What could possibly happen? When calculating the wedding date, one naturally had to refer to the situation at the Pingjin Marquis' Mansion. As far as Madam Li knew, nothing happened at the Pingjin Marquis' Mansion on August 16. This was clearly intentional.
"Then I would like to ask, what exactly happened in your house on the 16th?"
The wife of Marquis Pingjin picked up the teacup, stirred it, and took a sip slowly. "I heard that the fourth young master of our family is getting married on August 16th. He is the brother of my adopted daughter of Marquis Pingjin, so naturally, Marquis Pingjin cannot be absent."
Madam Li suppressed her anger. When she heard this, her face suddenly darkened. "My children's marriages are not as good as others'?"
"If it's a normal marriage, it's naturally very important, but is our marriage normal? Since it's abnormal, why should we care so much? It was rushed in the first place. After all, other people's weddings will be held several months in advance. The date for the wedding has been set long ago. There are only so many good days. It's normal for several families to have the same wedding. Many relatives and friends should know about it. Even if they haven't received the invitations yet, the schedule for the day is almost confirmed. This sudden wedding in the middle of the trip will disrupt other people's plans. How many people do you think will come to visit when a marriage that is not glorious in the first place collides with others?" Lady Pingyang Hou said without any idea of covering up the shame. "He's just an unruly evil creature. What good is that? I, as a mother, have done him a good job by arranging a wedding for him instead of just sending him away."
This was clearly a veiled attack, and Mrs. Li looked very embarrassed. However, if she accepted this, wouldn't it be the same as admitting it? Putting aside the latter part, the former part did make some sense.
The wife of Pingjin Marquis glanced at the other person and was indifferent to the embarrassed look. "Next month is a good day. Maybe other families will also have happy events. Madam Li really wants to be perfect. Then, let's postpone it to next year, or the year after next. It doesn't matter how many years it is. We in Pingjin Marquis Mansion have no objection at all."
Madam Li almost couldn't control her swearing. Delay? How could she delay? What if her daughter was pregnant... "Then it will be on the second day of August. Although this marriage is not very glorious, Hua Bochen is your own son after all, and he also represents the face of your Pingjin Marquis Mansion. You can't just do it perfunctorily. So, Madam Pingjin Marquis, it's better to prepare this morning."
"What kind of preparations do we need? Just make the usual ones. It's not glorious to begin with. Do you think it's worth showing off if you spend lavishly and host a big banquet for guests? If that's what Madam Li thinks, I advise you to give up on it as soon as possible."
Mrs. Li felt a lump in her chest again, unable to swallow or spit out, feeling extremely uncomfortable. However, she also realized that the wedding really couldn't be too grand. Not long ago, she had dreamed that her daughter's wedding would be a grand occasion that would make people envious. But now...
Madam Li left with a lot of anger, and the wife of Pingjin Marquis was naturally not very happy. The wedding was indeed rushed. After all, it was originally supposed to be held in August next year, but now it was a whole year earlier. The things needed, such as banquets, were not important, but there were no other things. The key was that she didn't have the energy to manage it, and she had to take care of her health. Fortunately, her daughter-in-law was capable, and most of the power of household affairs was in her hands. She only needed to review it occasionally, so she didn't have to be too tired for this wedding.
The wife of Marquis Pingjin went back to see Xiaocao and the others, and told them the "good news" with a smile. Of course, she mainly wanted to tell the wife of the prince of Pingjin, asking her to work harder.
The wife of the Marquis of Pingjin agreed and told her to have a good rest and not to worry about anything else.
As for this matter, Xiaocao and the others only need to listen carefully, and they don't need to worry about the rest.
Lady Pingjin Hou saw it all and smiled on her face, but she was still a little disappointed in her heart. It wasn't that she was obsessed with the fact that Wen Renying didn't become her daughter-in-law, but she still had some inexplicable emotions in her heart.
At about the same time, Xiaocao and the others said goodbye and left the Pingjin Marquis Mansion.
On the way back, the two sisters didn't have any opinion about it, and didn't even mention it.
Fan Wuguo never cared much about these things, and basically no one would deliberately tell him these gossips. After suddenly becoming interested, he casually asked the people around him and told them something to relieve his boredom. Then, not surprisingly, the matter of Hua Bochen and Li Ruoshui was selected. When Fan Wuguo heard about it, he couldn't help but spit out a big mouthful of tea and choked for a while.
Because some of the water splashed onto Xiaocao's book, and Fan Wuguo's earth-shattering cough, Xiaocao paid a little attention to him, "What happened?"
The stitches on Fan Wuguo's face have been removed and the wound has healed well. He is now taking scar removal medicine, and the effect can be said to be quite significant. He is rapidly evolving into the most handsome man in the imperial city. He had no interest in looking in the mirror before, but now he wants to do so eight hundred times a day. He seems to be becoming more and more narcissistic. Not only that, he also likes to show off everywhere and let people see his stunning beauty.
And Xiaocao is simply the object he wants to show the most. After all, when he was still a "monster", Xiaocao could see his "inner beauty" and dug out this beauty. He is a great contributor. Of course, he must take a good look at his successful works. Of course, there is another reason. Probably only Xiaocao would frankly say that he is good-looking, and he loves to hear words in this regard now.
When Xiaocao was at home, he couldn't go to her house to harass her, but now that she came to the Imperial Hospital, he followed her right away.
Unfortunately, Xiaocao has no feelings for him now. Even in the opinion of Young Master Fan, he is not as attractive to Xiaocao as he was before. He is also helpless about the woman who is completely obsessed with medicine.
Young Master Fan stopped coughing and said, "Sister, do you know about the Hua family's thing and the Li family's thing?"
"The marriage of Hua Bochen and Li Ruoshui?" Xiao Cao asked. After seeing Fan Wuguo nod, he lowered his head and continued reading. "I know. Did the young master feel surprised by this?"
"A little bit." More than a little, it was very surprising. It had only been a short time since Li Ruoshui had been with Prince Cheng, and now she was with Hua Bochen. The marriage was immediately put on the agenda. What did that black-hearted Wei Tingyu say? Things were not going to end so easily. Did he already anticipate what was going to happen next, or was he involved in this matter from the beginning
Young Master Fan stroked his chin. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Wei Tingyu might really be involved in this matter. However, these two people seemed to have nothing to do with him. If he had to say, the Pingjin Marquis Mansion was just his sister-in-law's adopted relative. Li Ruoshui had previously disrupted the marriage between his sister-in-law and Hua Bochen, but if it was just based on this, it seemed that there was no reason for him to get involved.
Of course, the young master would ask directly about things he couldn't figure out, "Sister, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Xiaocao responded indifferently, looking very indifferent. Young Master Fan didn't care at all. After all, Xiaocao ignored him and he was really bored here, otherwise he wouldn't suddenly want to hear gossip.
After leaving the Imperial Hospital, Fan Wuguo went straight to the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion.
In fact, Young Master Fan was a "frequent visitor" to the Pingyang Marquis's Mansion. Of course, he was similar to Jin Wenjie, almost always climbing over the wall to enter, and his place of stay was Wei Tingyu's yard. He was not interested in other places. This was the first time he went through the main gate to meet Wei Tingyu. Why was this so? To put it bluntly, he was still showing off and would not miss any opportunity.
Not to mention, the gatekeeper of Pingyang Marquis's Mansion was really surprised. Of course, the news that Fan Wuguo had recovered and looked very good was, to be honest, even more popular than the gossip about Hua Bochen and Li Ruoshui when Fan Wuguo was running around. Therefore, many people knew about it. It was unlikely that they would not react at all after seeing it for real.
Originally, only a few people had seen Fan Wuguo, and it was only rumored that he was a disabled "monster". If Fan Wuguo had an ordinary bone structure, it probably would not have attracted much attention. But the monster turned into a peerless handsome man, which was quite exciting.
Fan Wuguo's title was higher than that of Pingyang Marquis. Even though this person was a junior, Pingyang Marquis did not dare to neglect him, regardless of his title or special status. He came out immediately, and Wei Jincheng followed him, his attitude was so earnest...
Fan Wuguo was careless and didn't take the father and son seriously at all. He was of a special status, arrogant and condescending. There were not many people who could catch his eye, but what could he do? He couldn't change anything even if he hated them.
Of course, in his eyes, the feeling is completely different. Just like in the eyes of Xiaocao, this is just a big boy who has not grown up. Although he is a little naughty, he is essentially a good boy.
Pingyang Hou had never dealt with Fan Wuguo before, and Wei Jincheng had even less, so he was naturally resentful.
Wen Xin came out of the house slowly and said, "Greetings, young master. Our prince invites you to come over."
"Tsk, Wei Tingyu is really good at neglecting me. He didn't even come to greet me in person."
It sounds quite dissatisfied.
Wen Xin remained calm, "So, young master, do you want to go in?"
Fan Wuguo directly hooked Wen Xin's neck and punched him in the stomach, "Wen Xin, you are increasingly disregarding me. Wait, I will beat you to a pulp."
Wen Xin didn't even raise his eyebrows, "Young Master, if you want to make a move, you can do it at any time. But the possibility of you making me lose my teeth on the ground is low, unless..." Use your power to overpower others and let a group of people beat him up.
"It is said that servants follow their masters. You really are worthy of being someone close to Wei Tingyu."
"You are too kind, young master." Wen Xin agreed without modesty.
Fan Wuguo looked at Wen Xin and said, "You are just a blockhead. I don't think you are like that today." Seeing that Wen Xin was silent, he seemed to have really become a blockhead. He curled his lips and felt bored. "Let's go and find your master. I can't beat you, but beating him is a piece of cake."
Wen Xin followed behind Fan Wuguo and said, "Fourth Miss has worked very hard to take care of the prince. If the young master hurts our prince, Fourth Miss might be very angry."
Fan Wuguo paused and looked back at Wen Xin, "Wei Tingyu is so powerful that he can even rely on others in front of me."
"I am just stating a fact, nothing else."
"It doesn't matter if you have other intentions. I can't afford to offend you. There's nothing I can't admit." Fan Wuguo said nonchalantly. He quickened his pace. No one was leading him. He looked familiar with the way, just like he was at home. He completely ignored other people. He never cared about their thoughts and emotions.
Upon learning that Wei Tingyu was in the study, Fan Wuguo went straight in, dragged a chair, and sat across the desk from Wei Tingyu.
Fan Wuguo whistled at Wei Tingyu, "Short-lived bastard, then stop pretending to ignore me. It's the same every time. Why don't you try something new?"
Then, Fan Wuguo felt a pain in the side of his leg. He screamed as if he had seen a ghost and jumped onto the chair. He turned his head and reached out his hand. He saw a tear in his pants. He pulled it apart and saw a finger-long blood line on his leg. Although it was just a little skin breakage, it was...
Young Master Fan cursed at Wei Tingyu, "I asked you to change your method, but you resorted to such a vicious move? Wei Tingyu, you didn't even lower your head. If you lose control, will the needle remain in my body?"
"You can try again." Wei Tingyu put down the pen in his hand and spoke lightly.
Fan Wuguo cursed, thinking that he must be crazy to try it again. He patted the scratched area indifferently and jumped down to sit astride the chair. This short-lived guy was so evil and ruthless that he must not be provoked. He should be more careful next time.
Hua Yu brought in the tea and snacks, put the things down, and looked down, "Young Master, do you want to change them?"
Fan Wuguo waved his hand, "No, you go ahead." He picked up a piece of dessert and stuffed it into his mouth, "Hey, Wei Tingyu, did you do that thing between Hua Bochen and Li Ruoshui?"
"Young Master, you think too much." Wei Tingyu denied it lightly. What does it have to do with him? At most, he just went with the flow.
Looking at his stubborn character, Fan Wuguo knew that unless there was solid evidence, he would never be able to get anything out of him, "Do they have a grudge against you or something?" He knew there would be no answer, but he asked another question anyway. However, he thought of another more interesting question, "Do you think King Cheng knows about this? What would happen if he knew?" He was a typical person who only wanted to create chaos in the world.
"I don't know." To put it bluntly, even if he knew, he would just be angry. King Cheng really didn't dare to do anything. Of course, this was only on the surface. As for whether he would give Hua Bochen something in private...
"Let me tell you about this matter. Did Hua Bochen take over King Cheng's old shoes, or did King Cheng cheat on Hua Bochen?"