However, Qin Zhijie's mistake was that he asked the emperor for a marriage grant instead of asking Marquis Jing. You should know that the Princess of Yuyang was the apple of Marquis Jing's eye. He would surely have the final say in choosing his daughter's husband, and the emperor always listened to Marquis Jing...
Sure enough, Yi Junshi raised his eyebrows non -committally. "I'm afraid I'll disappoint the Heir of the Northwest. My daughter is already betrothed. I'm afraid asking the emperor for a marriage grant won't work. We have to respect the order of things."
Gu Weifeng, from beginning to end, maintained an attitude of just letting Yi Junshi talk. He propped his head up with one hand, even found a comfortable position on the dragon throne, and continued to watch the show.
Qin Zhijie was stunned. "The princess is betrothed..."
The whole hall was in an uproar. Whether it was in terms of family background, status, or appearance and temperament, the Princess of Yuyang was a popular candidate for the sons of noble families to marry. But why was her betrothal so low - key?
Before Yi Junshi could make up the time and place, Lin Yuan took over. "A month ago, on Longming Mountain."
There was another uproar. How did General Lin know about the betrothal of the Princess of Yuyang?
It had to be said that the court officials today were not short of gossip. They would have a lot to talk about after dinner.
Qin Zhijie felt dizzy. "General Lin, you..."
Yi Junshi nodded. "Chongjin is the husband my daughter has chosen. They were already betrothed on Longming Mountain."
Lin Yuan said, "It's my blessing that the marquis doesn't despise me."
Yi Junshi said, "It's just that due to the recent flood, we haven't had time to report it to the Matchmaker Pavilion."
The Matchmaker Pavilion was a government - run place for recording marriages. For all formal marriages with proper matchmakers and betrothal gifts, people had to report to the Matchmaker Pavilion to prevent future changes. Later, even among the noble families, betrothals were reported there.
Lin Qiong was completely confused listening on the side.
Huh? How did he suddenly have a daughter - in - law? Huh? How did he suddenly become in - laws with Marquis Jing? Huh? How did he know nothing about it?
Hearing this, Gu Weifeng nodded understandingly. "Fine. Admiring the fish by the abyss, Lin Yuan admiring the princess. It's indeed a predestined good match."
With this final verdict, Qin Zhijie completely hung his head.
Although Lin Yuan answered smoothly, he knew that the distance between him and Yi Zhici was still the same as before, unchanged. Marquis Jing said so just because he didn't want to marry Yi Zhici to Fangu.
The betrothal and marriage with Yi Zhici were still far away.
The more he thought about it, the angrier, sadder, and more scared he became. Qin Zhijie was the heir. No one knew what Gu Weifeng was thinking. What if he just wanted to push the boat along and marry Yi Zhici there to strengthen the relationship between the two countries...
When he arrived at the Marquis Mansion, Yi Zhici had just finished bathing and was coming out from behind the screen.
Yi Zhici always bathed without servants, so the room was quiet. A gust of wind blew, and the window closed, making the room a bit dimmer.
Suddenly, Yi Zhici was pressed against the wall. The man was domineering and arrogant, leaving her no room at all. "Scared?"
Yi Zhici was about to resist, but when she heard Lin Yuan's voice, she put down the leg that was about to strike. "Scared of what?"
Yi Zhici was trapped in Lin Yuan's arms. There was a wall behind her and Lin Yuan in front of her. Her sides were also firmly trapped by Lin Yuan's arms. Since she had just bathed, she was only wearing a single - layer dress, and there was a faint rose fragrance on her body.
Lin Yuan buried his head in the crook of her neck, slowly rubbing, biting, from her ear, to her neck, and then to her collarbone.
Lin Yuan asked in a low voice, "Scared?"
Yi Zhici didn't understand the situation. She just felt a bit itchy from the kisses. Every place where Lin Yuan's lips passed was burning hot, so hot that she felt numb.
She still shook her head gently. "Not scared."
Lin Yuan raised his head and looked into Yi Zhici's clear eyes. After a moment, he reached out and untied the belt of Yi Zhici's inner dress. The belt of the inner dress was just a thin ribbon, and it wasn't tied tightly in the first place. It came loose with a gentle tug.
Under the inner dress, she was only wearing a bellyband. Usually, a girl's bellyband was embroidered by her mother. Since Yi Zhici's mother didn't embroider for her, she had to do it herself. Coincidentally, the one she was wearing today had two butterflies embroidered on it, the two that were inseparable in life and death.