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Zheng Pei was choked with anger and glared at Zheng Zhuo, but he was annoyed that Yuan Cixian didn't give him face. After all, the other party did call him "Your Highness", and he was the one who was slow to respond.
There was a hint of helplessness in Zheng Zhuo's eyes.
The Lady of Lancang County was quite clever. She had just exchanged glances with him, and it was obvious that she wanted to work with him, but she insisted that he be the bad guy so that she could keep herself out of trouble.
Yuan Cixian nodded without any guilt: "This is an interesting idea. Let's let those who get an odd number get one boat, and those who get an even number get one boat, how about that?"
In this case, doesn't it have to depend on God's will? Zheng Pei was so angry that he almost had a seizure. He was about to refuse, but after she finished speaking, she suddenly tilted her head and smiled at him.
The white teeth and red lips, and the brilliant smile shocked him so much that he was speechless. After a while, he suddenly realized that this was not a smile. The light red lips were clearly making a gesture to him: strange.
It turns out that it’s not that the beauty doesn’t want to agree, but that she is shy, so she comes in a roundabout way!
He felt relieved and said proudly, "Okay, let's use this method!"
Soon a maid brought four dice, and the four people each held one and threw them one by one on a wooden plate.
Zheng Pei rolled an odd number first and looked at the others happily. When he saw Zheng Zhuo roll an even number right after that, he felt refreshed all over.
Yuan Cixian didn't have the ability to throw whatever he wanted, so seeing this, he weighed the dice in his hand, glanced at Zheng Zhuo, with an expression that said "it's up to you".
Zheng Zhuo smiled faintly, signaling her not to worry.
She got the hint, threw the dice, and saw that it was an even number.
Zheng Pei was stunned.
Could it be that he was being too sentimental and misunderstood Yuan Cixian's smile just now, and was just a smile
Lu Shiqing glanced at Zheng Zhuo, who was holding a magnet and making small movements under the wooden tray, and threw an odd number. When Zheng Pei was still confused, he walked towards the canoe, stopped at the shore and turned back to say, "Ninth Prince, would you please go first?"
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Yuan Cixian got on a boat with Zheng Zhuo as she wished and left the shore first.
Zheng Pei's face turned pale with worry, and he was still for a long time before he stepped onto the canoe. Perhaps because of the hot sun or because he was angry, he swayed when he sat down and almost fell into the water.
Lu Shiqing stepped back a little, as if he was afraid that he would pass on his illness to him, and sat opposite him and said indifferently: "If your Highness feels unwell, I can go back to the shore with you."
Seeing that Yuan Cixian and Zheng Zhuo's boat was gradually going far away, he gritted his teeth and said, "No need." He then ordered the boatman, "Hurry up and catch up!"
The lake was wide, with lotus flowers swaying gracefully, and green leaves and red flowers covering most of the lake. The boat had to move slowly in it. Fortunately, the boatman was skilled in swaying the boat, and he evaded and circumvented the obstacles lightly and skillfully, and then the boat sailed forward slowly.
But for Zheng Pei, these swayings were not easy. After a while, he felt dizzy from the continuous twists and turns, his stomach was churning, and a sour gas gradually rose to his throat.
He tried his best to hold it back, but unexpectedly, he encountered a large patch of water lilies in front of him. The boatman pushed with the long pole, and the boat rocked. He could no longer hold it back, and he was about to vomit with a "wow".
The enemy Lu Shiqing's face changed drastically and he stood up and retreated in a hurry. However, due to the narrowness of the wooden boat, there was no escape, so in desperation he had to jump into the water with a "plop".
At the same time, Zheng Pei vomited a large pool of dirt. The wind blew and the juice splashed all over the boat.
It all happened so fast.
Yuan Cixian and Zheng Zhuo turned around suddenly when they heard the voice and were both surprised.
Seeing his beloved looking at him, Zheng Pei, who was covered in filth, wished he could faint, but he felt so refreshed after vomiting that he couldn't faint even if he wanted to.
The boatman was shocked and hurriedly dropped his pole and apologized to him.
Lu Shiqing was not much better than Zheng Pei. He was in the pool, soaked, his face covered with mud, water dripping down his temples, one hand tightly grasping a green lotus branch as if grasping a life-saving straw, and a circle of bright red water lilies clustered around his body.
This scene is truly worthy of the word erotic.
A crisp laugh rang out in the dead silence.
As soon as he heard it, he knew who it was. He turned around and gave Yuan Cixian a fierce look, but unexpectedly, the look landed on the white gauze hanging from her veil, which did not hurt or itch her.
The servants on the shore were already rushing in this direction. Zheng Zhuo also ordered the boatman to row back.
When she got to Lu Shiqing, Yuan Cixian lifted her white veil, looked down at him and explained, "Don't be surprised, Minister Lu. I laughed just now because I was impressed by your elegance and grace."
Lu Shiqing shuddered all over.
He was already choosing the lesser of two evils, so why did this girl have to remind him that the pool was full of silt, which was actually not much better than Zheng Pei's filth!
Zheng Zhuo laughed and told the people on the shore to take care of Zheng Pei. Then he stood up and stretched out his hand to Lu Shiqing, saying, "Come."
Upon seeing this, Yuan Cixian quickly told Shi Cui to go to the bow and steady the boat, to prevent the two of them from making too much noise and causing the unreliable wooden boat to capsize. However, Zheng Zhuo pulled Lu Shiqing up, and the boat under their feet was still very stable, barely shaking at all.
She glanced at his exerting arm.
To be able to lift up a man of similar stature so easily, he must be a martial artist with a solid foundation. Zheng Zhuo might not be as gentle as he looks.
Lu Shiqing was shaking so much that every joint in his body was chattering. As soon as he sat down at the stern of the boat with his hands and feet tucked in, mud and water slowly poured down from head to toe.
Yuan Cixian held back her laughter and handed over a brocade handkerchief: "Minister Lu, would you like to wipe it?" Seeing the disgust on his face, she added, "I think this handkerchief is cleaner than you are now." After saying that, she smiled and made a "point" gesture with her finger.
Lu Shiqing gritted his teeth and stared at her without moving.
Zheng Zhuo laughed out loud and told the boatman to go back to the shore. Seeing Yuan Cixian still holding out her hand, he took her handkerchief and stuffed it into Lu Shiqing's palm, then closed it for him. He said, "I'll take care of your ninth brother later. You go back home and take a good bath and rest. Don't go to teach your thirteenth brother today."
Lu Shiqing finally said "hmm".
Yuan Cixian's smile faltered when he heard this, and he asked, "Does Minister Lu usually teach His Highness the Thirteenth Prince to study?"
Seeing that he was almost unable to speak, Zheng Zhuo answered "yes" for him.
The three of them went ashore together.
Zheng Pei had lost all face and had already fled. Lu Shiqing was naturally sent back to the mansion by the servants in such a state. Only Yuan Cixian and Zheng Zhuo were left on the shore.
The two had a tacit understanding and planned to talk while they were alone on the boat, but now it was effortless.
Zheng Zhuo asked directly, "Why did the county lady join me in the boat just now?"
Yuan Cixian motioned Shicui to move away and not let others get close, and then replied: "Your Highness, let's not beat around the bush. You went to so much trouble to collude with my brother and come to see me, so you must have something to say to me. And since I want to be in the same boat with you, I naturally want to hear what you have to say."
Yuan Yu's poor acting skills were full of loopholes, and Yuan Cixian had already guessed what was going on. It seemed that Zheng Zhuo had arranged with his brother to meet her, and then took advantage of Zheng Pei's convenience.
She spoke directly, and Zheng Zhuo was slightly surprised. He said, "The county lady is straightforward, so I won't beat around the bush. I came here to ask to marry you."
Yuan Cixian felt that this proposal was like saying "How about having wontons for lunch today?"
His face was calm, so she listened calmly. She looked up at him and said, "Your Highness wants to marry me. Why don't you discuss it with my brother and father, or ask the saint to grant me a marriage? Asking me about this, not to mention whether it is against etiquette, is probably meaningless. If I agree, you still have to go back and ask the elders to make the decision. If I don't agree, will you give up this idea?"
Zheng Zhuo replied, "The county lady is different from other ladies. If I don't ask the county lady's feelings first and blindly ask for permission, I will anger the King of Southern Yunnan and it will be difficult to end. I also know that this is impolite, so I came here in the name of my ninth brother. Of course, as the saying goes, parents' orders and matchmaker's words, if the county lady agrees to me, I will definitely complete all the etiquette."
This sounded barely sincere. With the incident with the Crown Prince of Nanzhao, Zheng Zhuo was probably aware of how much the King of Diannan loved his daughter. It would be a waste of time to ask him. As for the decision, he had to listen to Yuan Cixian. It would be better to be direct.
Yuan Cixian nodded: "Then why does Your Highness want to marry me?"
Zheng Zhuo paused slightly.
She smiled and said, "Your Highness, it's fine if you don't ask me. Since you said you want to listen to my heart, you should at least give me a reason to agree to yours, right? If you really ask me to make a choice, there are many people who want to marry me, why does it have to be you?"
Zheng Zhuo did not look embarrassed at first, but as he listened to the last part, his eyes moved slightly, as if he was stumped by the question.
She continued to smile, "If it was His Highness the Ninth Prince standing here, he might be able to confidently say that he wanted to marry me because I'm pretty. What about you?" Seeing that he still didn't speak, she curled her lips, "Your Highness's sincerity, I can see it clearly, goodbye."
She turned and left. Zheng Zhuo subconsciously moved his feet: "Wait."
Yuan Cixian turned around and saw that he hesitated for a moment and said, "I am being rude today, but it is not appropriate to talk about things at this time and place. If the county lady does not mind, I will send someone to your house in three days to discuss it in detail."
She looked at him quietly for a while, and said, "Well, in three days, I will decide whether to consider your proposal."
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