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Chapter 92 Does He Fancy Me...

Chapter 92: Chapter 92 Does He Fancy Me...

After leaving the imperial study, Cui Yun slowly walked along the official road.

"Mr. Cui!"

Prince Gong called out to him from behind.

Cui Yun stopped in his tracks and turned around.

Approaching him, Prince Gong’s demeanor was much warmer and friendlier compared to his harshness in the imperial study.

"At the palace banquet, I saw your grandfather; he is truly anxious about your marriage."

A few days ago, he learned that the Cui Xuan spoke very highly of Yan Mi, guessing that Marquis Yangling Mansion might form a marriage alliance with the Governor Mansion.

But after waiting and waiting, he never heard any news about Cui Xuan requesting a matchmaker to visit.

Commander Yan has a daughter, and so does he!

His son might be disappointing, but he could at least try to secure an impressive son-in-law first.

Cui Yun: "Prince is joking."

"Ah!"

Prince Gong waved his hand: "I hear that your skills in chess are unparalleled."

Cui Yun smiled faintly: "You flatter me, Your Highness."

"I am willing to flatter you! Look at all the sons from various mansions, how many of them climbed up the ranks on their own true merits like you? You deserve my recognition! If Ji Huo was half as capable as you, mentioning him wouldn’t make me furious."

"Next time you’re free, come to my mansion for a meal, we can have a good game of chess. I am an old acquaintance of your father, and it wouldn’t be improper for you to call me ’Uncle’."

He definitely intended to dress up his youngest daughter You’er and make her look beautiful!

Perhaps they would take a liking to each other.

Cui Yun was neither arrogant nor impatient and did not decline. But whether he’d actually visit or not was up to him to decide.

After making a proper bow to Prince Gong, he respectfully took his leave.

The robes made him look even more graceful, and as he walked the snowy path swept to the sides, a chill filled the air, his stature firm like a pine, graceful as a crane.

The previously silent Duke finally spoke, reluctantly saying.

"Your scheming is quite evident."

Prince Gong without hesitation: "Don’t compete with me for him; you already have Xie Xun as your son, which makes others envious, if your daughter marries Cui Yun, what would be left for me?"

"Originally with Commander Yan’s daughter Miss Yan as an uncut gem, I absolutely wouldn’t have considered this, but so far there’s no progress between Yan and Cui families."

Prince Gong: "I thought since Cui Yun is such an exceptional man, maybe he doesn’t want to marry the best girl as his wife. If both in a couple are excellent, maybe life together might also lack interest."

Duke: ...

Do these words even sound human?

Actually, Prince Gong himself wasn’t too confident in what he said.

His eyes flickered, seeming to think of something, gazing intently at the Duke.

"Your son Xie hasn’t been matched yet, has he?"

The Duke remained silent.

"Perhaps you could also consider my You’er?"

On one hand is Cui Yun, and on the other Xie Xun, it’s unlikely he would fail to secure at least one!!!

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The incident of Princess Le Jia’s disappearance stirred up a great commotion, unable to be concealed like the previous case with Wei Yingying.

This also led to widespread public anxiety.

People gathered in groups, discussing incessantly.

"The disappearance is definitely the fault of the post station! How could the Ministry of Justice be so negligent! If it leads to a war between countries, with and smoke all around, it would be the common people who suffer and are displaced!"

"The patrol of the officials up and down the post station is extremely strict. Where could the loophole be?"

"Who knows what those officials are doing! They just strut around proudly with swords on their belts."

In the residences of officials, the atmosphere also became tense and stagnant, a stark change from the relaxation post-Lantern Festival. They strictly forbade their women from going out, fearing they might be the next victims.

This led to First-tier Sky Restaurant being extremely deserted.

However, Shen Hua was fearless. She went there daily to dine. When delivering a golden money tree to Yifeng Hall, she generously sent one to First-tier Sky as well.

Because of this, the Shopkeeper of First-tier Sky beamed with joy upon seeing Shen Hua.

"We just received some fresh mountain delicacies, bamboo fungus today. It’s not much but I’ve reserved it all for you. It’s delicious and also helps moisten the lungs and relieve coughs. Please, take the private room upstairs."

Shen Hua, who had been coughing less severely recently but was overheard by the Shopkeeper the previous day.

Shen Hua nodded absent-mindedly.

She looked bewilderedly at the empty hall. Although there were few people a few days ago, there wasn’t not a single customer.

Perhaps her gaze was too straightforward, the shopkeeper quickly explained.

"Princess Le Jia is at the Canghua Building, and as soon as the news came out, everyone rushed over there."

"Disappeared for so many days, and yet she was found in a brothel. Young lady, tell me, what is this about!"

Speaking, he lowered his voice and said, "I heard there was a naked man with her. Not sure if it’s true or not."

Shen Hua abruptly stood straight up.

"Who found out?"

"Suddenly there was news, I don’t know who released it."

Shen Hua couldn’t believe her own ears.

For some reason, her subconscious believed this to be true.

It could only be true.

The person behind Buhuo, truly plays a ruthless hand. Calculating anything but, precisely aiming at the girl’s most important innocence.

It’s good that Princess Le Jia’s life is not in danger, but for Emperor He, she might as well have died.

The news of her title conferment has already spread, the Emperor should keep his promise, owing to this misfortune he should provide compensation.

Moreover, if this matter were discussed, the real victim is not the Imperial Family, but Le Jia.

Although she was also extravagant privately. But having come all the way here and suffered such ordeal, if despised due to this, how could Emperor He maintain his stance?

But if he insists on conferring the title, the Imperial Family would lose face.

Without another word Shen Hua turned and left.

Though it’s said that a dying person usually speaks well, Shen Hua clearly is not a good merchandise. She’s just an ordinary girl, the great matters of the state should be worried by those high officials who draw salaries.

Indeed, she also had a bit of a taste for gossip in her.

She climbed into the carriage.

"Go to the Canghua Building."

When Shen Hua arrived, the Canghua Building was surrounded inside and out by quite a crowd. Luckily, officials were keeping the road clear. The Canghua Building was also sealed off. She stood on the carriage, craning her neck to see.

"Is it really the princess? Has it been confirmed?"

"Not yet, but there’s no news from the envoy. However, the Ministry of Justice has been ordered to intervene; those officials are from the Ministry of Justice. The leader is, the second in command at the Ministry of Justice, Jiang Zhao."

Shen Hua felt a bit hungry, pulled out a white flour bun she had gotten from the kitchen of First-tier Sky Restaurant, and bit into it daintily.

"Who is Lord Jiang waiting for?"

"Who else could he be waiting for, it’s naturally Marquis Cui."

The crowd became restless.

The dry white bun was stuck in her throat. Shen Hua had difficulty swallowing. She struggled to chew, then saw Cui Yun, who dismounted his horse with graceful movements.

Cui Yun looked travel-worn, yet not disheveled.

Jiang Zhao quickly stepped forward to greet him.

"My lord."

Cui Yun stepped inside: "Let’s talk inside."

"Yes."

Suddenly, the man paused his steps, as if sensing something, and looked towards a certain direction. His cool gaze landed on Shen Hua.

The young lady was holding a bun larger than her face.

Really, wherever there’s commotion, there she is.

Cui Yun’s eyes deepened and no longer distracted, his figure quickly disappeared from Shen Hua’s view.

Shen Hua felt uncomfortable from that look.

She inexplicably turned her head to look at Yicui and asked seriously.

"Does he have a thing for me..."

Being an official is really busy, surely he hasn’t even had a meal.

Shen Hua paused.

"for my bun?"