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Chapter 120: Marriage Proposal

These were peaceful days, very peaceful days, but it was a day that gave General Mu a bad premonition.

When Shen Miaomiao came into the study, she saw Mu Sirong sitting there, thoughtfully thinking about something.

"What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Mu Sirong shook her head slightly, "It's okay."

Shen Miaomiao put down the tea in her hand and asked doubtfully: "What's going on? But something happened in the court? Or is there something troublesome in the military camp?"

"Ah, no, everything is fine in the DPRK and in the military camp. There is no problem either."

It was only when there was no problem that he felt something was wrong. In the past, those in the court, led by the Lu family, or Lu Qing, would all yell at him. As a result, the past few days were extremely harmonious. Not only did there not be tit-for-tat, This could be called amiable, and he didn't even have the chance to say anything he wanted to say.

Shen Miaomiao understood the cause and effect and couldn't help laughing at him.

"You are asking for trouble. Are you not happy that they won't confront you?"

"Hey, don't you think it's strange? Especially that Lu Qing, why do I feel that he seems to be fawning over me too much in the past two days?"

Shen Miaomiao handed him the tea and patted his head gently: "No, I think you are weird."

Mu Sirong pouted, hugged Shen Miaomiao into his arms, and said, "Well, maybe I'm overthinking it. Where's my son?"

Shen Miaomiao: "I am studying with the teacher. You are so busy that you don't even care about your son."

"Hmph, don't you have a wife? We..."

Shen Miaomiao couldn't help laughing when she looked at the man who was leaning over her body, and pushed him slightly.

"No, this is the study room, if someone sees it..."

"Oh, this is my study, lock the door, no one dares to come in."

"Haha, it's so itchy. Don't make trouble. By the way, haven't you always had a headache recently? I got a recipe from a sister and had it cooked. Her family has been practicing medicine for generations and there are some folk recipes. My son is incomparable to anyone in the palace."

Some time ago, Mu Sirong was troubled by something and had a headache. She didn't let the imperial doctor see her. When she felt the pain, she just calmed down silently for a while. Maybe she was used to being in the military camp, so she felt that these things were nothing. Seeing the imperial doctor for treatment would be a fuss, but Shen Miaomiao cannot be ignored by him.

"Oh," Mu Sirong stood up and pushed her down on the desk, "Stop talking about this, let's talk about something interesting..."

Mu Sirong pretended to kiss him, but Shen Miaomiao pushed him. The two looked at each other, and General Mu compromised.

"Okay, okay, drink, definitely drink."

Shen Miaomiao wanted to say something else, but was blocked and couldn't say anything anymore...

"Master! It's not good!"

The door to the study room was pushed open with a bang, and the anxious-looking book boy ran in recklessly.

Mu Sirong: "..."

What the hell...

Shen Miaomiao and the two immediately separated.

"Master, something is not right!"

Shen Miaomiao's face turned red and she whispered, "You didn't lock the door?"

Mu Sirong looked livid: "I..."

"Oh, Master! It's not good! Go out and have a look!"

Mu Sirong looked at him, opened his mouth, and finally cursed under his breath: "Are you a tiger?"

"Ah?" The book boy was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't understand why the young master scolded him, and he didn't notice what the young master and his wife were doing just now, and then he yelled again.

"Oh no! The young master is really not well..."

"I'm really not feeling well right now!" Mu Sirong looked livid and pointed in the direction of the door, "Get out."

"Ah? Oops..."

Mu Sirong gritted his teeth and interrupted: "If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later, get out."

"Ah? Oh..."

The child went out obediently, but he still didn't know why the young master scolded him.

Mu Sirong deeply doubted, was he out of his mind or something else, so he brought such a thing with him?

Soon, Mu Sirong and the two came out neatly dressed. For some reason, the little book boy felt that the young master had glared at him when he first came out.

This kid, Zhang Qiqi, is actually only 17 or 18 years old this year, and his life is a bit bad. He suffered a lot when he was young. When he met Mu Sirong, the general thought he was pitiful and took him back to the mansion.

, euphemistically called being a book boy.

"What happened?"

"Master, outside, the person proposing marriage is here! The person proposing marriage is waiting outside!"

Mu Sirong frowned: "What?"

"Miss! Miss proposed marriage! They are outside! Go quickly, the master is calling you!"

Mu Sirong took a deep breath, stopped leaving him, and walked out with Shen Miaomiao.

When Mu Sirong and Mu Sirong arrived at the mansion, their father Mu Lenghan, mother Li Ran, and even their sister Mu Yingran were also there.

"Master Lu, what are you doing?"

What came into his ears was his father's rather dissatisfied inquiry. Mu Sirong, Chen Miaomiao looked at each other and walked forward.

"Father."

Mu Lenghan hummed.

Mu Sirong: "Master Lu, what are you doing?"

Lu Tingyun cupped his hands and said: "Prime Minister Mu, General Mu, I have come to propose marriage on behalf of my son, and I hope that Prime Minister Mu will make this a beautiful thing between my son and my daughter-in-law."

Mu Lenghan snorted: "Proposing a marriage? These gongs and drums are really here to propose a marriage instead of forcing a marriage?"

Matchmaker: "Oh hahaha, the Prime Minister is joking, we..."

"Hmph!" Mu Lenghan waved his hand and interrupted the long speech prepared by the matchmaker, "I'm afraid we will disappoint Mr. Hou. We have already made a final decision in our minds about our daughter's marriage and the family of her favorite husband. Mr. Hou and others are still

Please come back."

"Father!"

"shut up!"

Mu Yingran: "Father, I like Lu Qing and I am willing to marry him!"

Mu Lenghan was slightly angry: "You have no place to speak here, go back to the room right away!"

Mu Yingran said: "This is my business and I have the right to express my opinion."

Mu Sirong grabbed her and said, "Yingran, go back to the room."

Mu Yingran wanted to break free from his grasp, but how could her energy compare with General Mu, who stayed in the military camp all year round?

Mu Sirong pulled her behind him and looked at Lu Tingyun outside the door coldly.

The matchmaker said: "Oh! No one in this city doesn't know that your concubine and Mr. Lu have secretly promised to be secretly married for life. Why don't the prime minister and the general make this couple happy?"

The people watching the fun: "..."

Well, they really don't know about this.

Mu Sirong sneered and said: "It's full of nonsense! You don't act like you are proposing marriage. This is clearly a forced marriage. Mr. Lu, please come back. My sister and your son have always been just acquaintances. There is no such thing as

The love between a man and a woman is such that it is impossible to marry your son."

"elder brother!"

Mu Sirong scolded in a low voice: "Shut up!"

"close the door."

The matchmaker exclaimed loudly: "How can this be contrary to the rules..."

The door closed and the harsh sound suddenly stopped.

Mu Yingran slapped the table and stood up: "You guys are simply going too far!"

Mu Sirong looked up at her: "Sit down."

"I don't!"

Shen Miaomiao stood up and comforted: "Yingran, please sit down first and let's talk about something. My father and mother are still here, so don't be willful."

Shen Miaomiao pressed her shoulders and asked her to sit down.

Mu Lenghan's face turned livid, and he pointed at Mu Yingran and said, "Let me ask you, did you already know about today's matter?"

"I don't, I really don't know!"

This was not a lie. Mu Yingran was also shocked. After the shock, there was a burst of indescribable emotions, including excitement and touching. Lu Qing said, let her wait. She actually understands, so she has never urged her in these years. Afterwards, just in the past two days, Lu Qing suddenly said that he didn't want to wait any longer. She had suffered too much injustice over the years. Mu Yingran thought that Lu Qing was just feeling guilty, so she comforted him without thinking. Too many, I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect...

Mu Sirong also understood some of Lu Qing's overtures. He had thought of many reasons, but he never thought of Mu Yingran.

"What you did today will bring shame to Bei'an Houfu? Have you ever thought about what the people will say after today?"

Mu Lenghan was almost mad at his daughter: "Then did you see how they behaved and how they acted? Are they here to propose marriage or to force a marriage? Huh? In broad daylight, in front of the people, the matchmaker's few words, today After that, how will the people talk about you, and how will they talk about my Prime Minister's Mansion? How will you behave and marry in the future? They have obviously ruined your reputation. You, you are really blinded by lard, can't you? ?”

Mu Yingran instantly stood up and waved her hand: "I don't care what they say, the fact is, I, Mu Yingran, am still afraid to say it!"

Mu Sirong slammed the table and said in a deep voice: "What's your attitude? Why are you talking to your father?"

Mu Yingran took a deep breath, her eyes were red: "I like Lu Qing, the matchmaker is right, we have been together for a long time, so father, mother, brother and sister-in-law, I will take care of you if you can It’s my business!”

"Snapped!"

Mu Yingran was beaten so hard that she staggered.

Shen Miaomiao was startled, supported Mu Yingran, and scolded: "What are you doing! Just talk, who are you hitting?"

Mu Yingran was even choked up and speechless now. Mu Sirong didn't feel bad either. He looked at her expressionlessly and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what the relationship between our family and Bei'an Hou is? Let me tell you Mu Yingran." Yingran, Li Chengyu and I were assassinated eight times out of ten times in the city, but they were all related to his Bei'an Marquis Mansion. My military power was weakened, I was suppressed in the frontline military camp due to personal grudges, and the command of the army was exiled. He made a mistake. The soldiers suffered numerous casualties, and the Mu family army suffered 30% losses! Qing Shenyuan came to me to steal the secret army token, hoping to kill us and Li Chengyu."

Mu Sirong suddenly laughed, mockingly and miserably.

"It doesn't matter that you don't know about these grudges, but do you really think that Lu Qing really likes you? Who hasn't seen me, Mu Sirong, in so many years outside? What he likes is just your identity as Miss Mu Da. Forget it, Prime Minister Mu’s daughter, General Mu’s sister, if I capture you, you will capture the entire Prime Minister’s Mansion. If you weren’t in this position, he wouldn’t even look at you even if you stick to him!”


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