An Zhengqian's eyes finally moved away from the endless carriage, and he quickly ran down the steps to help Qingfeng.
"General Qingfeng can't help it! The betrothal gift is too expensive. How can my little girl afford it?"
Before An Zhengqian could lean against Qingfeng's sleeves, he moved away without leaving a trace and continued to respectfully address An Ruowan.
"This is only one-tenth of the betrothal gift. The prince has already sent people to Wutai Mountain to find Master Xuankong to calculate the auspicious day. When the betrothal comes on the auspicious day, he will definitely give the princess a unique card!"
An Ruowan looked at An Zhengqian's flattering smile froze on his face, and knew that Qingfeng's behavior was obviously under Gu Beichen's instruction, and he went out of his way to give himself the greatest dignity.
He raised his hand and said, "Get up, General Qingfeng is here to help!"
Qingfeng stood up and cupped his hands towards An Ruowan, "It is Qingfeng's duty to serve Princess Rong. Princess will be the only mistress of Prince Rong's Mansion in the future. Whenever there is a need, just give an order. Everyone in Prince Rong's Mansion is willing to serve Princess Rong." The liver and brain are in disarray!"
"Of course, if anyone dares to bully the princess, they are going against the entire Prince Rong Palace!"
The people in the Prime Minister's Mansion standing behind Qingfeng seemed to have pale faces.
An Zhengqian smiled stiffly and said: "Ruo Wan is the legitimate daughter of our prime minister's house. Of course, she is the apple of everyone's eye. Why should she be bullied?"
Qingfeng turned his head and looked at An Zhengqian for a while, then said calmly: "I just said it casually, why did the prime minister take it to heart?"
An Zhengqian chuckled, and he couldn't help but droop his eyes, which were holding on to a smile.
"The prince likes to chat with the princess very much. In the future, he will often send people to the Prime Minister's Mansion to pick up the princess and chat with her at the mansion -"
Qingfeng paused and glanced at the knife held in An Ruowan's hand, "If today's scene happens a few more times, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to explain to the prince!"
An Zhengqian apologized quickly and said, "It's because the official is lax in his management. I will definitely teach the housekeeper a lesson when I get back!"
"go back?"
Qingfeng said calmly, "I would have thought that the prime minister would expel such a unruly slave from the house immediately!"
An Zhengqian was stunned and immediately changed his mind, "Okay, okay, I'll have someone drive him away right away..."
Qingfeng changed the topic and raised his hand towards An Ruowan, "How do you want the princess to deal with it?"
An Ruowan looked at the housekeeper holding his bleeding arm. There was clearly resentment in his eyes, but he had to beg for mercy in order to survive, and suddenly laughed.
"I see that the general is in need of a horse washer, and this steward is just right. Why don't you work in the palace in the future?"
Why didn't An Ruowan know that this housekeeper had been in the Prime Minister's Mansion for many years and already had feelings for him? If he said he was kicked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he might not have found an excuse to redeem him as soon as Qingfeng left.
She wanted to see, everyone had gone to the palace, how could they dare to come back?
The butler's expression suddenly changed, and he rushed over and hugged An Zhengqian's legs, crying and yelling: "Master Prime Minister, please help me, where can I get a job washing horses at such an old age?"
An Zhengqian stiffened, "There's no point begging me, it's... it's what the princess means..."
Just as the housekeeper was about to rush towards An Ruowan, Qingfeng intercepted him in the air and threw him behind him.
"You dare to disturb the princess, you are so impatient!"
Qingfeng dealt with the housekeeper vigorously and resolutely. After Qingfeng left the betrothal gifts piled up in the front door and backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he Shi Shiran left.
Only the Xiangfu family was left looking at each other, and An Ruowan's face became complicated for a moment.
An Ruowan walked up the steps and smiled brightly at the An family.
"Why, are you still living in a dream?"
Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion was still immersed in the shock just now, and when they came to their senses, An Ruowan was gone.
An Ruowan had just returned to her room to change her clothes when the door to her room was knocked open with a bang.
"An Ruowan, brothers have something to talk to you about!"
An Ruowan was washing her clothes slowly across the screen, and said coldly: "After all, he is a son of a noble family. Don't you even have the education to knock on the door?"
"My sister who has not yet left the cabinet will break into her room as she pleases. If word spreads, do you want me to hang her with a rope?"
This sentence made the three brothers of the An family look embarrassed. They later realized that they had behaved improperly. They had come to ask for an explanation, but now they were in a difficult position.
An Huaiming shouted angrily: "We are all in the same house, where can it be spread? Don't change the subject. Our brothers have discussed it and you are not allowed to marry Prince Rong!"
He started this, and An Huaiying followed suit: "Yes, do you know that Prince Rong is a useless person who has been paralyzed in bed all his life and has no cure? Do you have to waste your life on such a person?"
As the eldest brother, An Huaiyu was calmer after all. Looking at An Ruowan's figure turning out from the screen, he said.
"If you think about it carefully, Prince Rong is poisoned and his lifespan is unknown. My brothers are all doing this for your own good, so I would like to advise you that once you enter the palace, your life will be entrusted to your beloved."
"Mo Ziqing, who had an affair with a woman before we were married and asked me to get married through a side door for the sake of my sweetheart, is a husband?"
An Ruowan looked at the three brothers of the An family coldly, "For my own good? I'm afraid it's not for your good sister An Zhining!"
"Who allowed you to talk to your eldest brother like this? With the support of Prince Yourong, do you really think that no one in the prime minister's house can discipline you?"
An Huaiming was furious when she poked at the central issue.
An Ruowan was not intimidated by his threats at all, and sneered: "You know that behind me is Prince Rong, so don't be presumptuous in front of me. If I am unhappy, no one can control what I say in front of the prince! "
An Huaiying stared at her and sneered: "Do you really think that a woman can influence Prince Rong's thoughts?"
"Although I don't know why Prince Rong wants to marry you, who doesn't know that when he was fighting on the battlefield, Prince Rong was famous as the living king of hell. He had a bad temper and was not easy to mess with. I want to marry you today and tomorrow It might take your life!"
"Huaiying!"
Perhaps he felt that An Huaiying's words were too serious, and An Huaiyu couldn't help but stop him.
"This is my good brother, right?"
An Ruowan suddenly laughed, "I haven't even married yet, and you expect me to be killed by my husband. Have you been expecting me to die early so that your beloved An Zhining can legitimately become the legitimate daughter of the An family?" "
At this time, An Huaiying realized that he was speaking erratically, and subconsciously wanted to explain: "I didn't mean that just now..."
"Aren't you just afraid that if I refuse the marriage, the An Dinghou Mansion will not let An Zhining in? Why are you pretending to have a deep brother-sister relationship here!"
"My dear sister, she has lost all her health and can't even get a decent reputation. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to tell her that?"
An Ruowan glanced at the three of them with disdain, "I said, since you treasure that sister, why don't you just marry her back and become an An family member, and you can save the money on that bastard Mo Ziqing!"
