Qin Wuyan expressed gratitude in a detached and polite manner: "Thank you, miss, after the marriage negotiation is over, I might be able to be your personal bodyguard, miss."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu watched helplessly as the guard took Qin Wuyan away, but her little heart ached like a knife.
Proposal!
She doesn't want to discuss marriage.
He even supported her in discussing marriage with other men.
Doesn't he know what she's thinking?
She's already made it so obvious.
The eldest lady of the priest's mansion wants to discuss marriage, and the matchmaker of Yuecheng is about to break through the threshold of the priest's mansion.
Dressed up grandly, Zhuang Xiaoyu sat in the hall, listening to the matchmaker's tongue-in-cheek introduction, and looked at the young man who was brought to him, who was barely a good family, with a lack of interest.
The first one was not as tall as Qin Wuyan, but too short.
The second one is not as handsome as Qin Wuyan, but too ugly.
The third one was not as good as Qin Wuyan's voice, and had the same voice as a eunuch's male duck.
The fourth was taciturn, like a wooden stake, refusing to say a single dull word.
The fifth person's height, appearance, voice and personality are very good, but the whole person is sick and looks unhealthy.
Zhuang Huaisen glanced at Min Rui, smiled and said to Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Xiao Yu, take Mr. Min to the backyard for a walk."
Zhuang Xiaoyu stood up, reluctantly said: "Mr. Min, please."
Min Rui followed Zhuang Xiaoyu to the garden in the backyard, and said with a smile, "Did Miss Zhuang also have to marry me because she was forced by her elders?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up: "You too?"
"Yeah." Min Rui smiled warmly: "My body is not good at all, the doctor said I won't live to be thirty, so why should I harm others.
If the high priest asks you, you will say that I am in poor health, not someone who can grow old together. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu felt a little sympathy for Min Rui in an instant: "Mr. Min is really a good man."
The two sat down in the gazebo, asked the servants to set out tea and pastries, and chatted for a few words, as if they had suddenly opened up the chatterbox, and the atmosphere suddenly became harmonious and cheerful...
Qin Wuyan was wearing a guard uniform. Standing under the scorching sun at the time of shift change, he saw the scene of chatting and laughing in the gazebo in the backyard at a glance, and the hands hanging in the cuffs quietly clenched into fists.
The guard who was standing not far from him also saw it, and taunted and disdainfully explained his doubts: "Do you want to know which young lady is chatting with our young lady?"
Qin Wuyan withdrew his gaze and remained silent.
The guard beside him said to himself: "That's the only son of the Min family in Yuecheng, the most wealthy family among the four great families. The mistress has passed away long ago, and the only sister, Min Huizhu, who has only one mother, is now a saint. For the saintess of the female palace, if the eldest lady can marry, even if she only gives birth to a daughter, her status will be secure.
If a son is born, it will be terrible, and the entire Min family may belong to our eldest lady in the future.
Moreover, Mr. Min is weak, and it is impossible to take concubines in this life.
The high priest loves the young lady so much, so he must find a good marriage for the young lady. I advise you not to make any crooked ideas on the young lady, to no avail! "
Qin Wuyan still lowered his head, holding a long knife, standing silently under the sun, looking away, without saying a word.