Steward Sun's eyes turn, and he slightly cups his hands in greeting: "Miss Jun, that Matchmaker Huang has offended you just now, I ask Miss to not take offense."
"Today, I have come to sincerely represent Wangye to welcome Miss as a Side Consort of Jin Wangfu. A few days ago, our Wangye had a chance encounter with Miss on the street. Since then, our Wangye has fallen in love with Miss at first sight. He specifically had his subordinates prepare generous gifts to ask for Miss' hand in marriage. Wangye's heart towards Miss, that is truly the proof of the sun and the moon! "
As he speaks, Steward Sun waves his hand.
The guards standing outside the door immediately come in carrying boxes of betrothal gifts.
The boxes are opened, revealing silk, cloth, gold, and jewelry stuffed to the brim inside.
The common people of Xia 'an, who have been attracted by the commotion, all suck in a mouthful of cold air when they see the treasures in the cages.
"It's just marrying a Side Consort, this Jin Wangye's generosity is too great! These betrothal gifts are worth at least tens of millions of gold coins, right? "
"That's the most favored Wangye of the high-class Huang Yao Country, isn't this kind of generosity a matter of course?"
"If I may say it, this girl is really lucky, to actually be fancied by such a great character like Jin Wangye."
The chattering sounds of discussion come in from outside, making Steward Sun's complexion improve a lot.
That old face once again raises a trace of arrogance and contentment.
He raises his hand in the direction of the betrothal gifts, and asks: "Wangye has never failed to get the woman he wants. Is it to accept the betrothal gifts, and henceforth become a superior person; or is it to be stubborn, and be wanted by our Jin Wangfu? Miss Jun is so intelligent, surely you should know what to choose? "
When he says this, Steward Sun is full of confidence.
He feels that Muyan will certainly agree.
Muyan's mouth raises into a lazy smile, and she slowly strolls to the front of the betrothal gifts. Her fingers grab the jewels on it, and she gently caresses them. Then, she slowly says: "The quality is really good. Since you've delivered it to my door, then I'll reluctantly accept it."
"So, Miss Jun is willing to become our Wangye's Side Consort?" Steward Sun's face shows a knowing smile, "Then please get on the sedan as soon as possible, Miss."
Mu Yan doesn't pay attention to him. Instead, she says to Yan Haotian: "Move all these things to my wing room in the backyard."
Yan Haotian was silent. He immediately stepped forward and carried a large box to the backyard.
After going back and forth a few times, all the boxes in the pharmacy were empty.
Steward Sun and the guards of Jin Wangfu are somewhat unable to come back to their senses. For a moment, no one stops them.
Steward Sun didn't react until all the betrothal gifts had been moved out. His expression turned ugly and disdainful.
Who would have thought that this Miss Jun, who appeared to be refined and refined, with a peerless elegance, would actually be so petty, unable to be shown in public.
"Miss Jun, you should be able to board the sedan chair now, right?"
Muyan smiles sweetly, incomparably bright and beautiful, "Who said that I'm willing to become the bullshit Jin Wang's side consort?"
Housekeeper Sun stared blankly for a moment before his expression darkened. "Miss Jun, what do you mean by that? You've already accepted the betrothal gifts. Don't tell me you want to go back on your word now? "
Mu Yan says unhurriedly: "What I just received was compensation for disturbing my shop's business. Who said it was a betrothal gift? Now, we're even. Everyone, please go back! "
Steward Sun's complexion turns green and white, his eyes almost spurting fire, "Such great courage, even daring to swindle the people of our Jin Wangfu! Come, tie this slut up for me and stuff her into the sedan chair. Today, you have to marry, even if you don't want to!! An insignificant lowly commoner really thinks that she can overturn the heavens! "
"You dare –!!"
Just as Steward Sun's voice fell, two voices ring out at the same time.
One comes from Mu Yan's side, tender and crisp, but as cold as frost.
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