Su Jingyi has a hint of doubt in her phoenix eyes, and her red lips are unparalleled.
Hang Zongzhi came back to his senses, looked away, walked up to Su Jingyi, and stopped when he was only two steps away from her.
"Well...since the groom can't come today, are you willing to marry me?"
Su Jingyi: "???" This Imperial Master... is sick?
Wow! She heard such exciting words as soon as she came. Is it really exciting?
Su Jiu's body was pressed against the wooden door, her body was held by Lily, her ears were perked up, and her almond-shaped eyes were spinning, shining with excitement.
With great difficulty, she persuaded her father to come and join in the fun. Seeing that everything in the front yard seemed to be settled, she ran here to find Su Jingyi. Unexpectedly, she saw Lily closing the door as soon as she arrived. It was so good!
When a man and a woman are alone in the same room, something is bound to happen.
As soon as Su Jiu got closer, she heard Hang Zongzhi's words and almost couldn't help but slip in through the crack in the door.
"Ninth Princess, what are the young master and our second princess talking about?"
Seeing Su Jiu's excited look, Lily couldn't help but ask curiously. She could hear the movement in the room, but she couldn't hear clearly what was said.
Su Jiu's little face was almost squished, but she didn't know she heard it, and her little mouth opened into an O shape.
Su Jingyi said: "Are you sick?"
Hang Zongzhi: "..."
"Maybe this request is a bit abrupt, but I think I can explain it..." Hang Zongzhi sat on a round stool nearby and poured himself a glass of wine. After thinking about it, he filled up the wine glass next to him and did it.
A gesture of invitation, "If the second princess doesn't mind."
Hang Zongzhi's behavior is not like a proposal at all, but more like treating a partner who may cooperate for a long time.
Su Jingyi raised her eyes slightly, but she was thinking about the possibility of this incident in her heart. After this incident is over, no matter what the purpose is, in the eyes of everyone, as long as Ning Shuiyuan is mentioned, they will naturally think of Su Jingyi.
Whether it's sympathy or being accused of treason, Su Jingyi will definitely be tied to Ning Shuiyuan for the rest of her life. Being tied to a criminal minister is not a good thing. This is what Su Yunqing feels is most inappropriate.
If she finds someone she loves in the future, that person will probably be criticized because of this incident. Even if that person's love for her remains unchanged, if she is talked about every day, that love will gradually wear away.
But it would be completely different if, after this incident, the young master respected by everyone in Beiyan Kingdom and other countries asked to marry her.
Although it is a sad thing to rely on men to improve oneself, this is how the times are.
In the blink of an eye, Su Jingyi thought a lot, smoothed the wrinkles on her skirt, stood up and sat next to Hang Zongzhi in a dignified manner, picked up the wine glass and drank it.
"But I heard the details."
Hang Zongzhi looked at Su Jingyi's movements and raised his eyebrows lightly. He actually didn't have much contact with this second princess. He had only seen her at palace banquets in these years. His evaluation of Su Jingyi was only:
Very princess.
Su Jingyi has all the manners and demeanor that a princess should have, but other than that, she has no special features. She is the same as an ordinary girl in a boudoir.
Until this time, Su Jingyi sought cooperation from him. Her thoughtfulness and iron-fisted methods impressed him. Thinking of the prediction that her master had calculated for her, Hang Zongzhi, who had never thought about getting married, felt that if it were her, she would