"Oh? Does your aunt's house have any cousins?" Since Ping An promised to help Luo Zhijin check, he would definitely ask carefully.
Especially in the relationship between men and women.
"My aunt's family does have a cousin." Fu Qingyang admitted frankly.
"How old are you, can you get married?"
"My cousin is sixteen years old and married. My aunt wrote a letter a few days ago, saying that she got married years ago."
"Then you and your cousin grew up together, didn't you two have an affair?"
When Pingan asked this question, Meng Huo coughed directly, and Luo Zhijin also pulled her clothes to signal her not to ask too much.
Ping An just ignored him and stared straight at the man in front of him. If he felt a little guilty, he couldn't escape her eyes.
However, Fu Qingyang's eyes were frank, without any guilt.
"Absolutely nothing, I only regard her as my younger sister."
When Luo Zhijin heard this, she glanced at him, not to mention how happy she was.
Safety,"… "
Well, it seems like she's meddling.
"Mr. Fu, please sit down. Brocade is my sister. I am also worried that something bad will happen to her after marriage. You should be able to understand me as a younger sister, right?"
Fu Qingyang took another salute before sitting down, and said, "Of course, Miss Luo is lucky to have a sister who cares about her like the Eighth Prince Concubine."
"What you want to tell is the truth, so let's settle the marriage between the two of you before the end of the year!" Pingan thinks this man is good, no matter in appearance or personality.
"By the way, do you have a housemate?" Ping An suddenly remembered that there were still such things in ancient times.
In a word, Meng Huo sprayed directly, and Luo Zhijin's face turned red, staring at Ping An all the time.
"What's wrong? Don't you ancient men like this?"
"An'er, don't talk nonsense, I don't have one." The eighth prince immediately dismissed it.
"I know you haven't, where is Mr. Fu?" Ping An fixed his eyes on him.
I saw Fu Qingyang's eyes open, "There is only one book boy in my family, and there is no one else around, and there is no girl to serve me... My family is poor, and it is not as rich as the Luo family. I am afraid that Ms. Luo will suffer after following me. If Ms. Luo... "
"I'm not afraid!" Luo Zhijin hastily stated, speaking too quickly, her face turned even redder.
"With your current position, can't you afford a daughter-in-law?" Ping An looked at him with a frown.
"I can afford it, but I'm afraid that Miss Luo will be wronged." Fu Qingyang lowered his head slightly.
"Master Fu, don't worry, as long as we live a good life in the future."
Ping'an was a little convinced by Luo Zhijin, so he jumped right in.
The four of them chatted for a while, and they understood what they should understand. The banquet was about to start, and the four of them dispersed.
Luo Zhijin was sitting with Luo Sheng, Ping An and Meng Huo were facing them, and Fu Qingyang was sitting behind the servant of the Ministry of Industry, with no expression on his face.
"What doubts do you still have?" Meng Huo looked at the little daughter-in-law beside her.
"It sounds okay now, I'm worried about his cousin." Ping Anxin said that he is not interested, who can guarantee that his cousin is not interested in him.
If that cousin is interested in him, it will be disgusting if something happens.
But these are all things that have no meaning, so it's useless to talk about it, anyway, now Luo Zhijin has fallen headfirst into it, and judging by her appearance, she loves this man so much!
In this case, she won't say much for now, and when Luo Zhijin calms down, she will find a chance to talk to her.