"Yes!" Xiang Zuixue said in surprise: "Rong'er has come to me in the afternoon and told me that as long as he promises to decide the marriage first, he will feel at ease. As for the wedding, no matter how many years he will be willing to wait!"

Murong Chifan had a playful smile on his lips, and he said with a strange tone: "Then let him wait!"

Xiang Zuixue was still worried about his daughter's problem and said, "Fan'er, Churou is sincere to you. She is now sixteen, so she can wait a little longer, but if she is not married until the eighteenth, it will be too ugly. Fan'er, you have to know it!"

"Don't worry, aunt, my subordinate will be kept for her!"

"That's great!"

In a moment!

When the two came out of the secret room, the picture in front of them was as bright as daylight. Ling Jingchuan sat quietly at the desk, holding a brush in his hand and practicing calligraphy.

The Ling family is a scholarly family. The descendants of the Ling family are both civil and military, and have both virtue and art. Whenever Murong Chifan sees his uncle, his eyes will be filled with appreciation.

Ling Jingchuan watched the two of them come out and smiled slightly: "Have you finished chatting?"

"Yeah!" Xiang Zuixue said happily: "Let's think about the betrothal gift carefully and ask the marriage to make a decision first!"

"Hahaha," Ling Jingchuan smiled: "In order to find a suitable wife for Rong'er these days, the matchmaker has almost broken the threshold of my Ling family. Now it seems that there is God's will in the dark. Rong'er told me in the afternoon that he fell in love with Qing'er at first sight!"

Murong Chifan looked humble and bowed politely, "Haha, my uncle is so serious. The main reason is that Qing'er is still young. I just found her. I have been neglecting to discipline her. I really want to be close to her for another year or two to continue the relationship between brother and sister! Let my cousin wait like this, I am really sorry!"

Ling Jingchuan waved his hand and told him not to take it to heart: "No problem! If Rong'er knew that this marriage had been decided, she might have been willing to wait for many years!"

After a while, Murong Chifan smiled and said goodbye: "In this way, this matter has been decided. The nephew will not disturb his aunt and uncle's rest, and will lead Qing'er back first."

"By the way, Fan'er, Qing'er is already in the hairpin. She is a big girl. It's not appropriate to live in your yard. I'm thinking of finding someone to clean up your restaurant, remove it and replace it with a big bed and dressing table. What girls need in the boudoir are necessary, and change the restaurant into a boudoir. In the future, she can go to the mansion or follow Rong'er to do whatever she wants. She will come back to stay at night. Look?"

Xiang Zuixue looked at him with some anxiety, wondering if he would agree, but Murong Chifan was stunned for a moment or two before saying, "It's still the aunt who thought it thought carefully."

"Haha, Rong'er has personally selected the bed and furniture in the afternoon. She has bought it and placed it in the backyard. She will leave and ask someone to clean it up, and it will be cleaned up in a while."

"Auntie has trouble."

"It should."

In this way, Xiang Zuixue and Murong Chifan had just stepped out of Ling Jingchuan's study, and she said to the void around her: "Take all the things to Miss Cousin and follow my previous instructions!"

There was no response in the cold air, but the fallen leaves on the ground were connected in a string without reason, flying quietly, outlining the strange and charming totem.

When the two of them walked and said, when they arrived at the front hall of the mansion, they found that there was no one in the hall.

A woman's gentle and gentle singing came faintly from the air: "The sky is gray, will it make me forget who you are? The night is darker, the dream is disobeying, it is difficult to chase and recall..."

Xiang Zuixue heard this and smiled knowingly. It turned out that the children were on the roof.

Murong Chifan's whole body was completely stiff. At this moment, Qigui's sweet and ethereal voice was affectionate and beautiful, full of emotion. How could he sing the casual nursery rhyme like a game in the yard at any afternoon?

Is she so unsuspecting in front of Ling Zhirong?

I spent so many days with her in a carriage and on the boat, and I never really heard her singing so carefully.

While pondering, Xiang Zuixue had already stepped out of the mansion, turned around and looked at the roof above, and smiled and said, "Rong'er, send your cousin down quickly. I have good news for you for my mother!"

However, in a flash, Ling Zhirong was already holding Qi Gui and coming from the roof!

Facing the direction of the moonlight, Murong Chifan looked around and saw that the two of them were dancing and flying in the air, floating in the air, and they were really compatible. A faint tingling sensation passed through his heart, but he didn't say anything.

Ling Zhirong quickly let go of Qi Gui, and Qi Gui retreated to Murong Chifan and stood: "Auntie, brother!"

Ling Zhirong's arms were empty, and she felt lost. She stepped forward and pulled his sleeves over Zuixue, and said with a smile: "You little brat, you are lucky! Your cousin has agreed to betrothed Qing'er's cousin to you. Tomorrow, your father and I will go to the backyard to hire you. From now on, Qing'er will be your true fiancée!"

"real?"

"Can my mother still lie to you?"

The mother and son were talking happily, while Qigui stared at Murong Chifan with a depressed look on his face.

She was a little small. When Xiang Zuixue and his son looked at her, she could only see her half-sided back. From Murong Chifan's eyes, she stood face to face with her.

The faint pain that had passed in her heart just now turned sweet when she saw her showing such a depressed and angry expression. Murong Chifan curled his lips and smiled, raised his hand to touch her head: "If my brother hadn't wanted to keep you for a year or two, if he met a good man like Zhirong, he wouldn't want you to marry tomorrow!"

That being said, the smart Qigui heard the point - one or two years!

She laughed and gave Murong Chifan a look of "You still have a conscience, but I didn't sell me." She turned around and looked at Xiang Zuixue and his son, and said, "Qing'er is here for the first time, what's wrong with you in the future? I hope my aunt and Brother Rong will teach you more!"

Xiang Zuixue was particularly satisfied with her well-being, appearance and intelligence. Besides, she was her own sister's daughter, so she was biased and liked her even more now!

Ling Zhirong stepped forward directly, wanted to hold her hand, but then endured it and said excitedly: "You just need to do what you want to do. Who in the mansion dares to say you are not, I will help you argue! Qing'er, I will not let you down in this life!"

Qi Gui raised his eyes, looked at the swearing eyes of the young man in front of him, and sighed in his heart: Oh, the hardest thing in this world is the emotional debt! I didn’t expect that in ancient times, why are there so many peach blossoms?

Xiang Zuixue returned to the house, but Ling Zhirong insisted on sending Qi Gui back to the courtyard.

Although Murong Chifan closed the door without hesitation just after he arrived at the place, Ling Zhirong was still happy and flew away from the yard with a light toe.

When Qi Gui entered the door, he was surprised to find that the restaurant on the right had turned into a gorgeous boudoir!
Chapter completed!