Marquis Anyi recounted what Song Chengxuan had just said.
Xu Qinghuan thought quietly. Song Chengxuan didn't want her past to restrict her too much, so he made his attitude clear before proposing. As for the subsequent slap on the table, it was a deterrent and also showed his determination.
If my father lies today, it means that he has deliberately plotted to kill King Wei. Naturally, he cannot let go of such a deep hatred.
If he has second thoughts in the future, he will put the entire Quanzhou in danger. How will Song Chengxuan explain to the soldiers who follow him? The decision he makes today will become the bane of the future.
After all, what my father just said was just one-sided words. The late emperor and Prince Wei are no longer alive. No one can confirm whether my father was used by the late emperor or whether he really framed Prince Wei for his future.
In the previous life, the Marquis of Song was decisive in killing. Some people said that he was a person who never showed compassion, and it was also because of this that he was feared. Now think about a person who bears a blood feud and has gone through so many ups and downs in order to survive. Naturally, his heart
As hard as iron, he is now making concessions for this marriage.
As for what he asked his father: Could the Marquis deliberately frame the King of Wei knowingly?
In other words, even if his father became the knife used by the late emperor to stab King Wei without knowing it, he would no longer pursue it.
Because if she marries Song Chengxuan in time, the past of Anyi Marquis Mansion and Wei Prince Mansion will definitely become a pain for her, which may put her in a difficult situation in Quanzhou. Even if Song Chengxuan cannot completely make this grudge invisible, his determination
It will play a great role in the close confidants around you, such as Xue Chen.
She was just willing to keep the promise, but he took great pains.
"Father," Xu Qinghuan said, "just before you left for the expedition, my daughter said that there was something she had been hiding from you."
An Yihou said: "You said you would talk about it after I come back."
"Yes," Xu Qinghuan said, "I have known Lord Song's identity for a long time. That day I asked my father about the marriage contract with Prince Wei, and I had already made up my mind. If Lord Song is willing, the marriage contract will be there."
An Yihou looked at his daughter in surprise. The daughter looked very calm: "You are doing it for the Anyi Hou Mansion..."
"My daughter will not joke about her life-long events, let alone repay her guilt," Xu Qinghuan said, "People should have faith, this is one of them. Lord Song does not care about past grudges, and his heart is unmatched by anyone, let alone Fengxiang and Fengxiang.
After getting to know him, he has experienced so many cases, which already shows his character.
What kind of person should I marry? At least for my daughter, the first thing I need to do is to trust me. Trust is not easy to say. Mr. Song can not only make me trust him, but also make me rely on him in the future. And because I admire his
As a human being, I am willing to think about him wholeheartedly and plan for him, which is enough for me."
When Xu Qinghuan said this, he looked at An Yihou more deeply: "I wonder if father has thought clearly about what to do in the future.
The daughter asked her father, what should he do if he knew that Mr. Song was a descendant of Queen Wei? The father said that he would do his best to help and make up for past mistakes. Making up for mistakes was too broad, and his father must be very clear. As Song Chengxuan,
What he will do in the future, what consequences may occur in the future, and whether my father and the Xu family can bear the consequences."
An Yihou said hoarsely: "I have thought about it, people cannot make mistakes again and again."
"Okay," Xu Qinghuan said, "Then you don't have to worry anymore. If the Song family really comes to propose marriage, just agree!"
Anyihou looked at Xu Qinghuan: "Huan'er, are you really willing?"
"My daughter has thought about it," Xu Qinghuan said, "My daughter also knows what she should do."
An Yihou lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then finally nodded.
"My father is still seriously injured, so don't think too much about it," Xu Qinghuan said. "In my opinion, this is a good thing. What you have been thinking about for many years has finally been achieved. What's more, Mr. Song's actions today also show his sincerity. Father should feel at ease."
An Yihou closed his eyes. After a while, he seemed to have calmed down and his breathing became even. Xu Qinghuan stood up and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, I heard Marquis Anyi say warmly from behind him: "Huan'er, is he really happy with you?"
Xu Qinghuan stopped and nodded.
right.
At least for now, otherwise Song Chengxuan wouldn't have made such elaborate arrangements.
However... even if there is no doubt about the love between a young couple, it will be diluted by everything in the future, not to mention that Song Chengxuan, like Li Xu, is a person who wants to chase the world.
She has experienced it once and knows how to handle it.
An Yihou seemed to be more relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief: "He said that he would propose marriage after returning from victory. He must not have decided the wedding date too late. Neither your mother nor I have been prepared for this." It was really very good.
Reluctant to part with it.
After saying this, Marquis An Yi said: "Call your brother in."
Xu Qinghuan walked out of the military tent and found that Xu Qingan was like a wilted seedling, standing there with his head lowered. Hearing Xu Qinghuan's footsteps, Xu Qingan raised his eyes and looked aggrieved. Apparently, Xu Qinghuan and An Yihou had just met.
He had overheard some of the conversation.
"Sister..." Xu Qing'an shouted, not knowing what to say.
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "Father asked brother to come in."
Xu Qingan hesitated to speak, then walked into the guardhouse with his head hanging down.
"Father...Father...what should I do..."
The voice of the Prince of the Marquis of Anyi resounded in the military camp, and the doctor at the guard station was so startled that he hurried over: "Master Marquis...what's wrong with the Marquis?"
"It's okay," Xu Qinghuan said, "Father is in much better spirits."
That's a good thing, the doctor smacked his lips. Could it be that Prince An Yi's way of expressing himself was exactly the opposite of that of others? Perhaps when he heard Prince Prince Anyi's laughter... he should be alarmed.
…
Song Chengxuan always slept very lightly, but perhaps because he was too tired, he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.
He dreamed of Prince Wei's palace, with swords and swords shining and blood dripping from his eyes.
But soon, all this was blown away by a light wind, and the faint fragrance of flowers could be vaguely smelled at the tip of his nose, and he lay under the tree with his hands on his pillow, looking at the blue sky above his head through the gaps between the leaves.
The blue sky seems to take away all the worries.
It took Song Chengxuan a long time to open his eyes. Almost immediately, he noticed someone was beside the bed. He reached out and held the sharp object beside the pillow, frowning and looking over.
Under the shadow of the lamp, the girl was leaning against the bed, holding a fan, and had fallen into a deep sleep. Her eyebrows were relaxed, her hair was slightly fluffy, and she rested her arm on her head, revealing a section of her snow-white neck.
She once said that she would come to see him again, but he only took it as a polite word, but he didn't expect... Just thinking about this, Xu Qinghuan didn't know what he was dreaming about. He opened his lips and murmured, then raised his face slightly, that plump
, the red lips were also revealed in front of him.