The words were ambiguous. The young masters on both sides of him looked at each other and smiled a little bit.
"It has to be our little Marquis. We are the only ones who can handle a woman like her who cannot stand on the stage."
"No."
The young master sitting opposite Mo Ziqing said, "Let's see how she will end up if the prince doesn't marry her in the end."
Mo Ziqing snorted, "She just wants to climb high. If the prince doesn't want to marry her, I am willing to give her a title and keep her by my side as a concubine."
These shameless words reached An Ruowan's ears, and she almost laughed out loud.
This Mo Ziqing, he is really shameless.
Shen Qinghai couldn't bear it anymore and was about to get up when An Ruowan raised his hand to stop him and said softly: "There's no hurry."
"Just let him say that to you?!" Shen Qinghai was forced to lower his voice and clenched his fists in anger!
An Ruowan picked up the tea cup and took a leisurely sip, "If God wants it to perish, it must first make it crazy."
The table next to Mo Ziqing was filled with mocking laughter.
"I say, young Marquis, you are willing to accept her as your concubine, you are really promoting her!"
"What about the daughter-in-law of the prime minister's house? Look at how she looks down on herself. Even if she becomes your maid, you have given her face."
Being a little carried away by these few words, Mo Ziqing gradually became more and more unrestrained in his speech.
"After all, she is the direct daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so the Prince's Mansion still has to give her this bit of face."
The expression on Mo Ziqing's face gradually became proud, "Believe it or not, as long as I hook my fingers now, she will pounce on me like a dog!!"
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
The young master at the table burst into laughter!
At that time, a large bowl of hot porridge had just been served on An Ruowan's table. She put down the teacup in her hand and picked up the hot porridge on the table with a calm expression.
She turned around and walked to Mo Ziqing's side, raised her hand and poured all the bowl of hot soup on his face and body without hesitation!
Wow!
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
Before these gentlemen could finish laughing, they saw Mo Ziqing lying on the ground in embarrassment and screaming!
Seeing this tragic situation, everyone was frightened and looked at An Ruowan.
"you you……"
These young men, who had never seen such a fierce woman, were so shocked that they were speechless.
Mo Ziqing's hair was covered with vegetable leaves from the porridge. He was covering his face that was reddened by large patches of heat in a panic, hysterical!
"An Ruowan, are you looking for death?!"
Throwing the sea bowl on the table, An Ruowan lowered her eyes and looked at the people on the ground coldly, "Next time I hear you talking nonsense, it won't be this bowl of hot porridge that's thrown in your face."
Mo Ziqing's originally handsome face was burned with a small blister. He looked at An Ruowan with a ferocious expression, "Bah! Am I right?! What kind of chastity memorial are you erecting!"
"It's better than you! It's so shameless for you to take a concubine as your wife on the wedding day!"
Chu Ziyi stood next to An Ruowan, holding a sword in her hand and staring at Mo Ziqing, "If it were me, I would kill you with one sword!"
This is what Chu Ziyi said at the banquet last time, and Mo Ziqing remembered it very clearly.
He saw the sword in Chu Ziyi's hand again, and his expression was a little panicked. He was afraid that he would really be chopped by her, so he dodged backwards in embarrassment, "I am the young prince of the Hou Mansion, you dare to kill me?! I want to Tell my father to ask your Majesty to seek justice for me!"
Their quarrel attracted many people to look this way curiously, seeing that things were about to get serious.
Several young masters nearby also spoke up, "We all heard that it was you who threatened to kill the young marquis! You are so brave in broad daylight!"
An Ruowan raised her hand to protect Chu Ziyi behind her, and said in a light tone, as if she didn't care: "You can make a complaint to His Majesty if you want."
"As long as your palace is not afraid of embarrassment and your father doesn't think you are embarrassed, then you can go."
An Ruowan raised her eyebrows lightly, and a beautiful smile appeared on her lips, "Don't forget why I didn't marry into your prince's house in the first place."
"It's just that the Prime Minister's Mansion and your Marquis' Mansion worked together to suppress this matter, so it didn't get brought to the attention of His Majesty."
Staring at the fool sitting on the ground in a panic, An Ruowan said in a sarcastic tone: "Why don't I go and beat the drum now and see if I go to the hall and see His Majesty, who will die first or me. "
This almost gentle tone and eloquent words made Mo Ziqing shiver violently!
He raised his head to look at An Ruowan, who was looking down at him, and suddenly felt that she seemed to have changed. She was obviously weak and could not be bullied, and she did not dare to say no to him!
Shen Qinghai also stood next to An Ruowan at this time, "I remember you guys, if you humiliate my wife behind your back, I will definitely put in a good word for you in front of His Majesty!"
These young masters really panicked when they saw Shen Qinghai. Everyone knew that he was the queen's brother!
The Queen had a deep love for the Emperor, so naturally she doted on his brother-in-law...
Several young masters begged Shen Qinghai for mercy, "These words were not said by us, but by the young Marquis! It has nothing to do with us!"
Now, several people began to put all the blame on Mo Ziqing, trying to distance themselves from themselves.
"We just echoed a few words..."
Shen Qinghai said coldly in a deep voice: "Get out of here!"
After receiving the amnesty, these people immediately walked out quickly, not even paying attention to Mo Ziqing who was sitting on the ground and hadn't gotten up yet.
Mo Ziqing gritted his teeth with hatred but was helpless. He wanted to speak but was frightened by Chu Ziyi's eyes and trembled all over.
Shen Qinghai said to An Ruowan: "Otherwise, I think it's better to tie him up in the palace! I'll go and explain the whole story to Your Majesty!"
"No, no, no!"
Mo Ziqing immediately surrendered after hearing this, "I'm sorry for An Ruowan, I was wrong! My face...has become like this, let's not go into the palace to disturb His Majesty!"
Seeing him like this, Shen Qinghai didn't bother to look. He turned to An Ruowan and asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you think we should do?"
If you drive a dog into an alley, there will be a backlash, and An Ruowan doesn't want to push him too hard now.
"Let's forget about it." An Ruowan said, "If there is a next time..."
Mo Ziqing immediately said: "I don't dare to have a next time! I definitely don't dare to have a next time!"
Seeing the man leaving in embarrassment, Shen Qinghai seemed even more relieved than An Ruowan, and asked the waiter to serve him two more bottles of good wine.
After the three of them sat down again, Shen Qinghai diligently poured a cup of hot tea for An Ruowan, "I happened to meet the emperor's sister-in-law today. I really need her help with something."
An Ruowan nodded and looked at him, "What's the matter?"
"It's my sister's business."
Shen Qinghai sighed, "My sister has been having headaches lately. Although it is an old problem, it is getting worse day by day, and her hair is falling out badly."
He looked at An Ruowan expectantly, "I know your medical skills are very good. I have noticed General Weiyuan's serious illness. I wonder if there is any medicine that can cure the headache!"
