Sang Yan glanced at her and didn't answer. He just said, "His Highness is looking for you today?"
Song Shiyan nodded: "Yes, she gave me a dowry and asked me to live a good life with you and not to bully you."
Sang Yan glanced at her again, thought for a moment, then opened the cabinet, took out a box, handed it to her and said, "Here."
Song Shiyan asked: "What is this?"
Sang Yan replied: "This is the wealth I have accumulated over the years."
"Our marriage did not follow the normal etiquette of three matchmakers and six betrothals. I have never given you a betrothal gift."
"I'm too lazy to tie the red silk on the box. Just keep it."
Song Shiyan was very surprised: "Bride price? You give me all your belongings?"
Sang Yan glanced at her and said, "We are getting married anyway, so it won't matter if I give it to you sooner or later."
Song Shiyan was very surprised because she had seen before that Sang Yan didn't really want to marry her.
And her attitude towards this marriage was actually a bit perfunctory if you look at it carefully.
It was Sang Yan's attitude towards marriage that made her think she could give it a try, but if it didn't work, they could divorce at any time.
But she really didn't expect that today, Tang Miaoxin would give her the dowry first, and Sang Yan would give her the betrothal gift later.
She knows that most people in this life pursue fame and fortune.
She has seen too many people fight to death for some money, and even husbands and wives have turned against each other, and brothers have killed each other.
She herself knew that he was not actually very kind to Sang Yan and had no feelings for her.
Sang Yan was not stupid either. He had seen her thoughts a long time ago, but he still gave all his belongings to her.
She asked him: "Aren't you afraid that I will run away with these things of yours?"
Sang Yan glanced at her and said, "If you want to run away, then run away!"
"Anyway, for me, I do the best I can."
"If you still don't want to be with me and live a good life with me, then you can only say that I deserve it."
Song Shiyan smiled and said, "How come you deserve it?"
Sang Yan replied: "Because I was the one who provoked you. If I hadn't talked nonsense at the beginning, I wouldn't have made you so angry that you would retaliate against me with this kind of thing."
"Although I think your revenge on me is really irrational and not a smart move."
"But since I want to marry you, then I have to do what I should do."
"I'll give you the betrothal gift. You can leave anytime you want. This is just my retribution."
Song Shiyan really didn't expect to hear such words from Sang Yan's mouth.
She asked him: "How do you view this marriage in your heart?"
Sang Yan replied: "If you like me and marry me happily, it will be great news to me."
"You don't like me, but since you are married to me, I will treat you well."
"His Highness said that if you want to win someone's heart, the best way is to hand over your own heart first."
"I thought about it. Although I don't like you that much now and I can't give my heart to you, I can be nice to you."
"Try to give you my heart. If I can get a response from you or warm your heart, that's a beautiful thing."
"If in the end, you still don't like it and have teased me enough, just make peace with me and I will accept it."
Song Shiyan breathed out softly and glanced at him.
To be fair, Sang Yan's appearance is rough, not particularly handsome, but not ugly either.
Such a man has a delicate heart.
She said softly: "You can follow the princess as your master, it is really a smoke coming out of your ancestral grave."
Sang Yan smiled and said, "I think so too."
Song Shiyan laughed when he heard this, but he also had thousands of feelings.
These people in Qinzhou could really give her some surprises from time to time, which gave her a lot of expectations in her desolate heart.
The life that she originally thought was very boring seemed to gradually become interesting after coming to Qinzhou.
She felt that her luck was really not bad.
She opened Sang Yan's box and was stunned for a moment.
Because all the boxes contained banknotes, and they were large-value banknotes, starting at least five hundred taels.
The total number of banknotes in this large box amounts to tens of thousands of taels.
She was a little surprised: "Why so many?"
Sang Yan replied: "I have been with His Highness for many years. His Highness has a good way of making money, and I have also benefited from it, so I have saved a lot of money over the years."
Song Shiyan was silent and then asked, "Do you really want to give all of this to me as a betrothal gift?"
Sang Yan nodded: "Yes, if you take all these banknotes, I will go to Your Highness to cry. She will not let me starve to death."
Song Shiyan laughed again, reached out and tapped his forehead and said, "Isn't it embarrassing for a grown man to cry every day?"
Sang Yan also laughed: "Qiao Siqi is the one who cries every day. At most, I only cry when I am wronged and can't hold it in any longer."
"Why doesn't a man shed tears easily? What's wrong with me venting my emotions when I'm sad?"
"His Highness said that holding in your anger is the most harmful to your health, so you have to vent it out."
Song Shiyan curled his lips: "If you open your mouth to speak, Your Highness, and if you shut your mouth, Your Highness, you are really useless!"
Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness is indeed smart. I admire her very much."
"I was just a young general guarding the city gate before. It was only after I followed her that I realized how vast this world is."
Song Shiyan agreed with Sang Yan's words.
Tang Miaoxin is a very peculiar woman. When you are around her, unexpected things always happen.
The way she acts is so special that it makes people laugh, but also admire her unconsciously.
She took out a stack of silver notes from the box and counted out the amount of 10,000 taels: "It doesn't have to be so much. Just give me 10,000 taels as a betrothal gift."
"When we get married, I will bring this ten thousand taels of silver as a dowry, and it will be my private property from now on."
Sang Yan was a little surprised and looked at her with wide eyes.
She said softly: "Although I had some prejudice against you before and I really didn't like you very much, after getting along like this, I think you are really good."
"I really don't like you now either, but it's hard to say in the future."
"If you treat me sincerely, I won't be able to bully you anymore."
She smiled slightly when she said this: "Although I think you and the princess may be tricking me by doing this."
"But I have to admit that I followed this routine and felt pretty good."
Sang Yan explained: "This is not a routine, this is..."
Song Shiyan put her fingers across his lips and said softly: "No need to explain."
Sang Yan was stunned there, looking at her fingers between his lips, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.
The only thing he felt was that her fingers looked good...
