Chapter 465 The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the pretty widow (bushi)

Chapter 465 The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the pretty widow (bushi)

The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the handsome widow (bushi) Thirteen

Lance and Fuqin were stuck.

Because Lance just happened to see Marquis Zhennan bringing a few servants into Song Ning's room, and the servants were obviously holding a few things in their hands.

"Master, it should be clothes and other things."

Fuqin only took a quick glance and came back to report. She had served in the Zhennan Marquis' Mansion for so many years, so it's not that she doesn't have a good eye.

Are those marquises just going to look for their future masters with their servants and some clothes?

Fuqin pondered for a moment and couldn't help but let out a shudder.

"Si Kouhong's birthday is coming soon, what do you think?"

Lance's expression was unusually gloomy.

Even though he had already anticipated that this day would come, he actually felt a little depressed when he saw with his own eyes that the Marquis of Zhennan was still planning on Song Ning just like he did in his previous life.

Or maybe he was too slow and worried too much.

Lance looked up at the sky, blue arcs leaping with terrifying emotions.

Maybe he should consider using more radical means and give it another try...

"You said you want me to prepare to attend Si Kou Hong's banquet?"

Song Ning looked at the Marquis of Zhennan in front of him with suspicion. He had repeatedly asked the Marquis of Zhennan for an explanation but received no response. Now he suddenly came to him and asked him to "prepare"?

"Of course, I will announce to everyone that you and my son are engaged."

Marquis Zhennan waved his hand, and a servant came forward with a tray and lifted the covering cloth, revealing a set of gorgeous robes, even with a flawless jade, which was obviously worth a fortune.

"These are specially made by the best embroiderer in the mansion. Tomorrow, after you put them on, I will have my servants take you there. I will introduce you to the guests and inform them of your engagement with my son."

That's the way it should be.

As Song Ning thought about it, he couldn't help biting his lips, feeling inexplicably irritated.

He originally believed the marriage proposal from Marquis Zhennan and left his hometown to come to Marquis Zhennan's mansion. It was because of this marriage proposal that he wanted to have more family.

but……

Song Ning looked at those gorgeous robes and beautiful jades, and felt more and more annoyed.

These were not what he wanted, nor what he had been waiting for.

After arguing with Marquis Zhennan for a few words, Song Ning was finally defeated by him and had those things forced upon him. He could only wait until Marquis Zhennan left, sitting on a chair and staring at those trays in anger.

He didn't agree at all!

He was angry and irritated, and happened to be hungry - the people delivering meals to the Zhennan Marquis's Mansion were becoming increasingly dishonest, and no one had come so far today.

Song Ning became even angrier when he thought about it. Instead of sending him these clothes, it would be better to send him a delicious meal, like the ones that the guy next door often sent him.

A fragrance wafted into Song Ning's nose. He looked up and saw a bowl of golden noodle soup in front of him.

He sat up straight subconsciously, picked up the chopsticks and asked casually.

"What about him? Is he still out today?"

"I didn't know you cared about me so much."

Another bowl of noodle soup was placed on the other side of the table. Song Ning, who had just picked up a mouthful of noodles, looked over and his chopsticks fell.

"You, you, why are you here?"

Song Ning stuttered.

Doesn’t this person go out every day?

He gave the unused chopsticks in his hand to Song Ning, picked up the dropped chopsticks and asked Fuqin to exchange them for a pair. Lance said, "Of course I'm here to have dinner with you. I didn't have time a few days ago, so I had to send food over. Now that I'm free today, you won't refuse, right?"

He raised his eyebrows, but actually glanced at the robes.

Although he was not familiar with this, after comparing and scanning the database information, Lance's eyes were filled with coldness.

These luxurious-looking robes are actually piled-up old cloths. Some of the embroidery is actually to cover up the holes bitten by insects. The styles are not the latest ones but the old styles from three or four years ago.

Even the jade pendant seemed to be harmless, but the meaning of the patterns carved on it was a bit frivolous.

With all these added together, if Song Ning walked out wearing this outfit, people would just mistake him for someone who had fallen on hard times but was still trying to save face.

The luxurious and brand new look is obviously a style from a few years ago, which means that it is a robe that has been in storage for several years and is only now being worn.

Once he put on the jade pendant, those who had originally speculated about Song Ning's identity began to look down on him.

To wear such a frivolous thing means that one is either a dissolute person or so stupid that he cannot even see it.

No matter which one it is, it's not a good thing for Song Ning.

"I didn't say no."

Song Ning looked at Fuqin who brought him new chopsticks. He couldn't think of a reason for him to chase someone away when they were giving him food, so he had to accept it silently.

He lowered his head and picked up a piece of noodles to try to cover it up, but Lance continued to eat calmly.

Fuqin disappeared, and suddenly there were only two people and two bowls of noodles left in the room, which made Song Ning feel awkward.

Fortunately, he took a bite of the noodles, and the sweet and fresh soup and chewy noodles were so delicious that he immediately forgot all the embarrassment.

He had been hungry for a long time, so he immediately lowered his head and started eating. Soon, the tip of his delicate nose was covered with tiny beads of sweat.

"Eat slowly, there's no rush."

A handkerchief brushed past like a dragonfly skimming the water. Song Ning paused and lowered his head even lower.

This, this lecher is touching me again!

There wasn't much noodles in a bowl, and no matter how hard Song Ning tried to escape, he soon ran out of noodles.

Lance made him a cup of tea and asked, "Did the Marquis of Zhennan come to see you? Did he give you these things?"

Song Ning felt depressed when this was mentioned. He took a sip of tea and nodded.

"Ah."

Lance was still a little confused about what Song Ning was thinking at the moment.

Of course, he wanted to take the person away from the Zhennan Marquis Mansion and flee far away, but what did the little prince think?

He came here too soon and there wasn't enough he could do.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?"

Song Ning glanced at him and lowered his head again.

"I don't have any plans, what can I do?"

Where did this man's previous banditry go?

Didn't you tell him to trust him? What's the point of asking this now?

Song Ning couldn't explain why he felt furious.

But he also felt puzzled. This person had nothing to do with him, and that sentence was probably just a joke. Why should he care so much?

Maybe he is just another Marquis of Zhennan.

"…I'm sorry, I didn't know you thought that."

Suddenly, a voice of apology came from above his head. Before Song Ning had time to think about why this person was apologizing, he was shocked to find himself being boldly embraced by this person.

"You, you, let me go! Lecher!"

He was so scared that he didn't know where to put his hands. In this dynasty, men can get married, so how dare this man be so shameless?

If I really let go, I'll probably be scolded again.

Lance was glad that the little prince had just spoken his true feelings, and he was also a little surprised and happy.

He really didn't expect that he would have such a high status in the little prince's heart.