Chapter 43: What kind of thing is your son that he wants to get engaged to my daughter?

Unable to find the person, Yan Ning returned home.

It was just a Jade Pendant; looking at that child's family, they didn't seem to be lacking such a piece.

Yan Ning simply accepted it.

She thought this little episode would just pass, but who would have known that the next morning, as soon as she went downstairs, she was intercepted by someone.

The person who came was dressed in a servant's clothes, and his tone was not very good: "Come with me for a moment; my mistress wants to see you."

Saying this, Songmo turned his head and walked outside the shop.

"Being invited to see my mistress is your good fortune; in a moment when you see me..."

Songmo looked back and saw that Yan Ning was no longer by his side.

It turned out he had been talking to thin air for a long time; it was so embarrassing.

Songmo returned to the inn and saw crab-meat buns and tofu pudding set before Yan Ning, who was eating them in a leisurely manner.

Songmo's temper flared, "You, you little girl, didn't you hear me speaking? My mistress is from the Bai Family of Haicheng; if you don't go today..."

Zhuo Heng and the others were also eating breakfast; seeing someone treat Yan Ning with a bad attitude, ten guards drew their blades in unison, scaring Songmo instantly.

Songmo's voice trembled as he spoke: "You, you all... my master is the Prefect!"

Even when beating a dog, one must look at its master; Songmo hurriedly announced his family background, terrified that they might kill him.

Yan Ning glanced at him and said to Zhuo Heng, "Throw him out."

Songmo's collar was grabbed, and he was thrown face-first into the dirt. He wanted to go back in, but two guards with blades stood by the door and simply would not let him enter.

Yan Ze and Ji Lan also came down, saw the two guards standing at the door and the cautious, scrutinizing gazes of the people around, and asked, "What is going on here?"

Yan Ning then said, "That person outside, he was acting so arrogant and told me to go see his mistress, as if he has some serious illness."

Yan Ze was a bit displeased: "Is my daughter someone just anyone can see if they want to?"

Yan Ning ate several buns, and once she was nearly full, she took a sip of soy milk; the breakfast at this inn was truly delicious.

She wanted to poach the cook.

Songmo outside was also anxious, "My mistress wanting to see you is a stroke of luck that others couldn't beg for, yet you actually don't want to go!"

Yan Ning frowned: "So noisy."

Then Songmo was grabbed again; Zhuo Heng carried him a few steps and threw him face-first into the dirt once more.

Yan Ze found it strange: "Who is it? We don't have any acquaintances in Haicheng."

Yan Ning spread her hands: "I don't know either; I encountered them as soon as I came down this morning, it seems to be from the Prefect's house..."

Yan Ze was dissatisfied, "Regardless of whose house it is, if they want to see Ningning, let her come over herself."

Songmo heard this and was quite displeased; he went back and told the Prefect's wife the whole story.

Yan Ze had not even finished his breakfast when the Prefect's wife arrived.

Lady Lu was wearing fine robes and brought along several maids and servants, clearly showing some disdain for this inn.

She started by asking: "Are you the little girl who bumped into my son yesterday?"

Yan Ning wiped her mouth in a leisurely manner, "It was your son who bumped into me."

Yan Ze slapped the table, his tone carrying a chill: "Your son bumped into my daughter, and today you dare to come here to demand an explanation?"

Lady Lu frowned: "Vulgar."

The few guards did not care whose house they were from; in any case, no matter how noble their status, it was not higher than their First Prince and little Princess.

Lady Lu had thought Songmo was exaggerating, but she had not expected these people to be truly arrogant.

Yan Ning asked: "What are you looking for me for?"

Lady Lu frowned, "What kind of love potion did you feed my son to make him give you the Jade Pendant? Looking at you, girl, you don't seem to be lacking money, so why would you even..."

Yan Ning stood up with a "swish," and Lady Lu stepped back two paces.

Yan Ning's temper flared, "Do the people in your manor think too highly of themselves? It was just a Jade Pendant, and you say I fed your son a love potion? That was the compensation your son gave me after bumping into me."

Lady Lu's eyelid twitched as she looked at the nanny beside her.

That nanny dodged her gaze, feeling somewhat guilty.

It was the first time Lady Lu had been scolded so harshly, and she felt very displeased. She frowned: "Fine, then I misjudged you, but this Jade Pendant is an heirloom of my Lu Family. That is to say, since my son gave the Jade Pendant to you, why don't you and my son get engaged first?"

Yan Ze slapped the table again, his voice several degrees louder than before: "What?! What kind of thing is your son that he wants to get engaged to my daughter?"

Lady Lu was enraged, "You, you..."

Yan Ze was quite angry: "You what you, hurry up and get lost with your Jade Pendant!"

Yan Ning handed the Jade Pendant over, as if she were throwing away some hot potato.

Seeing these people treat her son with such disdain, Lady Lu was absolutely furious. She had originally felt that an ordinary girl could not enter their Lu Family's door, but she had not expected that someone would dare to treat their Lu Family with such disdain.

Lady Lu immediately said to her attendants: "Take them down!"

Before Yan Ning and the others could speak, Zhuo Heng and the other guards with blades immediately drew them, "Who dares to approach my master and the young lady?"

Lady Lu's voice was very cold, "I am the Prefect's wife; who dares to harm me?"

The next second, Zhuo Heng's blade was already pressed against her neck.

Yan Ze cursed: "Bad luck."

Lady Lu nearly lost her composure.

At this moment, someone had already reported it to the authorities, and a group of bailiffs hurried over, and even the Prefect, Lu Wanshun, came as well.

He wanted to see who dared to point a blade at his wife.

As soon as Lu Wanshun entered, he frowned: "Who are you, quickly let go of..."

As he spoke, he saw the First Prince inside.

Lu Wanshun's legs went soft, and he nearly knelt down.

Lu Wanshun hurriedly said: "Your Highness, is there some misunderstanding? My wife's mouth is a bit poisonous, but she is not a bad person; may I beg you to show mercy..."

Zhuo Heng turned his head to look at Yan Ze, and seeing him nod, he withdrew his blade.

Lady Lu also heard that "His Highness" and began to feel flustered.

Nowadays, both the Crown Prince and the Third Prince in the imperial court have been deposed, and it is rumored that the Emperor once said while drunk that naming the First Prince as the heir would be in accordance with the mandate of heaven.

Although they do not know why His Majesty has been slow to summon the First Prince back to the Capital, they have all reached a consensus: even though the First Prince is currently in exile, they must not provoke him.

Lu Wanshun kept helping his wife apologize.

Seeing that there was nothing major, Yan Ze waved his hand and let them leave first.

Those watching the commotion on the side did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Several people were somewhat incredulous that a prince who lived in luxury in the Capital would actually come to their Haicheng.

Yan Ning sighed: "This godforsaken place." A higher rank crushes people; if they were not of royal blood, the ones ending up in a miserable state today would be them.

Yan Ze rubbed her head, "Forget it, don't think about these annoying matters; we've been out for a few days, and I don't know how much of the house has been built."

Yan Ze asked her again: "You've discussed it with those people, right? We will set off to return tomorrow."

Yan Ning nodded: "Everything is settled; if there are no accidents, we will be able to go back together tomorrow."