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Chapter 9 Marriage

"How could the young master redeem himself for a prostitute?"

Chang Yu was playing chess with Zhi Su, and his expression became increasingly weird. The white chess pieces on the chess board were heavily surrounded by black chess pieces.

It shouldn't be.

The Lord never plays chess with others on weekdays, and basically plays chess on his own. Today, not only did he ask him to play chess, but he also played better than a novice...it's hard to describe.

"My lord, is there something on your mind?"

Holding the white chess piece in Su's hand, he dropped it directly without any pause. Even if the move in this position would result in the whole game being lost, there was no turning back.

He lowered his eyebrows and asked quietly: "How do I compare with Yun Sheng?"

Chang Yu couldn't believe what he heard. The Lord would actually compare himself with a prostitute?

"My lord, are you kidding me? How can he compare with you?"

"It's okay."

In fact, Zhisu knew that Shi Lin didn't like Yunsheng, but just liked his face, but she said that he would still feel uncomfortable when she approached him as Yunsheng.

"But, having said that, the young master has already reached the age of hair. Is it time to return to the palace? I heard that the emperor had already engaged the young master before he spoke out."

These words awakened Zhi Su. Shi Lin did have a fiancé named Ouyang Lan. His father died on the battlefield, and Ouyang Lan inherited his father's mantle and fought on the battlefield for a long time.

Countless people have made great contributions at a young age.

He is also the great general who protects the country!

In her previous life, Shi Lin broke off the engagement because she and Jun Chu were already together, and when she returned from Xu Kingdom, the general already had a sweetheart.

So Zhisu is not worried about this.

In the past few days, Zhisu didn't take the initiative to look for Shi Lin.

And Shi Lin didn't say anything, he just ate and drank when he should, and occasionally he would go out with Yun Sheng to fool around, doing everything from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling.

Early this morning, when Shi Lin was preparing to go out, he bumped into the young man in red who came to the front hall to pay a visit to the imperial master. He was holding the reins in his hand. He had a good appearance, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, but he did not look effeminate, but instead

Heroic and heroic.

What a handsome young man.

"General Ouyang, we have arrived."

There is no general named Ouyang except Ouyang Lan, the current general who protected the country.

The high-spirited young man got off his horse, smiled politely, and asked, "Where is the Imperial Master?"

"My lord has been waiting for a long time. General, please follow me."

Chang Yu led Ouyang Lan to the front yard. Shi Lin wanted to go out, but after seeing Ouyang Lan, he decided to go there and take a look.

Ouyang Lan, general of Linguo.

It seems that he is still the original fiancé.

"Greetings to the Imperial Master!"

Ouyang Lan cupped his fists and saluted, his admiration beyond words.

"What's the matter?"

Zhi Su made a faint sound, touched the teacup with his green-white jade fingers, and slowly took a drink, all his movements were elegant and dignified.

"The Third Highness and I have been engaged since childhood. Now that the Third Highness has grown hair, His Majesty has asked me to take the Third Highness back to the palace."

Zhisu had an impression of Ouyang Lan. Ouyang Lan was still young now, not as calm as he would be a few years later, but full of youthful vigor.

"Although you two are engaged, your marriage is not to her."

In his previous life, Ouyang Lan would have a sweetheart a few years later, and then break off the engagement at the same time.

"How can it be that the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers are not His Highness's?".

Ouyang Lan was puzzled. They all said that the imperial master was good at divination, but if he believed in destiny and fate, then whatever he wanted to do in his life was destined, so what's the point?
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