Murong Fu asked Bao Bubu and Feng Bocai to prepare a large gift, and also brought several pots of expensive camellias that he had specially brought from Dali.
What Murong Fu wanted to do today was not just as simple as visiting Mrs. Wang.
Because Mrs. Wang did not allow men to come to the house, it was Mrs. Wang who was particularly gracious to Murong Fu for visiting her. Murong Fu did not let Bao BuTong and Feng BoE follow him. He just asked a few maids and Abi to bring gifts and then punted all the way there.
In front of Mantuo Villa.
Mrs. Wang still had the same indifferent look, but there was a bit of warmth in her expression, unlike the iceberg-like face she had last time, which was so repulsive.
"Reinstated, how did you handle last night's incident?" Mrs. Wang took a sip of tea and asked.
Murong Fu bowed deeply and said, "Thank you aunt for helping me. If it weren't for aunt this time, my nephew's Yanziwu would have been demolished and only the swallow's nest would be left."
Mrs. Wang chuckled: "You kid, your martial arts skills are not very good, but you do have a slippery tone."
Murong Fu said: "Auntie was joking. I came here this time because I have a gift for my auntie."
Mrs. Wang asked curiously: "Oh, do you have any treasures that you want to give to your aunt?"
Murong Fu clapped his hands and signaled his entourage to bring the camellias.
After her mood calmed down a little, Mrs. Wang asked Murong Fu again.
"Aunt, aunt?" Murong Fu asked with concern.
Mrs. Wang looked at this pot and then that pot. She was so happy that she forgot the existence of Murong Fu. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and murmured to herself: "He said he wanted to plant a pot with camellias with me."
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"Yes, the old man, King Zhennan, personally received his nephew." Murong Fu said respectfully.
Murong Fu saluted respectfully and said to Mrs. Wang: "Aunt, my nephew is here this time for a very important matter. I hope my aunt will agree to it."
Murong Fu looked into Mrs. Wang's eyes with sincerity.
"Ah, does he have a son? Yes, it's been so many years." Mrs. Wang was lost, immersed in memories and couldn't help herself.
Mrs. Wang couldn't help but joked: "Why, you two haven't even gotten married yet, and you're already marrying me together?"
Murong Fu was silent for a moment and said: "Auntie is afraid that I will be involved in Fu Yan's great cause in the future, and Yuyan will be implicated if she follows me."
Murong Fu gently smoothed out Wang Yuyan's strand of black hair hanging on her shoulders and said with a smile, "I will propose to my aunt about our engagement tomorrow."
"Ah, no, my aunt likes it very much. You have done a good job in reinstatement. Thank you, thank you." Mrs. Wang said at the end, her voice almost choked with sobs.
Mrs. Wang teased: "What is it that makes you, a busy man who is rarely seen, give you gifts and spend a whole night at my village without saying anything? You don't want to marry Yu Yan, right?"
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"You just said that you went to Zhennan Prince's Mansion?"
Finally, Mrs. Wang asked: "How did you get these camellias that are so valuable that they are difficult to reinstate?"
Just kidding, who would let down a girl who sheds tears for you, is obedient to you, and looks like a fairy sister?
"Sweet words, men are all like that, none of them are good!"
"Yes, speaking of which, the most precious ones among them were those selected by the King of Zhennan, who ordered his eldest son to accompany his nephew?" Murong Fu said with a smile.
Murong Fu said respectfully: "Yes, my nephew will retire first."
Murong Fu looked at Wang Yuyan lovingly and said, "No, my aunt asked me to come find you."
Murong Fu smiled slightly: "Reporting to my aunt, my nephew selected these from the Royal Garden of Dali Palace and Zhennan Palace."
Wang Yuyan was startled by this sudden attack, and just as she was about to struggle, a gentle voice sounded in her ears: "Cousin, it's me."
Murong Fu said: "With my sincerity, I am willing to protect Yu Yan for the rest of her life."
After a while, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but said: "Aren't you curious about why?"
Murong Fu deliberately slowed down his pace and walked towards the other party. When he got behind him, he gently opened his hands and hugged the other party.
"My aunt looks quite bad. Could it be that she doesn't like these pots of camellias?"
After a heart-to-heart exchange of affection, Wang Yuyan shyly leaned on Murong Fu's shoulder and asked, "Cousin, has my mother ever lost her temper with you this time you came here?"
Mrs. Wang said disdainfully.
"Mom, my cousin is not that kind of person!" Wang Yuyan saw that her lover was robbed by her mother one after another, and she hurriedly defended Murong Fu.
As he spoke, Murong Fu slowly shook his head, looking very puzzled.
Mrs. Wang scolded her, and Wang Yuyan had no choice but to retreat behind Murong Fu aggrievedly. Murong Fu looked at Wang Yuyan lovingly and comforted the beauty in a low voice.
"My nephew doesn't know that." Murong Fu said with a smile.
"Oh, that's interesting. Then tell me why?"
Seeing her daughter's elbows turning outward crazily, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but let out a long sigh and smiled bitterly in her heart.
Wang Yuyan froze, then turned around in surprise: "Cousin, it's really you!"
"Nonsense, do you have the right to speak?"
"However, there was a camellia in Queen Zhennan's garden that was very beautiful. My nephew wanted to bring it back to his aunt, but King Zhennan refused to part with it. He said that even if my nephew moved away all the camellias in the palace, it would be fine, except for that one.
Plants should never be given as gifts." Murong Fu added.
"Prince Zhennan's Mansion, you went to Prince Zhennan's Mansion?" Mrs. Wang's voice was already trembling.
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Wang's hand holding the tea cup visibly trembled. After Murong Fu came back, Wang Yuyan held on to Murong Fu's sleeves and didn't let go, as if she could avoid being seen by her mother.
Her beautiful eyes were hazy, vaguely tinged with tears.
"It's just that my nephew, Guan Zhennan Wang, seems to have a sad expression on his face."
Murong Fu got up early, and then brought Wang Yuyan with him to greet Mrs. Wang.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "My nephew probably knows what my aunt is thinking."
Then she said quietly: "Reinstatement, to be honest, as Yuyan's mother, from the bottom of my heart, I really don't want Yuyan to marry you."
The reason why I made up such a story is, on the one hand, to clear up Mrs. Wang's heart, and on the other hand, it is also to pave the way for what I will do next.
"Aunt, aunt"
Murong Fu replied: "The King of Zhennan said that the camellia plant was cultivated by him and an old friend. It is called "Evergreen under the Moon". It is a very strange name, but my nephew has never imagined why.
The King of Zhennan is so reluctant to give up."
He indeed selected the camellias from the Royal Garden of Dali Palace and Zhennan Palace, but he did not see Duan Zhengchun at all. Everyone in the palace said that Duan Zhengchun was out for something and had not been back for a few days. Duan Yu was with him the whole time.
Murong Fu.
"Reporting to my aunt, King Zhennan is full of energy, profound in martial arts, and has the qualifications to be a king, but"
Murong Fu said nothing.
Wang Yuyan was so embarrassed that she immediately hid behind Murong Fu, not daring to face her mother directly.
As soon as the four words "Zhennan Prince's Mansion" came out, Mrs. Wang's whole body seemed to be electrocuted and she said "ah".
"Ah" The huge feeling of happiness made Wang Yuyan feel a little dizzy. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak. She just lay quietly in Murong Fu's arms.
Murong Fu walked out of the living room and let out a sigh of relief.
Murong Fu quickly replied: "What my aunt said is exactly what my nephew is thinking. This time my nephew came here just to discuss with my aunt about getting engaged to Yuyan."
"Oh? What kind of exotic flowers and species make a prince like Zhennan so reluctant to part with them?" Mrs. Wang was very curious.
After all, lying to others is still a bit of psychological pressure for Murong Fu now.
Mrs. Wang snorted coldly: "Hmph, that's a pretty idea. Why do you marry my Yuyan?"
"Ah, reinstatement, what did you just say?" Mrs. Wang seemed to be waking up from a dream.
Murong Fu deliberately said half a sentence without continuing.
"Why is this so sad?" Mrs. Wang asked curiously.
Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up. There were several pots of camellias vying for beauty in front of her. They were extraordinary at first glance. Mrs. Wang was not proficient in camellias, but she still had some basic vision after years of immersion in them.
Then he secretly glanced at Mrs. Wang, and saw that her eyes were dim with tears, as if she was trapped in memories and couldn't extricate herself. Murong Fu called out several times before Mrs. Wang choked and said: "Reinstatement, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, Yu Yan
In the back garden, you go find her."
So Murong Fu introduced them one by one, which pot was called "Eighteen Scholars", which pot was called "Beauty Face" and which pot was called "Eight Drunken Immortals". After all the introductions, Mrs. Wang's vision was opened and she praised them repeatedly.
When Murong Fu came to the back garden, he saw a beautiful figure in the garden with its back to him. The delicate and timid figure looked heartbreaking. Who else could it be if it wasn't Wang Yuyan?
"This heartless man, will he also look sad?" Mrs. Wang felt sad.
Murong Fu called out repeatedly, and Mrs. Wang woke up from a dream and said quickly: "Ah, Fu Guan, these pots of camellias you brought are very good. Auntie, I like them very much. It's rare that you are so wholehearted. What are their names?"
"Have you met King Zhennan? Is he okay now?" Mrs. Wang asked in a trembling voice.
"Well, then you and mother have spoken, spoken to." Wang Yuyan's face turned crimson and she fiddled with her belt nervously. The remaining half of the sentence came to her lips but she couldn't say it anyway.
"It's just what it is, tell me quickly." Mrs. Wang said urgently.
Wang Yuyan said eagerly: "Cousin."
Mrs. Wang scolded: "That's right! I just can't understand this. Generation after generation, how many people, how many years have passed in your Murong family, you are still dreaming of your unrealistic emperor's dream! Your father is like this, you
It's the same! Have you ever thought about how much money the Murong family and the Wang family have spent and suffered over the years for your family's big dream? Do you really think your father was doing it behind closed doors in Yanziwu?
Doesn’t anyone know about those little tricks? No, it wasn’t just the two companies that joined forces and worked hard to build it!
Do you really think that your mother and I are at odds over some trivial matter? Let me tell you, I am afraid that when you face the disaster of extermination in the future, your blood will be splashed on my Wang family!"
Mrs. Wang slammed the table and the tea splashed all over the floor.