With Li Yunsang’s removal of the firewood from the cauldron, he finally stabilized the elders of the clan for the time being.
Mrs. Wang ordered people to load the tribute of Na Zheng that had been prepared long ago and took Li Yunsang to the Li family.
“Today?”
Shen and Li Kui were unbelievable, and looked at Mrs. Wang without saying anything for a long time.
Especially Li Kui, after being surprised, he felt a little displeasure and his face became slightly gloomy.
“I know this is indeed hasty. But now, Ci’er’s life and death are uncertain, and the family really needs someone to stand up.” Mrs. Wang almost begged and promised to Li Kui and Shen, “As long as Sang’er marrys, regardless of whether Ci’er is alive or dead, the child she recognizes must be the future Marquis of Pingxi of the Xie family. If that child is unfilial, the sixth girl will also have the power to decree and establish a new title!”
Mrs. Wang’s words were not only Shen and Li Kui, but also Li Yunsang were a little surprised.
This old lady handed over half of the Pingxi Marquis Mansion to Li Yunsang.
Let her skip the stage of bride and directly enjoy the same rights as herself.
Li Kui looked at Mrs. Wang, then looked at Li Yunsang, who was silent all the time. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: “Old Madam, although Sang’er originally wanted to give you home, I still want to say something to Sister Sang alone. After I finished speaking, it would be a word, just one sentence, what?”
Old Madam Wang was also a decisive person, and immediately said: “Mr. Li will do it.”
Mrs. Shen was swaying, watching Li Kui take Li Yunsang out, got up and wanted to say something, a faint displeasure flashed in her eyes.
Li Kui skipped his own opinion and planned to decide alone?
However, Li Yunsang couldn’t take care of Shen’s face and followed Li Kui to the study in a daze.
In the study, Li Kui turned his back to Li Yunsang, looking at the celadon vase on the ancient shelf, and said nothing for a long time.
For some reason, Li Yunsang was quite nervous.
“Sang’er.”
Li Kui spoke, unlike the past tense and less indifferent, and his tone was like a real father: “I think you went to the Marquis’ Mansion last night, and the old lady mentioned it to you. I thought for my father that if you disagree, you might have returned home long ago.”
Li Yunsang knew that Li Kui’s scheming must have thought of this level, so he didn’t hide it, and just nodded, “Father is wise.”
“Do you like thank you so much?”
Li Kui’s tone was real confusion.
Li Yunsang was rarely moved by this attitude, but he still replied seriously: “It’s not like this father, daughter, have other plans.”
“What plans?”The words seemed to anger Li Kui, “What kind of plan can make you sacrifice your life?
If Xie Ci comes back, everyone will be happy; but what if he can’t come back? Do you want to be a widow for the rest of your life?”
Li Yunsang was a little annoyed by his uncertain mood, and he also turned cold for a moment: “Father, what do you want to say to your daughter now? Are you trying to say that he can’t bear to be a widow and persuade her to not do this?”
As she said, she couldn’t help laughing: “You are right. Once Xie Ci can’t come back, her daughter will be buried in the Pingxi Marquis’ Mansion for this life. But if her daughter doesn’t marry, the same is true for her father. When the prince returns, everyone is happy. If the prince doesn’t come back, her daughter holds the reputation of a fiancé and guards the family and looks at the little ones. Can she marry a good family?”
Li Yunsang withdrew her cold eyes and looked at the green jade pen on the table sarcastically: “Or, will the father choose a good marriage for his daughter and let her daughter live the second half of her life safely and happily?”