Get in Line to Marry Me

Chapter 9

Taking a deep breath, Yan Qinghuan probed," Shen Weihuan, that was my mistake. Don' t take it to heart. It's just that last night, I really don' t want to see that violence can be used to protect myself, but it can' t deter everything. Do you understand?"

His voice passed through the hall from top to bottom, and Shen Weihuan narrowed his eyes imperceptibly. Suddenly, a smile appeared in his eyes — was this woman on his seat still the princess he knew? From the looks of her, she was beautiful and refined, her bright eyes were gentle, and her cold and arrogant gaze contained a faint look of disdain and her most proud calm and dignified. However, there was nothing silently reminding him that the young lady before him was so soft, kind, and had an opinion different from this secular world. However, what difference was there? The one he wanted to marry was always Princess Zhaorui.

He folded his sleeves and bowed. His long sleeves dropped and revealed a gentle smile. Yan Qinghuan let out a sigh of relief and wanted to send him away," Go down."

"As you wish, then, I will await the princess in the manor." Shen Weihuan bowed once more, Yan Qinghuan was surprised by his words. Why did she forget Emperor father's decree, s**t! No wonder Shen Weihuan laughed so sweetly.

###Chapter7,Shen Estate

The princess' carriage finally stopped in front of the magnificent golden gate. Huaiyang Hou Mansion, she glanced at the majestic signboard from the curtain and supported the phoenix crown on her head. With a low curse, she said," It's finally here. Her waist is about to be broken by the phoenix crown.

Being a princess was not easy. Being a rich princess was even harder.

Hanlin and Zhongshu Province saw the wind and the Old man. A person's exquisite Old man understood the thoughts of Emperor marrying a daughter. The imperial edict was quickly transmitted. The servants and maids on the inner court's side carried two large carriages. The formation was vast, as if they were Emperor down to Jiangnan.

Yan Qinghuan thought for a moment. If she was like this, would she be married? It shouldn' t be. It was just a temporary residence. There was no marriage yet. In the past, the people's atmosphere was open. Before the marriage, if there was a marriage, they could temporarily stay in their husband's get used to the etiquette in the future.

"Old minister (official wife), welcome Princess Zhaorui!"

The sound of the mountain and sea kowtowing pierced through the carriage, Yan Qinghuan calmed down. It was normal for the ancient Emperor to have the sole opinion of Wu. If it was anyone who was worshipped like this, it would inevitably have a wild and arrogant heart. She cleared her throat and said in a clear voice," Flat yourself."

Changing the environment was a piece of cake for a woman like Yan Qinghuan who was extremely adaptable. On the contrary, she was slightly excited. Later on, she how living in Hou Mansion would be a bad thing!

The guards of the Shen manor were definitely not as strict as the imperial palace. It was not as easy as flipping a palm to escape. Shen Weihuan would never stare at him every day. Moreover, she had a younger brother of the system, so how could she worry about not being able to defeat a bunch of servants?

The curtain was lifted up by a long jade hook. In front of the throne, there was a beautiful man kneeling on the ground. There were old and young, and there were men and women. The leader was naturally Huaiyang Hou Shen Siye. In the latter part of his life, he was Shen Weihuan and the other three men he didn' t know. He was also pretty and elegant. It seemed that Shen Family family style was strict, and the child's demeanor was pleasant.

Behind them were women. As the saying goes, the flowers were becoming more and more alluring. Apart from the dignified women, there were also a few beautiful young ladies. They looked very quiet and easy to get along with.

With a single glance, Yan Qinghuan gave a score in his heart—90,points.

The missing ten points were taken by Shen Weihuan. Who told him to scheme against me.

"Princess." Lu Ming came forward to support Yan Qinghuan. Even though he didn' t want to be delicate, the crown on his head was too heavy. He half followed Lu Ming and left the carriage. Only then did Shen Siye and the others dare to slowly stand up.

After leaving the Imperial Palace, this was my world. The corners of Yan Qinghuan lips curled into a playful smile. The nature of being a demon began to be exposed. She pointed at the Shen Weihuan and said," Where is my courtyard? You can lead the way."

After not seeing each other for a few days, Shen Weihuan was as gentle and elegant as before. He said in a low voice," Princess, please."

He didn' t take a few steps before Yan Qinghuan sprained his foot." Aiya, how painful! Shen Weihuan, what's going on in your manor? Why is there another stone step! "It hurts me to death!"

Yan Qinghuan let out a tender and angry cry, as if she was too cheap to be any more cheap——Yes, I was going to kill you all. Shen Weihuan, didn' t you want to marry me? Then I will play with you, see if you can endure the princess' illness?

The first time she had fallen ill with the princess was a very pleasant thing. Everyone was surrounding you, cherishing you, and treating you as the center of the world. However, Sun Wukong still had the pressure of the Five Finger Mountains. She had Yan Qinghuan encountered a Shen Weihuan, and the path of becoming a demon had yet to sprout.

"Aiya, it hurts to walk..." Yan Qinghuan smiled and began to pretend.

Behind him, Shen Weihuan waved his finger, and from behind a rockery pond, he lifted a palanquin with a snort, carrying the Buddha Lord Yan Qinghuan toward Drunken Fang Garden.

Yan Qinghuan wasn' t willing to accept it. Her butt wasn' t hot yet, but she began to shout again," Aiya, the sun is so big, this one is about to be sunned, transformed,···"

The sedan chairs raised their heads in disbelief. They looked at the dark clouds that covered the sky, thinking that they were blind.

Fortunately, Shen Xiang's meticulousness and consideration were everywhere. He flicked his hand again, and from some unknown place, he transformed into a basin of broken ice and a paper umbrella to await his side.

Yan Qinghuan stared at her beautiful eyes and obediently shut up.

The courtyard flowers were fragrant, and the stone paths were winding. A pavilion was leaning against the water beside the quiet bionic bamboo forest. The palanquin Yan Qinghuan as if it was standing within a painting of the green mountains and rivers, unable to extricate itself for a long time.

She was surprised by Chen shi's extravagant Hou Mansion of gold, and even more surprised by the ingenuity of the former cool craftsman. Although the two-story building was not large, it was cleverly embedded into the rock wall. Beside it was a Hongmu Bridge that flew straight to the octagonal pavilion. Even on rainy days, it could go out to enjoy the scenery. The misty rain was hazy, and by the side of the small bridge and lake, it was a good place to recite poems.

Yan Qinghuan withdrew his thoughts and smiled silently," Shen Weihuan, you' re doing it with your heart."

"Thank you for your praise, Princess." Shen Weihuan landed on her back. Yan Qinghuan turned around and happened to fall into his elegant eyes. She suddenly remembered something very important. Where did Shen Weihuan live if she lived here?

Before she could ask, Shen Weihuan respectfully said," If anything happens to the princess, this humble servant will live in the East Pavilion. The East Pavilion happens to be connected to the Prime Minister manor and the Huaiyang Hou Mansion, so this humble servant will leave the sleeping quarters here." Following his gaze, a quiet little building under the glazed cornice pointed from afar. When it came up to the second floor and pushed open the window, it just so happened to be able to meet her, and it was so close....

Yan Qinghuan smiled vaguely in his heart. At night, he asked the system if there was a telescope in the equipment. If there was, hey, push the window, put up a frame, and bring up a perfect angle, he would be able to enjoy the scenery of the beautiful man. If he forgot to close the window in Shen Weihuan bath, tsk tsk, it was truly pleasing to the eye!

Yan Qinghuan indulged in his imagination and laughed foolishly. He didn' t notice a figure appearing behind him at all. Following that, a bright voice rang out," This subordinate is asking the wind. Greetings to Your Highness, Your Highness, your majesty is beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, and beautiful. You are truly the most beautiful woman in the past, and you have never come before ······"

"Wen Feng." That voice was interrupted by Shen Weihuan cold words before it could be finished. He pursed his lips and smiled apologetically at Yan Qinghuan." This is my guard. He's a young man who doesn' t hide his words. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Yan Qinghuan's head was covered in black lines, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he woke up from the words of praise. He saw a young man with a bright and clean smile in front of him. His hair was tied in a blue scarf, and he wore an indigo outfit. Even though he didn' t Shen Weihuan that evildoer and gorgeous face, nor did he have Wu Hen's handsome and cold appearance, he was actually a young man that made people feel intimate when they saw him!

Shen Weihuan's soft scolding fell into Wen Feng's ears, but he didn' t seem to mind it. His sparkling eyes stared at the Yan Qinghuan, as if flowers could bloom on her face." It's better to see a hundred times than to hear a hundred times. It's strange that my xiangye has been after you for so many years. Now, there's a return. Your Highness, you' ll be Shen Xiang wife in the future! "If there's anything you need, I' ll give it to you!"

Send you big head, I'll send you to death! When Yan Qinghuan heard the word' madame', he was extremely displeased. He always felt that he had been tricked so badly, and he didn' t have any good looks towards this bright young man. He rolled his eyes at him, Yan Qinghuan said lazily," I' m hungry, I want to eat!"

He was arrogant and arrogant, Yan Qinghuan from head to toe, sending out a sentence: Big Big Ben was the biggest. She displayed the princess' temperament to the fullest. Fortunately, Shen Weihuan was a person with no temper. She only ordered the maids to prepare.

"Princess, you must be exhausted from moving to your humble residence today. Hou Mansion have already set up a wind reception banquet for the princess. Please move to the main hall."

Yan Qinghuan nodded. Just as he was about to get on the sedan chair, he heard Wen Feng mutter in a low voice," We' re going to eat together again. We really don' t want to see those women ······"

Yan Qinghuan strangely turned his head, a trace of displeasure appeared on Wen Feng's handsome face. A group of women? Ke ke, it was said that a woman raised by a family would normally not be able to live peacefully. She was very curious. In this elegant Famous Family Hou Mansion, what sort of waves would women create?