Huan Beiming and his wife looked at each other, both of them were puzzled, it was rare to see their daughter so serious, not knowing what happened, Madam Huan nodded, and sent all the maids and servants out of the house.
"Xiaoyan, what's the matter with you?"
Only then did Huan Qingyan speak out, "Father, Aunt, my daughter heard that there has been a murderous maniac in Kyoto recently, is there such a thing?"
Mrs. Huan straightened her face, "Which gossip girl is scaring you? Don't be afraid, the murderer will not come to our house. With your father around, the murderer will not dare to come."
"Aniang, that's not what it means. My daughter is not afraid of a murderous maniac coming to our Illusory Mansion, but my daughter is afraid that a murderous maniac will go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion. This murderous maniac is said to be a big demon who specializes in killing spiritual masters and eating his heart... "
Huan Beiming touched the short mustache on his chin, and said, "Don't worry, there are private guards in the Ninth Prince's residence, and the Ninth Prince will be fine."
Mrs. Huan had a look of understanding, and smiled, "It turns out that our Xiaoyan is worried about the safety of the Ninth Prince. A few days ago, you slapped the Ninth Prince during the food festival. Someone brought you a gift, and you didn't say anything. A Niang thought you two were having a temper tantrum, but it turned out that you were secretly caring about him..."
Huan Qingyan coughed, but if she didn't make it clear, Mrs. Huan must have gone astray.
I had to say, "Father, Auntie, I won't go around the bush. Are you and the royal family discussing about your daughter's engagement to the Ninth Prince recently? My daughter thought about it, and I didn't rush to discuss it beforehand. Now the big monster in the imperial capital So powerful, if the Ninth Prince is harmed, wouldn't the daughter become an unknown widow right after getting engaged?"
"Xiaoyan is right..." Mrs. Huan was drawn in.
Huan Beiming lowered his voice, "Nonsense, even if the healers in the entire imperial capital may encounter accidents, it is impossible for the Ninth Prince to be harmed in the slightest. Where did you come up with such a strange idea?"
Huan Qingyan tugged Huan Beiming's hand to act coquettishly. "Father, just follow Qingyan, Qingyan doesn't want to become a little widow, and Qingyan doesn't want to be engaged to the Ninth Prince for the time being..."
"Who told you about the engagement?" Today he came to Mrs. Huan to discuss his daughter's marriage. Before he said anything, his daughter knew about it in advance!
"I guessed it myself..."
Huan Beiming's voice was harsh and interrupted her, "Marriage is a trifling matter. Father asked you which Highness you like, and you yourself said it was His Highness Ninth. How can you be so nonsense now?"
The Ninth Prince is also his favorite prince.
A good-looking talent, but not a prince, in the future he won't need to be a big man, and he won't need three thousand beauties in the harem. The harem is a place where people cannibalize. He knows that his daughter's IQ can't be played well, so he can only pick a lesser rich and promising future. If the Ninth Prince is successful in cultivation in the future, Qingyan will have the opportunity to awaken his spirit again, and it will be great to become a pair of practitioners that everyone envies.
He has already reached an agreement with the royal family. Huan Beiming will serve the Chuiyun royal family for life. Even if he dies, he will pass on the Huan family's old soup to his daughter, not his son, to protect his daughter's future status.
The royal family also promised that no matter what happens, Huan Qingyan will not be treated badly...