C526 I don't want to

"Father, it's just that Fourth Sister has an impetuous personality. She's always calling out to me every day to find her true self. If I can't find her, I'd rather die alone than listen to father's arrangements." Pan Tong was somewhat worried as he replied.

When Pancillin heard this, his face also revealed a hint of a headache.

The matter of his fourth daughter's marriage had truly troubled Prince An Qing the most. The name of the princess had spread far and wide throughout all of Qing Nan due to her beating away countless people who had come to propose to her in the past two years.

The noble sons who had come to honor Prince An Qing's reputation were either humiliated by Pan Ruocheng until they couldn't raise their heads, or chased away by her. After a long time, no one dared to marry them.

That advisor Zhen Shiwen stroked his beard and revealed a meaningful smile, "Prince, two princes, from what I see, this Ninth Prince might be the person that the Chuchu princess wants, hehehe …"

"No matter what, once this Medallion of Gratitude is issued, our relationship with the capital became even closer. The early marriage is also one of the strategies. This time, no matter whether she's willing or not, we must at least have a good meeting with the Ninth Prince." said Pancillin.

"Father is wise." Second son immediately said, but the eldest son Pan Wei looked at him coldly.

"Hey!"

"Ha!"

On the huge training field, the Pan Family warriors were practicing in an orderly fashion.

The commander on the platform was clad in a silver armor that accentuated his heroic appearance. He was looking at the drills in front of him with a determined and cold gaze, but he could not conceal the elegance on his face. Beads of sweat dripped down from his round nose as his jade-like hands appeared coquettish in the manly world.

"The one on the left. Didn't you eat this morning? Come on, drag him out and he'll be punished by thirty! " After a while, the silver spear in his hand shot out with a 'he' sound, landing right on the armor on the soldier's head, which had become soft after practicing for a while. The soldier fell to the ground and was then dragged down by the soldier who hurriedly ran over.

"I can see it. If anyone doesn't use 100% of their strength to train, this is the result!" The commander's eyes were cold as he shouted.

"Princess, princess …" Right at this moment, a pink figure dashed over and whispered something into Pan Ruochu's ear.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Pan Ruozhu flew into a rage. "Zhen Shijiu, that dog who only knows how to spout nonsense, actually had father betroth me to the ninth prince from the capital?"

"This servant just happened to bring the tea in, and accidentally overheard it. She said that no one could match this Ninth Prince's charm, and that the princess was absolutely compatible with her." The maidservant told Pan Ruochu what she had heard.

"A charm no one can match?" Upon hearing this, Pan Ruo Chu sneered and said, "All the men in this world like to boast. No one can match his charm and poise. Ha, to think that you would have the nerve to say these words out loud. "

"Princess, what should we do now?" Silver asked.

Pan Ruochu neatly switched the silver spear in his hand. After concentrating for a moment, he asked, "Do you know where the ninth prince is now?"

"Jinli Inn." The silver replied.

"Jinli Inn?" Pan Ruochen slowly pondered, and finally revealed a cold smile, "In that case, I'm going to go take a look and see what this unparalleled Ninth Prince looks like, to think that my father has the idea of marrying me out."

"Ah, Princess …" You, you have to first go see that Ninth Prince, will it be inconvenient? " The silver looked Pan Ruochu up and down.

A hint of mockery appeared on Pan Ruochen's lips as she slightly raised her head, folded her arms across her chest and said, "This princess won't steal or rob. I'll openly go and take a look at my future 'husband'. There's nothing inconvenient about that."

"Princess can't be …" The silver broke out in a cold sweat.

"There are many women in the capital who are delicate and charming. The Ninth Prince knew that the vassal lords would send their beauties to him. It's his fault that he refused to marry and came back again. How can I let him off so easily?"

After saying that, Pan Ruojin walked out of the training field with the silver spear in his hand. His movements were clean and unrestrained, giving off a valiant and valiant feeling.

A moment later, a handsome young man sneaked out from the back door of Prince An Qing's mansion. Beside the young man was a erratic bookkeeper.

"Silver, how can you be like me, Pan Ruozhu, when you shrink back like this? If you don't straighten your back and walk, I'll break your legs!" Pan Ruochu slammed the palace fan in his hand on Silver's back, causing Silver to straighten up in fright.

When Pan Ruoxi entered the Jinli Inn dressed as a man, the waiter greeted her warmly, "Aiyo, handsome young master, are you looking for a good job or are you staying here? But if you're going to stay here, please forgive me for not receiving you, because it's already full!"

Pan Ruochi swept a cold glance at the waiter, who felt a chill run down his spine. When he took a closer look, he immediately recognized the person in front of him and covered his mouth in fear.

Pan Ruocheng raised his head to look at the second floor, only to see that the entire second floor was giving off a solemn atmosphere. No one was walking on the corridor, and a shadow was passing by the door in the middle.

The corner of her lips raised slightly as she said, "I'm not staying at the store. Give me two jugs of good wine and two plates of dishes. Take that seat." she said, pointing to a spot near the window.

Obviously, there was only one room on the second floor that was occupied by someone. The rooms next to it were all empty, so the person living inside must be the ninth prince.

"Princess, there isn't a single guard. Does that mean that prince isn't favored?" Silver sat down across from Pan Ruochu and asked.

"What do you know? This is called intimidating, just like my father, King Anqing. It's quite normal for people to rush in and out of here. The simpler it is, the more puzzling it is." Pan Ruochen said as she took a sip of her wine, threw a peanut into her mouth, and stared at the door.

Pan Ruochen drank a whole pot of wine, but still didn't see the Ninth Prince come down from his room. During this time, she saw her father sending people out twice, but without that prince's room door, they came out.

Her face slowly turned ugly, and her drinking slowed down.

After she finished the second jug of wine, she still did not see the Ninth Prince leave the house.

At this moment, the prince's personal guard came out of the room. Pan Ruojin couldn't help but hold the palace fan on the table as he stared at Ye Feng's overly cold figure.

The night wind felt an unusual gaze, he secretly gripped the concealed weapon in his sleeve and slowly turned his head — —

He saw a young and handsome young master sitting near the window, his gaze was clear and arrogant.