C9

Whose is she?

Shen Koudan heaved a sigh of relief.

She quietly pulled on Song Yuanhui's sleeves, "His Highness the Ninth Prince, since big sister is not willing, then don't force yourself, right?"

Shen Kouqing looked at Shen Koudan with a smile that was not a smile, and when she saw her nervous expression, she knew that she was definitely not willing in her heart.

"Father, Little Sister Dan Er and His Highness the Ninth Prince have known each other for many years, and now that they are alive and cooked, it is naturally a beautiful conversation if word of this spread. No matter how ignorant I am, I know how beautiful a grown woman is, and how could I bear to ruin such a good thing?"

Song Yuanhui panicked, "Qing'er, you should know that this prince has no intentions towards you, furthermore, the two young misses from Wuling Mansion marrying each other, it makes you even more joyous!"

"But …" Shen Kouqing pitifully lowered her eyebrows, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Alright." Marquis Wu Ling opened his mouth, "Qing'er, your father knows that your heart belongs to the Ninth Prince, so why don't you enter the Palace together with Dan Er? Your father doesn't need to worry!"

Shen Kouqing was about to reject, but a voice came out ahead of her.

"If the Marquis of Wu Ling marries Qing'er to the Ninth Imperial Uncle, what should we do about it?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the door, only to see Song Yichen walking in with a jade fan in his hand.

Song Yichen, why is he here …

Song Yuanhui frowned, unhappy.

The Marquis of Wu Ling and the others immediately came down to pay their respects, but were stopped by Song Yichen, and only heard him say: "Father-in-law, there is no need to be polite, the reason why I am not here today is for Eldest Miss."

For Shen Kouqing? When did these two know each other?

Everyone was confused, but Shen Kouqing did not say a word.

She knew that Song Yichen would come today, but she never thought that it would be under such circumstances or in front of Song Yuanhui.

In comparison, Song Yichen was much calmer. He sat in front of Shen Kouqing and said to the Marquis of Wu Ling: "I came uninvited today.

"Senior Huang is too polite."

The two of them greeted each other in a very stiff manner.

"Ninth Imperial Uncle is here as well." Song Yichen smiled gently, as if he had just seen Song Yuanhui, but his bright eyes flashed a hint of cunning.

Song Yuanhui said: "I wonder why Chen'er is here today?"

On his face, he looked carefree, but on the inside, he was already extremely angry. His bony fingers were tightly gripping the large red pear, wooden sandalwood chair, leaving behind faint traces.

Song Yichen lightly glanced at Shen Kouqing.

The latter quickly lowered her head.

He smiled like an old fox, and stared at Shen Kouqing as if she was looking at her own prey.

In the end, the Marquis of Wu Ling broke the tense atmosphere. "The Emperor's eldest grandson just said that he came for Qing'er. What is the meaning of his words?"

"What else can I do? I'm here to propose marriage, not to hide it."

Propose marriage?!

Aside from Shen Kouqing, everyone present was greatly shocked.

But following that, Shen Koudan and Aunt Song heaved a sigh of relief.

Regardless of the outcome of today's matter, as long as Shen Kouqing did not marry Song Yuanhui, then it would be fine. Once Shen Koudan entered the house, she would be the manager's mother.

The Marquis of Wu Ling's beard trembled violently. He could not help but look at Shen Kouqing, his head drooping low as he pretended not to hear what Song Yichen was saying.

Before he could speak, Song Yuanhui was the first to speak, he snorted and said: "Chen'er, don't mess around, I, your royal uncle, have known Qing`er for many years, and Qing`er's heart belongs to your royal uncle. This is certain, your health has always been poor, you should go back and rest, be careful of your emperor's misdeeds."

"Royal Uncle's words are wrong." Song Yichen was extremely at ease, "Of course I want to get rid of the beauty as well. Furthermore, I listened at the door for a long time, Miss Shen Kouqing was not willing to marry royal uncle, right?

Others would naturally not be able to tell that Song Yichen was calling his a lady, but Shen Kouqing knew that she was helping her to sever his relationship with him.

A woman's reputation was the most important thing. Especially a woman who had yet to leave the pavilion. She had to keep her distance from men, otherwise, if she were to fall into their trap, she would be drowned to death by the saliva of others.

And what Song Yichen did was to prove that he was truly not familiar with Shen Kouqing.

Song Yuanhui's face was flushed red, but he did not know how to explain himself. After all, everyone had heard Shen Kouqing rejecting him clearly, and could not refute his words.

Seeing that the situation had turned for the better, Aunt Song rolled her eyes and interrupted: "Old master, since I am not willing, just like what the Emperor's eldest grandson said, there is no need to make things difficult for me, even if I have to marry Qing'er, she might not be happy. If this gets out, of course we will have a good talk.

Aunt Song had heard some of her words. She had been in charge of the household for many years, so she was naturally a little shrewd. The Marquis of Wu Ling had more or less heard her words.

"Qing`er, what do you say about this matter?"

Seeing that the good news was about to come to an end, Song Yuanhui could no longer hold it in, and immediately said: "Qing'er, do you remember what you once said, that I will never marry in this life?"

Song Yuanhui had made up his mind that he would definitely marry Shen Kouqing back. As the daughter of the Wuling Mansion, the things provided were way too convenient.

As for Shen Koudan, Song Yuanhui was more afraid of falling into their trap.

When he said that, the Marquis of Wu Ling's face immediately changed, he was somewhat angry, but Song Yichen still maintained a smile that was not a smile, and continued to drink his tea slowly.

Shen Kouqing was not in a hurry either, she knew that Song Yichen wanted to make it difficult for her to get down from the tiger's back, so that she could use her words to stop her mouth.

However, Song Yuanhui's plans were still wrong.

She pondered for a moment, and then said with a look of helplessness: "Is the Ninth Prince talking about that time when Qing'er had a fever? Qing'er was burnt silly, and had forgotten everything she said. If she really said something unbecoming, then I hope that Ninth Prince will forgive me. After all … "

Shen Kouqing intentionally wanted to say something, but hesitated. She looked at Shen Koudan with a troubled gaze, and reluctantly lowered her head, not saying a word!

Although Shen Kouqing did not say anything, everyone understood that Shen Kouqing naturally liked Song Yuanhui. Since she already had Shen Koudan, for her own little sister, she would rather be wronged.

The marquis' heart ached even more! The gaze he used to look at Shen Koudan became somewhat more disgusted.

Immediately, he slapped the table and said, "Alright, let's end this matter here. I have to mention it again, I will have to trouble you to go back and prepare for a day when Dan Er can get married. "

Song Yuanhui still wanted to say something, but he was afraid that he would lose in the end and lose his arms, so he could only agree to it …