Yan Xuening looked at Shang Shaoyan warily, apparently not believing it was as simple as just one thing.

Seeing this, Shang Shaoyan curled his lips, and casually broke off a plum blossom from a nearby branch: "Qing'an Hou came in person in the morning, and said he wanted to take you to be his No. 13 concubine, what do you think?"

After a pause, she said: "If the Marquis of Qing'an hadn't come to tell me today, I wouldn't have known that my cousin loves to go out to play so much; it just so happened that you were walking on the street that day and was spotted by the Marquis of Qing'an who was sitting in the teahouse. Tsk, that's a surprise..."

Yan Xuening's face turned pale, and the hand holding the swing began to tremble: "You are talking nonsense! You just want to scare me! I have never met the Marquis of Qing'an, and I wore a veiled hat when I went out—"

Saying this, she seemed to be choked by something, unable to speak, and her complexion became even worse.

That's right, the day before yesterday she went out to buy pearl hairpins and thought they looked pretty, so she didn't want to wear a veiled hat...

Shang Shaoyan looked at Yan Xuening leisurely: "Tell me, why don't you continue? I don't care how you were seen by the Marquis of Qing'an, anyway, I want you by name, and I don't want to offend him, so I can ask you if I shirk." It took only a few days for your opinion."

Yan Xuening didn't feel that Shang Shaoyan was lying to her now, she stood up in a flustered expression: "Cousin, I can't marry Qing'an Hou, he is over fifty!"

Shang Shaoyan patted Yan Xuening's shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, you won't marry him."

Yan Xuening breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak, when Shang Shaoyan continued, "Didn't you listen to me? I raised you to be a concubine. Marrying, that's the treatment only a good lady would have."

Shang Shaoyan looked at Yan Xuening's ugly face with satisfaction, and added: "My cousin doesn't know something. Now the Duke's Mansion is no longer like the time when parents were still there. Everyone can step on it. I trade you for the celebration Anhou's blessing, my brother and I both think it's a good deal."

Yan Xuening was so frightened that she slid off the swing, she gritted her teeth, raised her eyes and stared at Shang Shaoyan, as if she couldn't believe that such cold words came from Shang Yunlan's mouth.

Shang Shaoyan laughed shortly: "However, if you don't want to, there is nothing you can do."

Yan Xuening knelt on the snow, feeling cold all over her body: "...Cousin just said it."

Shang Shaoyan pretended to be embarrassed for a moment, and then sighed: "If I reject the Marquis of Qing'an for you, I'm afraid the situation of the Duke's Mansion will be even more difficult... But I think, we are blood relatives anyway, if you To be a concubine is to embarrass my elder brother and me. For the present plan, the only way is to marry you off as soon as possible, and it is better to be the right lady of an innocent family than to be the concubine of the Marquis of Qing'an."

Yan Xuening heard what Shang Shaoyan meant and couldn't believe it: "Cousin is going to marry me into a poor family?"

Shang Shaoyan raised his eyebrows: "I know that my aunt sent you to the Duke's mansion in order to find a good marriage. But now you have seen that the Duke's mansion has fallen, and my brother will also wear mourning. If you want to be me Sister-in-law, you can't avoid being judged by the world; Marquis Qing'an wants to take you as a concubine, although the Marquis's mansion is rich and noble, but after all, you are still a small..."

Yan Xuening lowered her head and grasped the hem of her skirt with both hands.

Shang Shaoyan walked forward slowly, walked around Yan Xuening, and then leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Cousin, sister is also for you—brother has heart disease, and when it's cold today, it's even worse." If you can't get up, the imperial doctor can't do anything about it, and his brother-sister relationship between me and him is destined not to be deep... On the contrary, it's you, although we always quarrel, but we are both women, so I will inevitably think more for you."

Yan Xuening paused, and then struggled to get up from the ground, her face pale; she held her forehead: "Cousin, Xuening has some headaches, and wants to lie down and rest..."

Shang Shaoyan nodded, and then nodded Yan Xuening: "Cousin has always been smart."

……

"That's it?" Shang Yunlan stared blankly at Shang Shaoyan, "Is that all right?"

Shang Shaoyan held Mrs. Tang in his arms, and cast a sidelong glance at Shang Yunlan when he heard the words: "How did you become the richest man with your pig brain? You can't even figure it out?"

After a pause, she said: "Think about it carefully, what would she do if I tricked her into marrying the Marquis of Qing'an and wanting her to be a child? One possibility is to quickly find a way to marry you, and use any method at all. It is drugging; another possibility is to marry someone else in a hurry, which is better than being a concubine. According to her mind, she must choose the first way."

Shang Yunlan nodded.

Shang Shaoyan then broke up and said: "I said first that you are about to keep your filial piety, which means that she doesn't have much time; but I also said that the more serious your heart disease is, the more cautious she will be. If you are in a hurry, you can directly No life. Go back to the very beginning and tell her that she was spotted by the Marquis of Qing’an on the street. She will definitely not dare to go out these few days. If I find another excuse to transfer all her maids away, she will also There is no way to buy medicine, let alone prescribe medicine.”

As she said that, she smiled again: "However, it doesn't rule out that she has a hairpin. If she insists on buying it by herself, then I don't mind if Hou Qing'an really takes a fancy to her."

Shang Yunlan suddenly realized: "In other words, you have blocked her first way. Now she can only hurry up and marry someone else."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Shang Shaoyan's move was really awesome, and he couldn't help looking at her expectantly: "An'an, you are really good, I will rely on you from now on."

Shang Shaoyan: "...Dream!"

Shang Yunlan asked: "Then are you optimistic about him?"

Shang Shaoyan nodded: "I've been watching it for the past few days. This world is always unfair to women, and I still want to help her find a good marriage. But there is chaos today, and it is too risky to marry a rich man. So I wanted to marry her to a side branch of a slightly down-and-out family, so it would be safer."

Shang Yunlan raised her eyebrows: "Do you think she will accept your love?"

Shang Shaoyan smiled: "I have already written a letter to my aunt, including that set of rhetoric, and at the end I wrote a few people I like. Our little aunt is a shrewd person, she will appreciate it."

……

Shang Shaoyan sent Shang Yunlan away, and called his confidant maid who was promoted recently: "Bai Lu, get on the sedan chair, I'm going to the west of the city."

Bai Lu is a smart person, and smart people always don't ask questions when they shouldn't. She nodded, ordered to go on, then held an umbrella for Shang Shaoyan, and went out from the corner gate of the Duke's Mansion.

The weather was cold and gloomy, with goose feathers and heavy snow, Shang Shaoyan shivered, and quickly walked into the sedan chair, which made him feel much warmer.

The sedan chair was very luxurious, and inside it was burnt silver charcoal in an exquisite charcoal stove, and there was a wooden table in the middle, with incense sticks from Xue Zhongchunxin, and two or three plates of dim sum.

Shang Shaoyan had no choice but to support his forehead——Southern Chen's dignitaries liked extravagance and valued literature over martial arts. No wonder they have become worse than Northern Zhou in recent years.

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