Hu Zihan was a little curious and looked out along his line of sight.
It was an elegant boat, passing just in front of the boat ordered by Hu Zihan.
Hu Zihan looked around and saw two people sitting on the bow of the boat.
A man and a woman, both of them have extraordinary bearing and excellent appearance.
One of them is Rui Baoer, the daughter of the noble family, whom Hu Zihan met several times in Qianqiu Tower.
Moreover, she was the one who rescued him when he fell into the lake like a dream.
He had lost a lot of face that time, and Hu Zihan was extremely impressed by Rui Baoer.
Another Hu Zihan also knew Ming Li, the youngest son of the current prime minister.
She was born with a beautiful face, a lively and lovely personality, and was one of the four famous talents. She was the first wife of many noble ladies who wanted to marry home.
The two of them were eating pastries on the table and looking very happy talking to each other.
Hu Zihan himself was discussing marriage with Liu Rumeng. Seeing Rui Baoer and Ming Li's current appearance, he couldn't help but sigh,
"I have long heard that the youngest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion has a reputation for talent, and his temperament is different from other young masters. He is a good match for the innocent daughter of the noble family."
"The youngest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion? A match?"
Liu Rumeng was overly shocked and murmured in her heart.
Hu Zihan didn't notice anything was wrong with him and explained to him,
"My daughter is already twenty-two years old. People of her age usually have children all over the place. That is to say, my daughter's brain, ahem, naive temperament, did not think about marrying a husband, so she has been delayed until now. "
"My daughter has no intention, Wang Ji and my biological father are thinking about her. Recently I have been busy looking for a husband for my daughter. Not to mention a good husband, two husbands and four good servants, there must be at least one of them. "
"But now it seems to me that the prime minister's youngest son and his daughter are having a good chat. The position of the main husband is probably about to be decided."
Baoer is going to have a husband.
I'm going to have a husband.
Husband.
This sentence kept circulating in Liu Rumeng's mind.
Some of the things Rui Baoer told himself he would do with her husband turned into pictures before his eyes.
What's your temperament like?
Will he be jealous? What should he do if he doesn't let Bao'er continue to get along with him?
A mess of thoughts and questions exploded in his mind in an instant. In the panic, Liu Rumeng lost all reason.
He stood up quickly and said goodbye to the confused Hu Zihan.
"Girl, Rumeng suddenly feels unwell and wants to go back to the building to rest first. Let's make an appointment to discuss the appointment letter in the future, okay?"
Hu Zihan saw that Liu Rumeng's face was indeed pale, like a thin piece of white paper, without any improvement.
Therefore, although she was dissatisfied, she still nodded in agreement.
After returning to Qianqiu Tower, Liu Rumeng asked someone to inquire about what was going on in Wang Ji's mansion, and indeed there was such a thing.
Wang Ji has been seeing Rui Baoer's husband recently, but she was busy with the plan to enter the general's mansion and ignored the lively movements outside.
Up to now, there are only three candidates that Wang Ji and Shi Nu's biological father are satisfied with, and the most important among them is the young master of the prime minister's family, Ming Li.
That's why today's incident of Rui Baoer and Ming Li taking a boat trip alone happened.
And like Hu Zihan's attitude, everyone felt that this marriage should be possible.
Liu Rumeng put all the information he had heard together and instantly lost his sense of proportion.
Every piece of information tells him that Bao'er is going to have another, more intimate husband.
Perhaps, in the near future, she will gradually withdraw from her own world.
Liu Rumeng felt like his brain was stuck in a mush, and even the good news that Hu Zihan was begging to be his first husband and that he was about to leave his current status couldn't make him happy.
When Baoer gets married, will all her time be given to her future husband?
Will she be able to come to Qianqiu Tower in the future to watch herself perform and chat with herself?
Will she also bring herself pastries made by the chef in Fuzhong to share, and will she carefully apply medicine to herself?
In other words, judging from the lively and fun-loving temperament of the distinguished young master, will the two of them come to Qianqiu Tower together in the future?
No, Liu Rumeng didn't dare to think about it further.
He didn't even eat dinner, so he just lay on the bed in a daze.
Liu Rumeng's eyes were wide open and she looked at the top of the bed aimlessly.
This kind of performance was the same as what he told Hu Zihan: he was extremely uncomfortable physically and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
After being in a daze for a long time, Liu Rumeng still couldn't escape from the terrible imagination.
"Get some sleep. Everything will be fine when you sleep."
He comforted himself with these words.
He took off his coat and threw the porcelain bottle in his sleeve on the ground. He rolled it several times and found it under the bed. He didn't care about it.
Lying on the bed in the middle of the night, Liu Rumeng closed her eyes, still unable to fall asleep for a long time.
His mind was full of Rui Baoer holding other people's hands and smiling happily.
Even if he finally fell asleep, he couldn't get rid of the nightmare that Rui Baoer was getting further and further away from him.
In the morning, he was awakened by a nightmare.
Liu Rumeng leaned on the bed blankly and meditated. After a long time, he got up like a zombie, put on his coat, and sat blankly in front of the mirror on the dressing table.
In the bronze mirror, the man who used to be so dazzling now looked like a mummy. Under his eyes were thick dark blue, a large area that was almost bigger than his eyes.
The eyes were covered with tangled bloodshot eyes, silently stating the master's exhaustion.
After a long time, Liu Rumeng woke up from the suspended state. He looked at himself in the mirror and blinked.
Finally, he made up his mind.
Regardless of rights or status, he would stay with Rui Baoer forever, not as friends.
As a man, a man who can grow old together with her and have fun together.
Even though he entered the House of the Lady with his own identity, he could never be in the position of a main husband.
But he couldn't care about so much anymore. Even if he was a good waiter, a waiter or even a married woman, he would be willing to stay with her for the rest of his life.
As long as Baoer can have his own place by his side, he will be satisfied and dare not make any more demands.
Once the decision is made, the original plan will be terminated.
Hu Zihan, who had been tempted to marry him as his official husband, now became an obstacle to him.
He must avoid her and not let her come out to ruin his contact with Bao'er.
In order to prevent her from disturbing things, I could devote myself wholeheartedly to making Baoer like me.
Liu Rumeng found someone to tell the old lady of the General's Mansion that Hu Zihan was obsessed with the Qianqiu Tower actor and even wanted to welcome him into the family as a real husband.
When the old man knew this, he was shocked. How could his granddaughter have an actor husband?
Hu Zihan didn't know what had happened, and before he had time to express his attitude to Liu Rumeng and discuss marriage again, he was detained by the old man in the house and couldn't go out for at least a month or two.
