Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 121 - 120 Her Mother is Still Alive

Chapter 121: Chapter 120 Her Mother is Still Alive

The Director of Astronomy suspected he heard wrong.

But when he saw the two glaringly obvious characters "Lu Yuan" on the marriage document, he realized the Grand Commander was not joking—the man, a great traitor condemned by gods and men, was truly getting married.

He just didn’t know which family’s young lady was so unfortunate. Sadly, the Grand Commander’s hand covered the name on the marriage document, and he could only see the Grand Commander’s name.

Suppressing the turbulent waves of shock and curiosity in his heart, he forced himself to appear composed and asked, "May I ask, Grand Commander, what about the Emperor and Empress’s wedding?"

Lu Yuan replied with a calm and easy demeanor, "Just choose another date."

The Director of Astronomy: Even daring to swipe the auspicious day reserved for the Emperor and Empress, Grand Commander, don’t be too outrageous!

Lu Yuan glanced at him nonchalantly, "Hmm?"

The Director of Astronomy clasped his hands together in a bow, "Your subordinate preemptively congratulates the Grand Commander on his upcoming marriage!"

Lu Yuan picked up the marriage document again, opened it, and said indifferently, "Don’t forget to attend the wedding banquet."

The Director of Astronomy’s legs trembled uncontrollably.

As soon as the Director left, Lu Yuan summoned Shangguan Ling.

"What are your orders, Grand Commander?" Shangguan Ling rushed in, panting heavily.

Lu Yuan said, "Go inform Meng Xiaojiu that the wedding date has been set."

Shangguan Ling stared at Lu Yuan in disbelief, "Grand Commander, I was killing someone."

Lu Yuan: "And?"

So basically, you called me back in the middle of a mission just to deliver a message?

Are all the people in the Governor Mansion dead? Yu Zichuan is sitting on the roof polishing his arrows, looking bored out of his mind. Didn’t you see?

"Do you have an objection?"

"Your subordinate wouldn’t dare! I’ll head to Fengshui Alley immediately."

Damn it, today’s your lucky day. You get to live one more day.

Shangguan Ling went to Fengshui Alley.

Tan’er was swinging on a swing and gleefully shouted, "Saber Guy, the N is here!"

Meng Tianlan had just been disciplined by his seventh granduncle. Sporting a bruised and swollen face, he was squatting on the ground with the posture of a farmer.

Upon hearing Tan’er’s words, he looked at Shangguan Ling with frustration and said, "Saber Guy? Come on, show me some tricks."

Shangguan Ling: "..."

As Meng Tianlan had failed to meet Shangguan Ling the day before, he had genuinely mistaken him for a street performer. Thinking to himself, "Even street performers in the Capital City are this fancy and well-dressed."

Shangguan Ling drew his Brocade Spring Saber, exuding a murderous aura as he pointed it at Meng Tianlan: "Do you have a death wish..."

Tan’er interrupted, "He’s my elder sister’s third uncle."

With incredible finesse, Shangguan Ling shifted the saber into the air: "The 48th style, or the 69th?"

Meng Tianlan replied, "Show me all of them. If I enjoy them, I’ll tip you."

Shangguan Ling’s mouth twitched. Swallowing his pride, he performed an improvised 117 styles.

"Not bad," Meng Tianlan commented. "Looks like the real deal."

Shangguan Ling: My saber is designed for killing people, slicing down one at a time. Of course it’s the real deal!

Meng Tianlan pondered for a moment and then asked, "Where are you from? Follow me from now on, and I’ll make sure you live in luxury."

Tan’er lightly tapped the ground with her toes, bringing the swing to a halt: "Third Uncle, the N might not be able to afford him."

Standing up, Meng Tianlan carelessly replied, "Why not? Is his value that high? There’s no one on earth the Meng Family can’t buy, is there?"

Tan’er animatedly said, "He’s the Grand Commander’s confidant, a third-rank official, and the Commander of the Imperial Guard!"

Thud!

Meng Tianlan dropped to his knees!

...

Nanny Li had a lot of grievances against Lu Yuan, but first, the highest-ranking Housekeeper of the Governor Mansion personally came to present the betrothal gifts, followed by the third-rank Commander of the Imperial Guard delivering the wedding date in person. This was more than enough face for her young lady.

Half of her anger dissipated.

Only, in her eyes, the wedding date was too rushed.

Meng Qianqian didn’t mind, though. Since the marriage was merely to appease both families, it made no difference whether it was sooner or later. What’s more, not only was Lu Yuan worried that his mother would come to the Capital City to force him to marry a Miaojiang woman, Meng Qianqian was also concerned that the Meng Family would come to take her back.

Better to get it over with early than to let trouble brew longer—it put one’s heart at ease.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Yao Family also came forward to discuss Lin Wan’er’s marriage.

Originally, when Lin Wan’er was adopted as a foster daughter by the Wen Family, Consort Li had personally promised to ask His Majesty to arrange a match between her and Lu Lingxiao.

But no decree ever came, and the Yao Family directly took matters into their own hands.

The Yao Family refrained from mentioning the imperial decree altogether, but the old matriarch of the Lin Family asked pointedly, "Wasn’t it supposed to be a royal marriage by His Majesty’s decree?" The Yao Family’s steward dismissed it lightly, saying, "His Majesty has been busy with state affairs."

Consort Li had indeed intended to issue a decree of marriage initially, as it would highlight her favoritism towards Lin Wan’er. But who could have foreseen that Meng Qianqian turned out to be Meng Xiaojiu! Consort Li wanted the best of both worlds. Lin Wan’er was already pregnant, so that marriage was a done deal. However, Meng Qianqian was still beyond her grasp and needed some coaxing.

Thus, the decree never materialized.

The old matriarch’s face darkened.

The Lu Family had recently suffered a scandal and had been hoping to restore their reputation through this marriage. But now, even the imperial decree was off the table.

The second wife tugged gently at the old matriarch’s sleeve and whispered, "Mother, as long as the engagement stands, that’s all that matters. She’s the Duke Mansion’s esteemed daughter, after all."

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