My younger sister insisted on marrying me and made me the Marquis' wife.

Chapter 492 Self-deprecation
Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment and then understood.

She is a woman, so the poems she writes are more suitable for women's taste.

Qin Yuan considered and said, "Speaking of which, the temperament of this Nantang Master is a bit strange. My cousin happened to be favored by him. He taught him to write a few poems, but he refused to see anyone after that. He said that he couldn't see so many people in a year in previous years, which shows that he is a bit lonely."

In order to dissuade Princess Fuyun from meeting Master Nantang, Qin Yuan tried her best to make up her own rumors.

Princess Fuyun listened with longing at first, but later she hurried to defend Master Nantang.

"Third sister-in-law, you can't say that. Talented people usually have unique temperaments. Otherwise, how can they match his talent? He probably said that because it's hard to find a soulmate in the world, so he just lives alone."

Qin Yuan pretended to understand something and nodded, "So that's how it is. If the princess hadn't said so, I wouldn't have known."

Princess Fuyun called her the third sister-in-law, so she had to appreciate it.

Princess Fuyun was indeed even happier, and she said, "My third sister-in-law is the daughter of the Lord Jijiu. There are so many students who come to visit the Lord Jijiu. My third sister-in-law is used to seeing such talented people. How could she have known that there is such a person with extremely high talent and noble character who is willing to be a hermit in the mountains instead of coming out to show his talent to the world and become an official."

Qin Yuan's ears felt hot and his heart started beating fast, and he felt like sneezing.

Princess Fuyun continued, "Your cousin is really lucky. Not only was he able to meet Master Nantang, but he was also able to receive his guidance. Master Nantang said this, does that mean he is not going to see any guests this year?"

Qin Yuan followed suit and sighed.

"Speaking of which, my cousin is a bit lucky. He is now much better at writing poetry than before. What Master Nantang said... sounds like that's what he meant."

Princess Fuyun was extremely disappointed.

Qin Yuan couldn't bear it, so he quickly added, "I heard that this collection of poems about fireflies includes a lot of poems by Young Master Nantang. He likes to write poems, so they will definitely be circulated in the future."

Princess Fuyun sighed and said, "It can only be done this way. To be honest with you, Zhang Hanlin also praised the poems of Master Nantang, saying that with Master Nantang and Mr. Songshan as good examples, he didn't want to embarrass himself."

Most women would inevitably feel a little shy when someone mentions their unmarried husband, let alone taking the initiative to mention it in front of others.

Qin Yuan guessed that Princess Fu Yun's character was rather straightforward, and that she was really just trying to get close to him.

Besides, I'm afraid I don't have much objection to Zhang Hanlin.

Qin Yuan smiled and said, "Well, Zhang Hanlin is just being modest. Each poem has its own merits. We admire elegance, while men may prefer boldness and grandeur. Besides, Zhang Hanlin is a top scholar, so his essay must be better than that of Nantang Gongzi."

Princess Fuyun smiled and said, "What Third Sister-in-law said makes sense."

Qin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The two chatted for a while, and when they saw it was time for dinner, Princess Fuyun stood up and said goodbye.

Qin Yuan personally escorted her to the gate of the mansion. He saw that Princess Fuyun came today in a long carriage drawn by four horses. The carriage had a hood covered with emerald feathers and a gold top. The edge was inlaid with a circle of purple jade, and even the shaft was inlaid with gold and jade.

This is probably the most inconspicuous carriage in the princess's mansion, but anyone can tell that the people sitting inside are royal relatives.

Qin Yuan respectfully saw her off to the carriage and then returned home.

"We met two groups of guests this morning," Qin Yuan said lazily, "Where is the lunch?"

Mo Zhu said: "In Wutong Garden."

Qin Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "I was supposed to visit the old lady, but now I'm afraid it will be delayed until the afternoon. If someone else comes in the afternoon..."

After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Find a quick guard to ask if the meal is ready in the upper room. If not, I will go to the upper room to eat."

After a while, the guard who was asking for information came back and said, "The old lady saw me asking for information and said that she has rested well today and asked the masters to take care of their own things first. It will be Mid-Autumn Festival in a while, and she will have to go out and socialize. I am afraid she will be too busy, so don't worry about her."

Qin Yuan sighed: "Mom really has nothing to say about us."

This is not as simple as understanding the truth. Not to mention how difficult Lin's mother was in her previous life, just talking about what she saw and heard from her interactions with other women, she had only seen a mother-in-law like Old Madam Gu in her lifetime.

Just for Madam Gu's sake, she had to be nicer to Gu Jinghui.

Hongye also sighed: "Miss, your luck in marriage is amazing. It turns out that all the sufferings you have gone through before were because of this."

Cui Ming smiled and said, "Some people's lives just get sweeter and sweeter, while others' lives get more bitter."

After saying this, I couldn't help but think of Qin Wan.

The two looked at each other and tacitly agreed not to mention this person, and instead started talking about dishes and the like.

When they walked into the garden, they saw Gu Jinghui sitting on a chair in the garden with his horse and sword in his hands. Qin Yuan was surprised and walked over to him and asked, "Why is the Marquis here now?"

"This is also where I live, why am I not here?"

In the early autumn sunshine, Gu Jinghui's handsome face was like the finest porcelain, his eyebrows and eyes were gorgeous and lively, making people happy when they saw him.

Qin Yuan smiled and gently pushed him, saying angrily: "You clearly know that's not what I meant."

"what does that mean?"

Gu Jinghui sat up straight, patted his legs, and motioned for her to sit up.

Qin Yuan looked around and said angrily, "What are you doing? We are in the yard. What will it look like if someone sees us? Come in and talk to me."

Gu Jinghui lazily didn't want to move.

"Let me get some sun and sleep for a while."

Qin Yuan looked into his eyes.

There was no blood, nor any sign of fatigue.

Qin Yuan asked, "Didn't they say that one of Sixteen's eyebrows was burned off? Hongye even asked me for ointment."

Gu Jinghui curled his lips and said, “Look, Hongye is already feeling bad for Shiliu before she even gets married, but you, on the other hand, have you ever worried about me? Have you ever cared about me?”

Qin Yuan felt both amused and angry, and reached out to twist his ear.

Gu Jinghui lazily raised his eyelids, but did not try to hide, and let her do what she wanted.

The little hand pinched his ear, feeling soft and itchy, and his heart was swinging like a swing.

Having won a great victory last night, he wanted to share the joy with his close comrades, his good lady, and his little wife.

"I'm asking you, are you going to tell me or not?"

"Say, say, say, I'll say it."

Qin Yuan snorted and then put it down.

"You're smart, tell the truth."

The maids and old women beside them all looked up at the sky and the ground, as if they saw nothing, but they couldn't help but smile.

Gu Jinghui stood up suddenly, carried Qin Yuan on his shoulders, and strode onto the corridor bridge and into the main room accompanied by Qin Yuan's crisp laughter.

"Oh my god, it's like the brine is used to make tofu, one thing conquers another."

Hongye curled her lips at Cuiming.