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Chapter 432: Waking up in the Same House

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

However, with the Emperor’s warning, Princess Yanhe still had some more concerns. She did not dare to find trouble with Jian Qingqing anymore. She could only return to her residence in grievance and smash a room full of things to vent her anger.

However, there were also many outsiders who had the same guess as Princess Yanhe. They felt that Ming Zhiyan’s marriage was the result of the Emperor trying to win over Princess Ding’an. Otherwise, Ming Zhiyan was the Crown

Prince and the Minister of revenue, with such a high status, why would he still marry into the Jian Family?

Therefore, for a time, many people were waiting to see Ming Zhiyan make a fool of himself, especially those who did not get along with him in the officialdom and did not like him.

It seemed that the Emperor did not pamper him much. In the end, he was still thrown out as a chess piece.

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However, at this moment, a small piece of news came in. I heard that this engagement was requested by Crown Prince Ming.

“What? That’s impossible! The Crown Prince has status and position, what is he after?”

“It is said that Crown Prince Ming fell in love with Princess Ding’an, but Princess Ding’an was not willing to marry out, so he asked the Emperor for an

Imperial edict to marry into her family.”

“How did you know? Is the news true? How can Crown Prince Ming be so stupid? If Princess Ding i an is not willing to marry, then he can find someone else, right? In any case, there are so many young ladies from noble families and there are many more that are prettier than Princess Ding’an. What is Prince Ming’s motive?

“This is definitely true! I have a relative who works as a manservant in the

Princess Dingan residence. He knows a lot and this was what he told me.”

Some of the news was true and some were false, but Ming Zhiyan’s men had been paying attention to the wind direction and would not let any bad rumors spread.

This matter was heatedly discussed for a long time. The women were generally convinced that Ming Zhiyan had willingly married into the family. They longed for such love and were even more envious of Princess Ding’an for having such love.

Although he was drunk for a night, Ming Zhiyan still got up early the next day as usual.

He massaged his head and recalled what had happened after he got drunk last night. He felt a little helpless.

Drinking would cause trouble.

Especially when he thought of the scene of him acting coquettishly and asking the girl for a kiss, he could not help but let out a long groan. It was really too embarrassing. He really could not imagine that it was actually something he would do.

After washing up and going out, the Jian Family also woken up. They were in the living room, waiting for breakfast.

Seeing him come out, Old Man Jian asked with a smile, “You’re up? Did you sleep well last night?”

Ming Zhiyan smiled and nodded. ‘Grandpa, everything is fine.”

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Old Man Jian laughed out loud. “That’s good. Come over and cook. It’s time for breakfast. Dalang is really outrageous. He actually forced you to drink so much. Look, he’s still sleeping now.”

Old Man Jian pushed him to Jian Qingqings seat and grumbled about Jian Dalang.

Ming Zhiyan did not really dare to look at the girl, so he could only pretend to listen to Old Man Jian’s words and respond from time to time.

Jian Qingqing knew what he was thinking at first glance. She did not expect him to be so thin-skinned and suddenly had the intention to tease him.

She grabbed his hand under the table and asked in a low voice, “Are you shy?”

Ming Zhiyan was a little embarrassed, but he could not pull his hand out, so he could only let her hold on like this.

Hearing this, he retorted in a low voice, “No…”

Jian Qingqing looked at his slightly red ears and could not help but pinch them.

It was soft and felt good to the touch.

The man’s ears turned even redder..

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