Chapter 473 The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the pretty widow (bushi)

Chapter 473 The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the pretty widow (bushi)

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

Marquis Zhennan suddenly changed the subject.

"So I plan to arrange a capable marriage for you. It's the legitimate daughter of Lu Chen, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. She's only sixteen years old and has a good reputation for being virtuous. If you can marry her, it will be easy for you to enter the Ministry of Revenue."

The legitimate daughter of Minister of Revenue Lu Chen?

Lance reviewed the database and quickly remembered who this person was.

The one who was specially arranged by the previous host to be the opponent of the Son of the World in the previous life, the one who looked as plain as salt, grew up with her grandfather and uncle's family, the one who could challenge ten strong men and had a special hobby in bed and liked handsome and handsome guys the most?

For a moment, Lance couldn't tell whether the Marquis of Zhennan was here today to build a good relationship with him and use him, or was here to harm him directly.

But it was impossible for them to get married because he had just brought the little prince home.

Lance made up an excuse casually, "I appreciate your kindness, sir. Such a good girl should be considered for the prince first. The emperor mentioned my marriage vaguely last time, and it seems that he wants to grant me a marriage."

When Sikou Hong was mentioned, the Marquis of Zhennan suddenly changed his expression.

Of course Lance knew why, but he still pretended not to know.

Marquis Zhennan observed him for a while before speaking reluctantly.

"Hong'er already has an engagement, so you don't have to worry about him. Since His Majesty has shown his love for her, then we will follow His Majesty's wishes."

He took the opportunity to criticize Lance a few more times while eating.

The implicit meaning of his words is that if Lance wants to have a smooth career in officialdom, he must have a background. Otherwise, he would be lucky not to be targeted, let alone promoted.

Lance nodded and played dumb.

Then why was he favored and promoted by the emperor recently?

Marquis Zhennan was also puzzled. What did the emperor see in Lance?

But he did not forget to suppress him when necessary, and was choked by Lance's words from time to time. After the meal, Lance felt relaxed all over. The Marquis of Zhennan almost lost his balance and walked away with a displeased look.

"You're not well-mannered enough."

Lance didn't get angry. He just asked someone to pack up a table of food that he found quite good.

"These are recorded in the account of the Marquis of Zhennan."

"Ok."

"Wow, why did you bring so many delicious foods today?"

Returning to the mansion that the emperor had awarded some time ago, Song Ning, who looked much better than before but still had ink on his face, hurried out to greet them.

Waving his hand to signal the servant to go down, Lance picked up the person with one hand and placed the food box on the stone table in the garden with the other hand.

"I met a fool today. I invited him to Zuixianlou. I thought several dishes tasted good, so I brought them back for you."

"You're eating and taking it?"

Lance is not that kind of person, right?

The next second Song Ning suddenly realized, "It must be the Marquis of Zhennan."

Only Zhennan Hou Lans would be so shameless. After all, there is no need to give the other party face.

"Well, how about a taste? What are you doing in the mansion today?"

Since moving here, Song Ning seems to have been hiding in the house and not going out.

"The Hegui Sect outside has calmed down a lot. It would be fine if you take a few people with you when you go out."

Even if something really happened, he could actually save Song Ning.

It's just that some things are hard to explain.

After hearing this, Song Ning shook his head.

He tried a piece of duck cooked in eight-treasure gourd and it was delicious.

"I'm not interested in just strolling around outside, and your garden is quite nice. The peony you planted last time was very beautiful. I've been painting this recently."

He grew up in the mountains and had no interest in the bustling capital city.

If he really wants to go out, he just wants to go for an outing in the suburbs.

But Song Ning is not stupid. The previous incident at the Zhennan Marquis Mansion caused quite a big stir. After he sneaked out of the Zhennan Marquis Mansion, they must be looking for him everywhere. In addition, his identity has been exposed, and those people from the Hegui Sect are probably looking for him as well. He doesn't want to ask for trouble and be discovered.

What's more, Song Ning secretly glanced at Lance who was having dinner with him.

It was late, and the slightly dim sky could not obscure Lance's handsome face. He had heard Fuqin say that this year's third place winner was not as good-looking as Lance, the number one scholar, and the news of the parade that day was spread everywhere.

Such a handsome top scholar is devoted to him, and Song Ning is so in love with him that he doesn't even want to go out.

He said he was painting peonies, but in fact he was secretly painting a lot of Lance's paintings.

"Peony? Let me see."

Lance was just free so he got up and went to the study. When Song Ning saw him, he became anxious.

No! He came out in such a hurry that he hadn't put away the painting he stole of Lance.

"No, no, wait until I finish drawing."

Song Ning tried to stop Lance.

Lance raised his eyebrows.

"Hmm? Can't I watch it now?"

Stopped!

Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed Lance's sleeve and tried to take him away.

"Stop looking at it and eat first. I'll give it to you when I finish the painting later."

Lance held steady.

"But I'm curious and I want to see it now."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the study. Song Ning tried to hold him back, but it was so funny that he couldn't hold him back at all.

Song Ning tried to act coquettishly again, but it was no use.

In the end, Song Ning simply acted like a rogue and used all his limbs to lie on Lance, trying to cover Lance's eyes with his hands - if he can't see, then he can't see anymore, right?

"Ningning, I've seen it."

A second before his eyes were covered, Lance chuckled.

"Does the peony you mentioned have a name, and that name happens to be exactly the same as mine? Am I the peony spirit in your mind?"

Did you really see it?

Song Ning blushed in anger and bit Lance's neck with his silver teeth.

"I told you not to look at it, but you insisted on looking at it. I'll bite you, the peony, to death."

Lance groaned, his eyes darkening.

"If I were a peony, wouldn't Ningning be a romantic ghost even if she died under the peony?"

He picked the person up, strode into the study and closed the door casually.

Song Ning hadn't realized the crisis yet and was still whispering to him.

"Can't you just hold back for a moment? Wait until I finish the painting..."

Lance: "Ningning will hide her paintings after she finishes them. If I hadn't come in today, I wouldn't have known that Ningning loved me so much and made so many paintings for me."

Song Ning blushed, "Pah, who loves you, you are shameless."

"I love Ningning."

Lance put the person on the desk covered with paintings. Song Ning lay down and realized something was wrong. He propped himself up on his elbows with a panicked look.

"W-What do you want to do? It's still daytime!"

"Bai Ri... Ning Ning doesn't know?"

Lance was lip-syncing, and his eyes happened to glance at a painting.

He took it and unfolded it, suggesting something.

"It turns out that Ningning likes me in this posture," Song Ning turned around in panic, and then was pinned to the table, unable to move and at the mercy of others.

"You, you bastard! You lied to me again."

"How can you say it's a lie? It's obvious that you really like him, Ningning."

"N-Nonsense!"

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