Chapter 323

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Accompanied by the joyous sounds of gongs, drums, and melodious suona, the marriage proposal procession arrived at the An Wangfu gate in a lively bustle. Fortunately, the people of An Wangfu did not have the habit of sleeping in; as soon as they heard the clamor from outside, the servants hurried to report to An Wangfei.

Upon hearing this news, An Wangfei felt a surge of joy and immediately instructed: "Go notify Shuang'er at once, tell her to hurry up and dress up properly!" Chunxi received the order and, not daring the slightest delay, immediately rushed toward Yan Shuang'er's courtyard with hurried steps.

At this moment, Yan Shuang'er was sitting leisurely in the courtyard, engrossed in reading a book. In the summer weather, although the daytime sun was scorching, the morning had not yet reached the point of unbearable heat; instead, a thread of cool breeze brushed against her face.

Just as she was immersed in the world of the book, she suddenly heard a burst of urgent footsteps. She looked up and saw Chunxi run in, panting heavily.

"Third Miss, stop reading!" Chunxi shouted anxiously, "Young Master Qi has come to propose marriage, hurry up and get dressed up properly!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shuang'er was struck as if by lightning, momentarily at a loss. She stared blankly at Chunxi, as if she had not yet fully reacted.

However, Chunxi gave her no time to hesitate; she grabbed her hand and forcibly dragged her into the room.

On the other side, Mantou also knew this matter was no small affair and immediately dashed to the Lianwu Chang like an arrow leaving the bow, to call for Qianqian.

At this moment, sunlight fell upon the Lianwu Chang, casting Qianqian's figure exceptionally tall and slender. She wore a set of pale blue martial attire, her figure agile as she wielded the long sword in her hand; every movement was as natural and smooth as flowing clouds and water.

Since she had just begun practicing, her forehead had only a thin layer of sweat beads, crystal clear, like morning dew.

Just as Qianqian was practicing with full concentration, a burst of urgent footsteps approached from far to near. She fixed her gaze and saw Mantou running toward her like a gust of wind, panting heavily, as if something terrifying were chasing her from behind.

Seeing this, Qianqian hurried forward and asked with concern: "Mantou, what's wrong? Don't panic, speak slowly."

Mantou took a deep breath, struggling to steady her breathing, then stammered: "Young... Young Master Qi has come to propose marriage, Third Miss is inside dressing up right now!"

The moment Qianqian heard this, her eyes instantly brightened, like stars twinkling in the night sky. She said excitedly: "Come, let's go see San Jie!" Before her words fell, her hand shot out like lightning, swiftly wrapping around Mantou's waist.

Before Mantou could react, Qianqian employed her lightness skill; her figure was like a swallow, soaring lightly through the air.

In the blink of an eye, they were like two agile birds, crossing over the garden's flower clusters, skimming past the upturned eaves, arriving at Yan Shuang'er's courtyard with the speed of wind and lightning.

Mantou had originally been panicked, after all she had never experienced the sensation of flying in the sky. However, before she could even feel fear, they had already landed steadily on the ground. Qianqian gently set Mantou down, then, like a joyful little fawn, impatiently ran into the room.

At this time, Yan Shuang'er was sitting properly before the dressing table, Xiao Jin standing by her side, carefully selecting jewelry for her. Chunxi was rummaging through the wardrobe for clothes, seemingly picking out the most suitable, most beautiful outfit for Yan Shuang'er.

The moment Chunxi saw Qianqian return, she eagerly went forward to meet her, saying with a beaming smile: "Fifth Miss, quickly look at these two skirts, which one looks better?"

Following Chunxi's words, Qianqian's gaze was naturally drawn over. She saw Mantou holding a goose-yellow skirt in her left hand; the skirt's color was like rapeseed flowers blooming in spring, bright and vivid.

The upper part of the skirt was also adorned with white ribbons, fluttering lightly, like willow catkins in a breeze. The skirt's material was incomparably soft, as if one could feel its delicate texture; wearing it would not only reveal Yan Shuang'er's slender waist, but make her whole person look bright and lively.

Qianqian's gaze shifted slightly and fell upon Mantou's other hand. That was a blue skirt, its color deeper than the sky, dotted with some dark floral patterns, faintly visible, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

This skirt gave a feeling of dignity and tranquility; wearing it, one would seem to become elegant.

Qianqian examined them for a while, then smiled and said: "Let's pick the yellow one; today is a joyous occasion, wearing a bright color would be more suitable."

Chunxi swiftly brought over the yellow skirt and handed it to Qianqian.

Qianqian took the skirt, then turned and walked before Yan Shuang'er, gently taking her hand and saying: "Third Elder Sister, come, quickly get up, put on this skirt." As she spoke, she reached out to undress Yan Shuang'er.

A blush rose on Yan Shuang'er's face, and she said somewhat bashfully: "Qianqian, I can do it myself."

Seeing this, Qianqian did not insist, smiling: "Alright then, Third Elder Sister, you change first, I'll go pick some jewelry to match."

Finished speaking, Qianqian lightly turned around, her gaze landing on Xiao Jin. She saw Xiao Jin busily taking out some relatively precious jewelry from the cabinet; these jewelry pieces shone with captivating luster under the lamplight.

Among them were also the jewelry Yan Shuang'er particularly cherished on ordinary days; they were carefully arranged on the table, forming a brilliant scenic line.

Qianqian slowly approached the table, curiously examining these small boxes.

She gently opened one of the boxes; inside lay a golden buyao, its top inlaid with a round white pearl, below which hung a string of exquisite tassels, swaying slightly with Qianqian's movements, as if narrating its beauty.

Qianqian picked up this buyao, carefully examining it, and could not help but praise its superb craftsmanship in her heart.

Next, she opened another box; inside was an irregular necklace composed of various colored jade stones. These jade stones had a warm texture and vivid colors, interwoven with each other, forming a unique aesthetic.

Qianqian was also very satisfied with this necklace; she set it aside and continued selecting. Finally, her gaze fell upon a pair of earrings.

This pair of earrings had a simple yet elegant design; a round pearl hung beneath a golden hoop, complementing the buyao on the head, appearing exceptionally harmonious.

The corners of Qianqian's mouth curved up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. She placed these three pieces of jewelry together, as if she had already seen the beautiful sight of Yan Shuang'er wearing them.