Soon he regained his composure and rolled up the scroll: "Young Master, there is still something you didn't give me."
"The imperial seal is not in my hand."
"Do you need me to send someone to get it for you?"
"No need," Ximen Longting stretched out his hand to hug Jing Jiaren into his arms and smiled with determination, "I will naturally hand it over on our wedding day."
Wedding? Jing Jiaren was shocked, why didn’t Ximen Longting mention this decision?
Vic said incomprehensively: "What do you mean, young master?"
"The scroll clearly states that if I hand over my power, I will be removed from the Ximen family tree and will no longer be a member of the Ximen family."
"Yes."
"The scroll also says that I will be free to marry and love - I can marry whomever I want!"
Vic nodded: "Yes. But this is after you hand over your power."
Who knows whether the terms in this scroll will count, whether it will become a bait for Mr. Ximen to seduce Ximen Longting into handing over the warrant. As long as he takes out the imperial seal, the scroll will be burned to ashes in a fire.
...Master Ximen has the final say in everything.
Ximen Longting said indifferently: "On our wedding day, I will invite all the elders of the 13th family, relatives and noble friends to a banquet to bear witness to our love."
The implication could not be more clear.
Ximen Longting can take charge of politics, but Mr. Ximen cannot be allowed to have room to refute his words.
Vic said coldly: "Young Master, you don't trust me."
Ximen Longting laughed wildly: "That's good! I don't even believe in myself. I don't believe in anyone in this world."
"I can't decide your wedding," Vic said hesitantly, "Let me inform the master."
Watching Vic leave, Jing Jiaren looked back at Ximen Longting: "Are we going to get married?"
"I want to marry you in front of everyone." Ximen Longting's ice-like voice was more like a declaration.
"Will Mr. Ximen agree?"
"Does he have a reason not to agree? If he agrees, on the day of the wedding, I will hand over the imperial seal first and then marry you. I want everyone in the world to watch..." He held up her cheek with his big palm.
"What if he doesn't agree?"
"He can't do the terms in the scroll, so they are void."
But the problem is that Mr. Ximen is trying to force them first, ostensibly asking for their opinions. He is afraid that if they resist, he will use other methods to force them.
At this time, a vigorous voice suddenly sounded in the air: "What a surprise to me, you want me to prepare for the wedding?"
It's Master Ximen.
Jing Jiaren couldn't see anyone, only heard voices. When she raised her head, she saw that the sky in the hall was filled with carvings of gods.
"Miss Jing, are you going to marry BRANT? Have you thought about it?" There was a strangeness in his voice, "You don't want your son?"
"..." Jing Jiaren, "Will you agree to our wedding?"
"If you don't want a son, let him stay in the Ximen family and be the heir."
Jing Jiaren held Ximen Longting's hand and replied: "I believe that SUN can excel under the teachings of Mr. Ximen. He can be appreciated by Mr. Ximen and stay as Ximen's future heir. I feel...
Very pleased.”
"Hahahaha..." His wild laughter made people's eardrums hurt.
"So, you agreed to my wedding with Ximen Longting?"
"I never thought of asking your son if he would agree?"
Jing Jiaren suddenly had an extremely bad premonition and looked around. Could SUN be listening too?