Prince, kneel down quickly, the lady can't run away

Chapter 134 Marriage

The Fifth Prince came to greet him personally, which was a great honor to the Prime Minister. This made Prime Minister Wen feel even happier...

After happily sending Wen Ziqi out, Wen Moliang carried her on his back and said, "Sister, you must learn to conceal yourself. You love the Fifth Prince, you must tell yourself and convince yourself."

"I know that even the Fifth Prince can't get Mother out, so I will love this Fifth Prince well. I will hold him tightly. There will always be a chance to release Mother. Remember to learn to lie dormant at home and learn from our good elder brother."

"I understand, sis."

……

"Oh? I thought you left?" Wen Jiu replied indifferently.

"How is that possible? I just went to practice in seclusion."

"Do you think this is the world of cultivation?"

"Uh, just a little trouble."

"solved?"

"Big... probably."

Wen Jiu did not continue to ask. Anyway, the old man's clues could not help him at all, and his strength was not needed. Whatever he wanted, he would just let it go.

The Fifth Prince and the Eastern Palace held their weddings at the same time, and many court officials went to the Eastern Palace. Although she was a concubine, it was the Crown Prince's wedding after all, so even the Fifth Prince's people had to conceal their identities to congratulate.

Although the Fifth Prince's Mansion is grand, it is not very lively...

Jiangnan Fu Family

"Grandma, why didn't you discuss this with your grandson in advance?" Fu Yichen knelt down and looked at his grandmother. She was elegant, like a slow stream, soft but with great power.

"Chen'er, do you know why the Lingnan Murong family, the head of the aristocratic family that has always been indifferent to worldly affairs, is determined to find our Jiangnan Fu family for marriage?" The old lady touched Fu Yichen's head kindly.

"My grandson doesn't know, but..." The old lady interrupted him.

"This is what my grandmother gave me in exchange for her kindness. I'm afraid things are going to change in the capital. I have a feeling that your grandfather hasn't been home for more than a decade. What must have happened to him? This time you came back and drove your third uncle and fifth uncle out of the family. I realized that the Fu family might be cut off..."

"No, Grandma, please believe me, I will revive the Fu family and restore its former glory."

"My child, I have eaten more salt than you have walked. I accompanied your grandfather to the capital, but later I returned to the ancestral home with my branch family to enjoy my old age. Have you ever thought about it?"

"Grandfather? Why?" Fu Yichen asked in confusion.

The old lady who "avoided disaster" had an unseen look in her eyes, as if she was reminiscing and regretting.

"Avoid disaster? Could it be that Grandfather had predicted this more than a decade ago? But isn't this the emperor that Grandfather helped to ascend the throne?"

"Chen'er, what do you think of the situation at the General's Mansion in the capital?" The old lady looked at Fu Yichen as if she were looking at another person.

"Unstoppable, at the height of one's career, loyal ministers and capable generals"

"What about the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Indecisive, treacherous and cunning, bringing disaster to the people"

"You see, you young people can understand things, how can the emperor not understand? After all, the general's mansion has fought too many wars, and they only know how to be loyal to the emperor and love the country. You should also look at this emperor..." The old lady's eyes were a little cloudy, and she muttered to herself

"Grandma," Fu Yichen interrupted her to prevent her from speaking out of turn.

"Okay, the Murong family will be here soon. Go change your clothes. Don't delay. Go!"

Fu Yichen left the old lady's yard and walked in the courtyard, recalling every detail of his acquaintance with Wen Jiu. She seemed to be protecting him as if she was feeling guilty. He just suppressed the news of his grandfather's death and didn't tell his grandmother because he was afraid that she couldn't accept it. It was because his grandparents had a good relationship since childhood.

With his current ability, can he protect Wenjiu when she is in danger next time? The answer is undoubtedly that he can't, so he can only... can only rely on the Murong family. No, he is determined not to use an innocent woman, not to mention that she is from the Murong family, the head of the aristocratic family...

"Grandma~"

"Don't act like a spoiled child. I saw Yi Chen when she was a child. She is good-looking and well-behaved. She is more than a match for you. Look at you, you don't look like a lady from an aristocratic family at all. Pay attention to me later."

"Grandma, how old did you think he was then? People change, be careful not to make the wrong judgment." The cute girl was absent-minded.

"You can tell a person's future by looking at him when he is three years old. You should be as beautiful as a jade tree orchid, or as handsome as Pan An by now. Be careful that others may look down on you."

"There are countless people in this world who want to marry into the Murong family. How could he look down on them?" The woman obviously didn't believe it.

"Remember that there are always people better than you. A frog in a well will only make people laugh at you. When the time comes, show your etiquette as a lady from an aristocratic family."

"I know, grandma," the girl replied, shaking her fair legs.

It took half an hour to reach the door of Fu's house. The guard came forward to greet him. Another person came and hurriedly reported to the old lady.

Old Madam Fu straightened her appearance and went to the main door to greet the distinguished guest. Fu Yichen, who had just joined the fork in the road, helped the old lady to greet the distinguished guest.

"Oh, old lady Murong, I've been waiting for you to come." Old lady Fu stepped forward and held her hand. Fu Yichen thought that maybe his grandmother had a good relationship with her when she was young.

"You, my dear sister, are so polite!" Mrs. Murong gave Mrs. Fu a big hug.

"Come on, let's go in and talk."

"Hey, OK, is Ruming here?" asked Mrs. Murong.

"He...he hasn't come back yet." Mrs. Fu looked depressed.

"What? You can't live without a man, so I'm here to accompany you."

"Yeah, it's good that you're here"

Fu Yichen didn't understand what his grandmother meant by this. Of course, the girl who followed him had never seen her grandmother so approachable and talkative.

Old Madam Fu led the people directly to her courtyard. Fu Yichen was quite surprised. Even the wife of the clan leader only stayed in the meeting room when she arrived. It can be seen that this old lady Murong is really special.

"Someone, bring some good tea"

Fu Yichen saw that everyone was seated, so he quickly stepped forward to greet them. "Yichen greets old lady Murong."

"Oh, this is Yi Chen. He is getting more and more handsome. It is no exaggeration to say that he looks like Pan An. You are still the most beautiful girl in the south of the Yangtze River." The more Mrs. Murong looked at him, the more satisfied she was. He was tall and gentle like jade.

Of course, the girl was also observing him. He was really handsome, more handsome than any other man she had seen in Lingnan. He had a nice voice, too. Even his hands were as beautiful as jade carvings when he saluted. His eyes were like stars with a vast galaxy hidden inside. His eyelashes were as thick as the palm-leaf fan her maid made for her, flapping one by one. His facial features were three-dimensional and invincible. He was really handsome. She... liked him very much.

"Hey, Shuangshuang!" Old Mrs. Murong stared at her granddaughter with her eyes wide open, and reminded her

"The junior Murong Shuangshuang has met Old Madam Fu and Young Master Fu."

"Miss Murong is polite." Fu Yichen then looked at the woman named Murong Shuangshuang. She was wearing strange clothes, a little... a little different from those in the Central Plains. Her fair legs were exposed. The fiery red dress was tightened at the waist, wrapping the upper body tightly. Her good figure was even more distracting at first glance. She had a pretty face, and when she smiled, she looked like two drunkards. Her round face was very cute.

Compared with warm wine, they are two different styles...