The procession delivering betrothal gifts at the gate of Cheng's mansion has already entered the mansion one after another.
Cheng Wan'er and Yi'er were still in a stalemate in a corner outside the house.
"Your Highness, it seems that whether or not I marry the You family has nothing to do with you." Cheng Wan'er said slowly. In her eyes, Yi'er had never cared about her, so she was very puzzled by his behavior at the moment.
Yi'er has always been a steady person and will never do anything rude.
Regardless of whether Cheng Wan'er married the You family or not, it was somewhat unreasonable for him to appear like this.
Could it be Mianmian?
Cheng Wan'er guessed: "Your Highness, did Mianmian ask you to deliver the message?"
She smiled and said: "Just in time, please tell Mianmian, Your Highness, today I..."
Before she could finish her words, Yi'er pulled her and strode towards the carriage nearby. ?.?????.???
Yi'er was a head taller than Cheng Wan'er, and he could drag her into the carriage with just a little force.
Cheng Wan'er felt like the world was spinning. When she came to her senses, she found that Yi'er was carrying her on his shoulders, shaking her.
She was pushed into the carriage and sat down.
Yi'er had a sullen face and called to the driver outside the carriage in a cold voice: "Go to the south of the city."
There is a Zhou family's house in the south of the city, which Zhou Ruiyuan prepared for Du Wanchun.
On weekdays, if they get tired of living in the palace, they will go to live in the house in the south of the city.
It's relatively remote here and no one knows their identities.
Cheng Wan'er was still confused while sitting in the carriage, "Your Highness, what are you doing?"
Yi'er turned her head and looked outside the carriage, and said seriously: "It's not that Mianmian asked me to come today."
Cheng Wan'er was surprised, "What about Your Highness?"
Yi'er had already thought clearly at that moment that he had a different kind of affection for the woman in front of him.
He doesn't want her to marry Youjia.
Today is just an appointment. If Cheng Wan'er doesn't want to, there is still a chance to regret it. If he really waits until he gets married, it will be impossible for him to ask his parents for help.
"It's because I don't want you to marry." Yi'er slowly turned her head and looked at Cheng Wan'er with a deep look.
A pair of clear eyes full of sincerity.
Cheng Wan'er suddenly felt as if something had stabbed her heart, causing her breathing to stop. It was as if time had stopped at this moment and her mind went blank.
Seeing her stunned state, Yi'er said again: "I'm here on my own this time, and I don't want you to marry the You family."
"because......."
"Because I want you to marry me..."
He looked deeply at Cheng Wan'er, his tender eyes almost looking right through her.
All this was too sudden for Cheng Wan'er, as if it was in a dream.
She couldn't believe her eyes.
For several years, she never thought that Yi'er would fall in love with him, and she never thought that she could marry him.
The sudden words made her panic.
Cheng Wan'er's lips trembled slightly, her head lowered, and she didn't know where to put her hands.
"Your Highness...I...I..."
She hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word.
Yi'er stretched out his hand, held her trembling hand tightly, slowed down his voice, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I won't scare you. Don't worry, I will arrange everything today well and I won't let you suffer any grievances."
Cheng Wan'er gradually calmed down, she looked at Yi'er blankly, and finally asked what she wanted to ask, "Why does Your Highness want to marry me?"
Yi'er held her hand tightly and said extremely seriously: "Of course it's because I like you."
He looks a bit like his father now.
Zhou Ruiyuan is never ambiguous about emotional matters. As long as he identifies with someone, he will openly express his love.
Now Yi'er has learned this from him.
Cheng Wan'er's heart was beating very fast, and the carriage continued to move forward. Although there was the sound of horse hooves, it still couldn't stop the beating of their hearts.
Her nose suddenly became sore, her eyes were slightly red, and her heart was filled with uncontrollable joy.
"Your Highness, I am just an unloved daughter in the Cheng family, how can I be worthy of you?"
Yi'er couldn't hear this the most, so he said very patiently and slowly: "If you really say that you are not worthy, it should be that I am not worthy of you. Apart from our mutual identities, how can I compare to you in terms of talent?"
Cheng Wan'er raised her eyes to look at him, tears bursting from her eyes.
Yi'er panicked when he saw the tears. His father had said that a good man should not make a woman cry.
He quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped Cheng Wan'er's tears, "Don't cry, don't cry. Did I scare you?"
Cheng Wan'er looked at him deeply and shook his head, "No, no, I'm just too happy."
Yi'er paused, and the air in the carriage froze again. His eyes turned, showing a hint of surprise, but he was quickly overwhelmed by joy.
He hugged her into his arms and said with a smile: "That's great. I'm very happy too. Thank you. Thank you for being happy with me."
Cheng Wan'er was hugged tightly by him. She reached out and patted his arm and said, "Your Highness, we'd better go back to the house now."
"Go back home, what about Youjia?" Yi'er asked doubtfully.
Cheng Wan'er wiped the tears on her face and said with a smile: "Today, it's not me who is getting engaged in your family, but my fourth sister."
