The next day, the followers were very helpful. One after another, people came to propose marriage. The Old Man, the Wu Clan, and the others were very happy. Who said that no one wanted Anin?
Look at these people, they were about to break the threshold!
In Yipin Restaurant, Huarong sat down lazily. Shuxiu hurriedly poured tea and moved the pastries closer to her. Zhang Xiaotian sat next to her. He wanted to say something but stopped.
"Okay, I don't blame you. You have to be careful in the future. You can't be careless with the people around you." Huarong didn't like to see a man like Dong Xuebing acting so hesitant, so his tone was not very good.
Zhang Xiaotian immediately raised his cup stiffly, "I toast to you as an apology."
"Cheers." Huarong raised his cup and clinked it with Dong Xuebing's, "How did the General's Mansion get the Emperor's forgiveness?"
"My father and a few uncles have some friends. They helped to plead for mercy. Grandmother also made the decision to hand Dong San over to the Yu Lin Army. Only then was the Emperor satisfied." Zhang Xiaotian didn't intend to hide it. After he finished speaking, he looked depressed and drank another cup. After a few cups, he seemed to be a little drunk.
"I, Zhang Xiaotian, have never wronged a brother! This time … this time, the General's Mansion wronged Dong San. "He had been holding it in for a long time and wanted to vent his anger by drinking today.
Huarong gently patted his shoulder, "It's not your fault. The General's Mansion can't protect him with the lives of the entire family. You can only blame the Dong Family for committing an unforgivable crime."
"Boss, you don't know what Dong San said when he was taken away. He was bitterly disappointed." Zhang Xiaotian picked up the wine pot and poured it down. Huarong didn't stop him and just watched him drink.
One pot, two pots, three pots, four pots … Dong San finally collapsed and passed out.
"Send him back to the manor, sigh." Hua Rong sighed. Who could be blamed for this?
When they came out of Yipin Restaurant, it was snowing heavily. Huarong stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes melted on his fingertips, bringing a chill. "The northern kingdom is so beautiful. It's frozen for thousands of miles. I like this kind of world wrapped in silver the most. Shuxiu, how long do you think the snow will last this year?"
"The county princess is quite loyal." Before Shuxiu could reply, Zhao Han-chul's voice rang in her ears.
Huarong turned around. "The Crown Prince is always so free."
"Yipin Restaurant is a place to eat. Can't I, the Crown Prince, eat here?" He spread out his hands and made a gesture of 'you have wronged me'.
Huarong did not intend to say much to him. He bowed and said, "Crown Prince, please enjoy your meal. Farewell."
Zhao Han-chul did not ask him to stay. He just watched him get into the carriage and disappear into the snow.
He was not here to eat. After Huarong left, he went back home. As soon as he entered the study, he saw Xi Shi sitting in his usual chair. He was motionless, like a statue.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing." Xi Shi spoke in a cold voice. There was no warmth in his voice. The cold weather became even colder.
Zhao Han-chul habitually sat beside him and poured a cup of cold tea. "You heard that someone went to the Gu family to propose marriage. Are you anxious? Do you want me to introduce you to someone? "
"No." Saying so, Xi Shi stood up and quickly disappeared.
It was as if there was really nothing wrong with him coming to the Duke Public House.
Zhao Han-chul took a sip of tea and chuckled. "You're so nervous that you're incoherent. Don't you want to admit it? I'll force you to admit it. "
The next day, Huarong woke up under burning gazes. In a daze, she felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at her. No matter how strong her mental fortitude was, she could not resist and opened her eyes.
After opening her eyes, she found that the Old Man, You Clan, Zhou Clan, and Wu Clan were all surrounding her and looking at her. They only straightened up when they saw that she had woken up.
Huarong shrank into the quilt vigilantly. She was like a little white rabbit surrounded by hooligans who wanted to take advantage of her. She shivered and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Anin, you're really something. Guess who came to propose marriage today?" You Clan raised an eyebrow. Her happy face made Huarong feel terrified.
It was too scary!
She swallowed and asked calmly, "The Zhenyuan General's Mansion?"
"I mentioned it a long time ago." You Clan shook their heads.
Huarong rolled her eyes. She could not think of any family more honorable than the Zhenyuan General's Mansion among her subordinates.
Seeing that she was confused, You Clan said happily, "The Zhenguo Mansion came to propose marriage. Moreover, it's for the Crown Prince to marry the Crown Prince's wife!"
"Ah?" Huarong was really confused this time. She pointed at her own nose. "Zhao Han-chul wants to marry me and make me the Crown Prince's wife?"
"Yes, Anin. I think it's because you saved the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince fell in love with you. Since ancient times, heroes have saved beauties. Our Anin is the beauty saving the hero."
"I've said that our Anin has a noble life. How can those small families be qualified to marry our Anin? Look, the Duke's Mansion came to propose marriage. That's the Duke's Mansion! A supreme Duke's Mansion has a different surname. But there's no such thing as a prince in Da Wu … "
Huarong closed her eyes as her grandmother, mother, and aunt chattered on. Damn it, Zhao Han-chul, just you wait!
"I! No! Marry! "Huarong shouted loudly. Her voice rushed out of the Moon Embracing Pavilion. Even the second branch heard it.
A few overly excited women were splashed with cold water and almost fell down. "What did you say? You're not marrying? "The Old Man was shocked.
He was even a little distressed. "Anin, Zhenguo Gong is crazy. His wife is his second wife. She has already separated from the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince's birth mother passed away early. If you marry him, you'll be the head of the family. Why are you unwilling?"
"Didn't grandmother say that she wanted to find a son-in-law for Anin?" Huarong asked pitifully.
The Old Man waved his hand. "That was when there was no better choice. Now, the Zhenguo Mansion's marriage is great! The Crown Prince doesn't have any brothers or sisters. If you marry him, no one can surpass you. Grandmother has already asked around. The Crown Prince and the stepmother don't have a good relationship. They're like fire and water. The Crown Prince is smart. The stepmother can't win against the Crown Prince. If you marry him, you don't have to worry about your mother-in-law. "
Huarong was speechless. Please have some principles! Don't change your mind! Fickle women!
"Anyway, I'm not marrying!" Huarong said resolutely. She covered her head and went back to sleep.
The Old Madame and the others saw her firm attitude and looked at each other. In their hearts, they couldn't help but think of a plan to slowly persuade her. Which unmarried girl would clamor to get married?
However, it was the Zhenguo Mansion that came to propose marriage. You Clan couldn't keep their cool. They wanted to persuade her. "Anin …"
Huarong refused immediately. "I'd rather die than marry Zhao Han-chul!"
"Don't, don't, don't force her. Let's go." The Old Man panicked. Compared to marriage, his precious granddaughter was more important.
When the women finally left, Huarong popped her head out of the quilt. Shuxiu was so scared that her face turned pale.
"Miss, if you don't want to marry him, then don't marry him. Why are you so angry?" Shuxiu was puzzled. "Besides, the Zhenguo Mansion is a prestigious family. The Crown Prince is handsome and talented. He's a good man that many people in the capital can't get …"
"Get out!" Huarong said angrily. "Who's your master?"
"Miss …"
"Why are you still here?" Huarong scolded sternly.
Shuxiu was so scared that she trembled. She didn't dare to stay any longer and left with grievances.
When Huarong saw her leave, she immediately got up and tore the bed sheet with a pair of scissors. After the sheet was torn, she threw the cloth to hang on the beam. Then, she moved the embroidery stool and stood on it.
Shuxiu heard movement inside and asked, "Miss, may I come in and help you wash up?"
"Wash up? I'd rather die!" Huarong said as she tied the hanging cloth.
Shuxiu was so scared that she pushed the door open. When the door was opened, she saw Huarong in a hanging posture. "Miss, you can't do this. Someone, someone, come quickly. Miss wants to commit suicide!"
She cried and rushed over to hold Huarong's legs. Because she was a woman, she wasn't strong enough. Instead, Huarong lost her balance and her neck hung on the cloth.
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