As soon as these words came out, except for Han Qihuai and his son, the rest seemed to be struck by lightning, and at the same time said, "No."

In particular, Mrs. Xue was even more angry: "Han Qihuai, what are you talking about?"

"Why is this a mess? Our grandson has outstanding talents, and our granddaughter is beautiful and cute. Wouldn't it be just right to make two pairs?"

"Do it, you can't say anything good if you open your mouth! What are we? My grandson is my grandson, and my granddaughter is my granddaughter, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"Will it matter if they get married?"

Mrs. Xue snorted: "I don't agree anyway! They can only be willing to have a marriage between Tian'er and Yue'er, and no one can make their decision!"

Han Qihuai was angry when he saw her and was a little confused.

"Do you think I, Ming'er and Ruoying, are not worthy of your grandchildren?"

"It has nothing to do with whether you are worthy or not. You are so authoritarian at such an old age. How can you be someone else's grandfather?"

Han Qihuai frowned and sat next to her, and became sulky!

When Han Qianfeng saw the atmosphere froze, he hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Auntie, my father also thinks that Tian'er and Yue'er are good, so he has this idea. Don't be angry."

Han Qihuai raised his eyebrows, and Yu Guang secretly glanced at Mrs. Xue, but when she saw her, she was furious and could only give in.

"Wanruo, are you afraid that my Ming'er will bully your granddaughter? Or are you afraid that my Ruoying will not meet your granddaughter's standards?"

Mrs. Xue felt that she had nothing to say to him and stood up: "Come in with me!"

"oh."

When he arrived at the inner hall, Mrs. Xue only said one sentence: "Ming'er has been looking for for many years, Yue'er, and he is Ling Lie's biological son."

Han Qihuai was stunned. The one he accidentally saved was the son of Prime Minister Dazhou?

"Wanruo, are you lying to me? How could this be a coincidence?"

Mrs. Xue said to his forehead: "What am I lying to do? Ming'er was secretly sold to Hongcheng by Ling Lie's concubine when she was young, which was where you picked him up. Yue'er only had a clue a while ago and went to Hongcheng in person, and then she met Ming'er who was looking for her sister. But Ming'er is now the prince of your Nanwang Mansion. I am afraid that it will cause trouble, so I told them not to make it public for now."

Han Qihuai said "Oh" and patted his hands and paced back and forth: "This is such a coincidence, right? What should I do? To be honest, I don't want to return my grandson to Ling Lie. I really like this child!"

It would be fine if it was a civilian child, but it was the son of a prime minister!

If you move the whole body, you have different positions, be careful!

Mrs. Xue said, "Then let's pretend that I don't know. I see Ming'er's pure temperament, and he will not leave. Don't tell Qianfeng first, he has high hopes for Ming'er. If he knows, there may be some storm."

"I know I know."

After thinking about it, he said, "I guess Ming'er will stay in Dazheng, but if he wants to go back, I will."

"How are you?"

"I will be sad Wanruo! You said you rejected me without hesitation. I finally got a strong grandson. When he left again, what hope do I have?"

Mrs. Xue really couldn't stand the old man's sorrow.

Take a deep breath: "Han Qihuai, you're enough! I admit that I was indeed beautiful and both civil and military back then. I also admit that you have never forgotten me for many years because you have a good vision. However, I have great grandchildren from my sister, and you have confessed your love for decades. Are you upset?"

"Not annoying! But Wanruo, can you tell me what Xue Dingan is better than me? Why don't you look down on me?"

Mrs. Xue looked at him like a fool: "Han Qihuai, are you amnesia? When we met, I was already married, I was already married! What do I like about you? Will you choose when you like you? OK, don't talk to me at such age, and then get out of this nonsense!"

The old man sighed heavily: "Our love has no result, not even my grandchildren!"

Mrs. Xue became popular: "Who has love with you? You really need a lesson!"

After cleaning up, the old lady smiled: "Why just do you want my granddaughter to marry my grandson and let your granddaughter marry your grandson?"

Han Qi was nostalgic and muttering, isn’t this the same as what he just said?

I read it a few more times and I reminiscent of it.

"So you have this intention long ago. I said why did you suddenly recognize a granddaughter? You are so happy, I can't. I can't let Ming'er's life experience be made public. He wants to inherit the throne of our Nanwang Mansion. What's more, that little girl Ruoying is not worthy of my Ming'er at all!"

Xue Zhi and Han Qianfeng were drinking tea cup by cup, looking at the direction of the inner hall together, both worried.

Xue Zhi was worried that his mother would beat Han Qihuai.

Han Qianfeng was worried that her father would be beaten by Mrs. Xue.

They had absolutely reason to worry, because they did hear an unknown sound just now.

Finally, as the two of them were eagerly looking for it, his mother and his father came out.

They all smiled.

Han Qianfeng carefully observed his father.

It seems that my hair is a little messy.

It seems that his legs are a little lame.

"Father, you. Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I've had a discussion with Wanruo for a moment."

Upon hearing the discussion, Xue Zhi became nervous: "Mom, what about you? Is there anything wrong?"

Mrs. Xue raised her eyebrows. Although she was no longer the same as before, she wanted someone to fight back!

Han Qihuai cleared his throat and said seriously: "Qianfeng, I think Wanruo is right. As long as they like children, don't interfere with them! As long as they like to be misconduct and people who fall in love with the streets and alleys, they will marry whoever they like, and they will marry whoever they like, and they will be happy!"

"Yes, Father!"

Han Ruoying was excited when she heard this and held her hands tightly: "Grandpa, can I marry the servant?"

"What's the little one? The servant?"

"Um!"

Han Qihuai raised his eyebrows, and he never thought about it.

"Or why don't you take it home for grandpa to see it? If you have a good character and are willing to marry you, it won't be possible."

Han Ruoying felt guilty and said weakly: "He has a good character, but he doesn't want to marry me."

Han Qihuai didn't want to speak anymore and glared at his son.

Han Qianfeng felt embarrassed and shouted to his daughter: "I won't retreat yet!"

Han Ruoying was shocked and stood aside honestly.

Han Qihuai walked to Han Ming, touched his head, and said kindly: "Ming'er, grandpa has something to entrust Wanruo. You can stay in the Great Zhou for two months and go back after the work is finished."

Han Ming understood what he meant and felt warm in his heart: "Yes, grandpa."

Han Qianfeng asked suspiciously: "Father, will it take too long for two months? There are still many things waiting for Ming'er in the palace. Why not a month?"

"I said two months are just two months!"

"Yes, Father!" Han Qianfeng wiped his sweat. Why did he take the blame to him?

Han Qihuai looked at Ling Yue with a smile. No wonder he liked this little girl, she looked a bit like his grandson.

"Yue'er, are you free tomorrow? Let's accompany me to visit the capital? Ming'er will be with you."

Ling Yue was flattered and agreed obediently: "Okay uncle."

"Call 'Grandpa' like Ming'."

Seeing Han Ming smile at her, he shouted again "Grandpa".

The second young master Xue’s eyes became more and more resentful. He and his elder brother were about to call him “uncle”, but they just asked Yue’er to call him “grandfather”. They were not right!
Chapter completed!