Chapter 45: Who Dares to Hit My Man?

  "Good!" Sheng Yun Jing held back tears in her eyes and nodded: "Ben Hou, I agree to your marriage proposal!"

  As a "noble by purchase" aristocrat, this Yong'an Marquis has always been looked down upon by those so-called true imperial relatives and noble families in Kyoto, and only when they want his financial support will they pretend to show him respect.

  If he were to marry his daughter into those people's families, they never thought that his daughter could be a legitimate wife.

  But in Yan Beizheng's eyes, those people were not worth looking at.

  But it was Yan Beizheng who condescended and humbled himself, wanting to use the grand ceremony of a principal wife to ask for his daughter's hand in marriage...

  "Very good!" Yan Beichen was satisfied.

  Just now it was gloomy and cold, but the hall, which seemed like a desolate wilderness, has finally been warmed by the spring breeze, and all things have come back to life...

  "Jinju, come over here." Meng Qiuyu finally spoke up to Sheng Jinju.

  Sheng Jinxiu took a glance at Yan Beizheng.

  This glance delighted Yan Beichen. Hmm, it seems that he finally knew that he was his person now and had to report to him whatever he did.

  "Go." He waved his hand, unusually generous.

  Sheng Jinxiu suppressed the joy in her heart, got up and walked to Meng Qiuyu's front: "Mother..."

  Meng Qiuyu's face sank: "You've been away from home for many days, I thought you no longer had me, your mother, in your heart!"

  "Me..." Sheng Jinxiu wanted to explain a few sentences, but then heard Meng Qiuyu say: "Forget it, you child, have indeed been spoiled by us, just knowing how to come back is enough."

  "You are now going to marry into the Regent's household, so you can't be as reckless as before, following your own nature. You should learn to pay attention to details in everything, from food and clothing to housing and behavior. Look at the way you styled your hair today, it's so... "

  Before the word "look" was even spoken, Yan Beiting, who was holding a teacup on the other side, paused for a moment and said in a low voice: "Jin'er's hair was combed by this king."

  Meng Qiuyu's words got stuck in her throat.

  Yan Beizhuang looked up and asked: "Does the king's mother-in-law think that this king's hairdressing skills are still okay?"

  His tone was gentle, but Meng Qiuyu was startled and hastily replied, "Yes, of course!"

  She even forgot to ask Yan Beizheng why he saw Sheng Jinxiu with her hair down and disheveled...

  "Alright, Mother, Father, Elder Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, we've already discussed past matters and there's no need to bring them up again. Whether I'm at home waiting to be married or have entered the Regent Prince's estate, I will forever be your daughter, your younger sister; our family still has plenty of time."

  "But the prince is here today and he's not familiar with our place. I thought of accompanying him around, then keeping him for dinner at home, how about that?"

  "It's only right, it's only right," Sheng Yunjing said first, and then turned to Meng Qiuyu and said: "Madam, would you mind going to the kitchen to give instructions?"

  "Alright, I'll go right away." Meng Qiuyu said, and then got up and walked out.

  Just two steps out, Yan Beizheng suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

  He was just extremely gentle, but somehow he suddenly became cold again.

  The people of the Sheng family had put down their minds and suddenly hung up again.

  Sheng Yun Jing thought that Yan Bei Cong was dissatisfied with the lunch, so he hastily stood up: "Ben Hou... Ben Hou personally went to the kitchen..."

  Yan Beizhuang seemed to have not heard his words, and suddenly stood up from his seat, taking three steps in two strides, arriving in front of Sheng Jinyu, pinching her chin, turning her left cheek under his eyes. In an instant, a fierce killing intent: "Who hit you?"