Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 115 - 114: The Proposal

Chapter 115: Chapter 114: The Proposal

Meng Qianqian carefully looked at the little one in her arms: "Is this why you argued with your dad?"

Bao Shu nodded and nodded!

"You like me, want me to be your mother, but your dad doesn’t like me and doesn’t want to marry me—no wonder he’s so upset."

Treasure Piggy’s little body shook!

Nodded too early... Can shaking my head now still fix it...

Uh, twisted my little neck...

Qing Shuang: Something seems off.

...

Lu Yuan sat alone in the Book Pavilion, sulking.

The servants had all hidden far away, terrified of accidentally provoking their master’s wrath.

Footsteps approached, and someone brave enough stepped into the pavilion.

Lu Yuan didn’t even lift his eyelids before recognizing her: "I’ve gone this far to hide, and yet Ama somehow still has her ways."

Ama stopped in front of him, looking down at him from above: "Young Master Ayuan, have you given it any more thought?"

Lu Yuan replied irritably: "You asked me just earlier, didn’t you? I already answered."

Ama said, "Madam instructed that I must inquire of Young Master Ayuan ten times daily. This is only the second time today."

Lu Yuan turned his face away and said, "I think she’s trying to drive me mad."

Ama said, "How else could Madam force Young Master Ayuan into marriage?"

Lu Yuan replied coldly: "I already said I won’t marry."

Ama spoke steadily: "Young Master Ayuan, the Prime Minister is returning soon. He has won greater military achievements in the Western Regions than the Chu Family. Surely, Young Master Ayuan does not believe he can remain unshaken once the Prime Minister returns to court? If only Young Master Ayuan agrees to marry into an alliance with Miaojiang, Miaojiang would become the most steadfast support for him."

Lu Yuan laughed mockingly: "Ah, so you’re here just at the opportune moment to exploit the situation."

Ama corrected him: "Madam calls it ’delivering coal in the snow.’

Lu Yuan enunciated each word slowly: "Not. Needed. At. All!"

Ama remained calm: "I’ll be back in half an hour."

Lu Yuan closed his eyes briefly. He always put on a look of wanting to kill, but that was merely for show. He rarely truly lost his temper—except for his own mother, who knew exactly how to push his buttons.

"Take your time on the way out."

Steward Cen stood at the door, beaming cheerfully as he saw Ama off, then hurried inside to kneel before Lu Yuan, letting out a deep sigh: "Grand Commander, this is no way to go on. They’re sent by Madam herself; we can’t use force against them. But if we don’t, being badgered like this seventeen or eighteen times a day is unbearable!"

Lu Yuan responded icily: "I’m the one suffering. Why are you in such a rush?"

Steward Cen said loyally: "I’m only worried about our Grand Commander’s wellbeing. How about we come up with a solution? Something once and for all."

Lu Yuan gave a faint sidelong glance: "You mean to kill Ama and her people?"

Steward Cen hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no! Madam’s sent them; an old servant like me wouldn’t dare lay a finger on them."

The main issue was those folks were true Miaojiang masters. Even the Jinyi Guards couldn’t beat them—who’d kill whom was anyone’s guess.

Steward Cen chuckled shrewdly: "I do have a plan."

Lu Yuan: "Speak."

Steward Cen shuffled a little closer to Lu Yuan: "If you don’t want to marry the person Madam chose for you, you can pick someone yourself. Once Madam arrives in the Capital City, the deed will already be done, and Madam will have no room to argue."

"Don’t worry about Madam forcing you to divorce your wife and remarry. Watching her son juggle three or four wives and women bicker doesn’t interest Madam."

But seeing her son get dragged straight to the altar? That she’d certainly be capable of.

Without waiting for Lu Yuan to refuse, Steward Cen continued: "It’s just a temporary measure. If you don’t like her, don’t touch her. If we choose someone ourselves, won’t she surely be easy to control?"

...

Steward Cen exited the pavilion, wiping cold sweat off his brow. Being caught between this pair of lunatic mother and son was truly a torment for an old soul like himself.

"Grand Commander didn’t agree, but he likely understands this is the best course of action unless he’s willing to risk outright conflict with Madam."

"Which... isn’t entirely impossible."

Steward Cen frowned; what a headache!

Regardless of the outcome, Steward Cen first set off to help his master find a suitable match. No need for state matchmakers—the Governor Mansion had its own Jinyi Guards, and searching for proper, clean family backgrounds with suitable young women was hardly difficult. They could even trace back eighteen generations!

Two days later, after rigorous screening by Steward Cen, only those portraits left on the table remained.

Underneath each painting were detailed records of family background and birth dates, requiring everything to be transcribed individually.

Steward Cen thought about it and took the roll of paintings to the Book Pavilion.

Meng Qianqian had been diligently organizing the second and third floors of the library ever since the fourth floor had been locked after her last visit. She figured the sooner she finished her work here, the sooner she could legitimately ask for the fourth floor’s key.

"Miss Meng, are you busy now?"

"Not busy. Does Steward Cen need anything?"

Steward Cen explained the matter of choosing a bride for Lu Yuan.

Meng Qianqian asked calmly: "Is Steward Cen asking me to help with the transcriptions?"

Steward Cen stared steadily at her, scrutinizing her every expression. After a pause, he replied: "Transcribing is a small matter. Mainly, I’d like Miss Meng to help assess the suitability of these young ladies."

Meng Qianqian paused briefly: "Whether or not they’re suitable doesn’t seem up to me."

Steward Cen said: "I just asked Yu Zichuan and Qing Shuang earlier. Yu Zichuan only commented that he didn’t like one with stern eyebrows."

Ah, so it was merely a casual survey.

Meng Qianqian politely accepted the task and carefully flipped through the portraits, internally noting how much thought Steward Cen had put into selecting candidates for Lu Yuan.

"Every young lady is wonderful."

Steward Cen grinned and said: "If Miss Meng approves, then there couldn’t be a better match. As for the transcription..."

Meng Qianqian said: "I’ll handle it."

Steward Cen exclaimed with excitement: "Much appreciated to Miss Meng!"

Fifteen minutes later, Steward Cen left the pavilion clutching the newly transcribed painting scrolls.

Meng Qianqian continued organizing the library.

Unexpectedly, before long, a maidservant from Tinglan Garden arrived: "Miss Meng, the Grand Commander wishes to see you."

"For what matter?"

"Unclear. Steward Cen gave something to the Grand Commander, who flew into a rage. Afterward, inexplicably, he ordered I summon you."

Meng Qianqian set aside the half-organized ancient texts she was working on and followed the maidservant to Lu Yuan’s study.

The scattered painting scrolls had already been picked up and neatly arranged back on the desk.

Lu Yuan’s expression was frosty, showing no sign of having been in a recent outburst.

"Greetings, Grand Commander."

Meng Qianqian bowed politely.

Lu Yuan spoke nonchalantly: "According to Steward Cen, these individuals were fielded to me based on your meticulous selection?"

Weren’t these picked by Steward Cen?

Lu Yuan said coldly: "Deny it then. Do you suppose I wouldn’t recognize your handwriting?"

Meng Qianqian took the blame without hesitation: "Little Nine made a mistake. Little Nine shouldn’t have acted without authorization."

"Infamy surrounds me in the Capital City. Everyone avoids me like the plague. Are you sure the people in these portraits are genuinely willing to marry me?"

"Grand Commander is the crème de la crème among men—marrying you would be a blessing spanning three lifetimes."

"Even this one?"

Lu Yuan tossed her a portrait.

"Of course. Who wouldn’t wish to marry the Grand Commander?" Meng Qianqian earnestly continued flattering him while taking the portrait and unfolding it, her eyes widening in shock!

Why was it her own image?!

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