Leaving space for Yuan Chu and Murong Yan to whisper, Qin Zhen led Mr. Yuan into the house.
Since Qin Zhen has promised to organize a wedding for Murong Yan, there are some things that cannot be avoided.
Qin Zhen flipped through Yuan Chu and Murong Yan's Geng Tie and asked Mr. Yuan: "Does Mr. Yuan think it is appropriate to set this day?"
Mr. Yuan was waiting for Qin Zhen to ask this question.
He took out a piece of paper from his arms, spread out his hands and handed it to Qin Zhen, saying: "I have calculated it with the people from the Qintian Prison. How many days have they given me? Princess, can you take a look?"
Qin Zhen took the paper and looked at it. There were two dates written on it.
One date is next month, and another is three months later.
Qin Zhen thought for a while and asked Mr. Yuan: "How about next month?"
The old man hesitated and said, "Isn't it too rushed?"
Qin Zhen raised her eyes and glanced at the people who were whispering together outside the door, and said with a low smile: "The two of them have been tossing for so long, and finally the dust has settled. I'm afraid they can't wait any longer. The old man thinks it's too much in a hurry, and I'm afraid
Do they still think it’s too long to wait?”
The old man was still hesitant and remained silent for a while.
Qin Zhen raised her eyebrows: "Why, is there any problem with the Yuan family?"
"No, no," Mr. Yuan said quickly, "The Yuan family has prepared everything, even taking care of things tomorrow."
Qin Zhen: "Then what worries does the old man have?"
The old man was silent for a moment and then said: "Princess, have you forgotten something?"
Qin Zhen: "Huh?"
"Next month, the young master will be one year old," Mr. Yuan looked at Qin Zhen and said with a smile, "With your majesty's love for the young master, I am afraid that you will throw a grand first-year banquet for the young master, right?"
"So I thought, let's postpone it to next month first." Mr. Yuan smiled sincerely, "Three months is not too long. I believe they are also willing."
After hearing what Mr. Yuan said, Qin Zhen remembered that this was indeed the case.
She almost forgot that her Lan Zhen was about to turn one year old.
A year had passed since she gave birth to Lan Zhen in the darkroom. She didn't feel anything at all, as if it was just yesterday.
Qin Zhen laughed: "The old man is serious."
"But it doesn't have to be like this, right?" Qin Zhen still said, "The child is just one year old, it's not a big deal, and it doesn't conflict with Yuan Chu's marriage."
"How come it's not a big deal?" Mr. Yuan laughed, "I heard Yuan Chu say that people in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing have been agitated recently, and everyone is preparing for the young master's first birthday party. Princess, the young master is full
Turning one year old is a big deal, at least in the hearts of Yuanchu and others."
The people who follow Lou Yan know more or less about Lou Yan's situation, how much Lou Yan values the princess, and how much he values the son the princess gave birth to.
Among them, Yuan Chu is even more serious. Because he is the only one, Xiao Lanzhen may be Lou Yan's only child, so he values it even more.
Qin Zhen recalled the scene when Xiao Lanzhen went to the camp last time, and couldn't help but smile.
Qin Zhen thought about it and still didn't want to postpone the wedding for this reason, nor did she want to make a hasty decision.
So, Qin Zhen said to Mr. Yuan: "It's better to listen to their own ideas."
After saying that, Linglong called Yuan Chu and Murong Yan in from outside.
When the two entered the door, they were still holding hands, as if they could not be separated for a moment, which made the old man a little confused.