the woman inside: "The person sitting inside the carriage."

"There’s only me in the carriage, I’m a man, have you thought it through, do you truly wish to marry me?"

Xiao Hen replied without hesitation: "Marry you! Even if mountains crumble and earth splits! Whether you’re a man or a woman, you’re my Xiao Hen’s wife!"

Under the canopy of the carriage, the hollowed-out wind chime gently swayed in the breeze, its sound as melodious as a young girl’s celestial voice.

Yuan Shoufu closed his eyes briefly, his hands tucked inside the wide sleeves of his robe.

It’s over, completely over now.

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