Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

After leaving the Anyuan Marquis's residence and getting on the carriage, Bai Shao looked around to see that no one was following her. She then grabbed Anan's arm and said anxiously, "What should we do? Miss! Should we write a letter to the son-in-law as soon as possible? The Fourth Master is about to be eaten by those people in the capital!"

Anan glanced at Chu Qing, who was huddled in the corner with his hands on his knees, and smiled faintly, "It's okay. Although Brother Yuan is not as resourceful and skilled in martial arts as my husband, he is also a real man who has been on the battlefield. He can see through these little tricks clearly."

Chu Qing felt lost, and when he heard Anan say that, he secretly stroked his chest, bit his lip, and said nothing.

Bai Shao thought for a moment and said, "Even if Brother Yuan knows what those people are doing, if Marquis Anyuan comes forward and asks His Majesty for a marriage, there is no guarantee that the seventh daughter of the Wei family will not marry into the Hong family soon."

She looked at Anan deeply and whispered, "Miss, don't forget that this marriage between you and your uncle was made possible by the request of the Earl of Anyuan before the Emperor."

"Mrs. Ge and Hong Cu are now in a state of disarray. They rushed to me to discuss this matter, which is equivalent to telling me one thing." Anan laughed and took a sip of tea.

"What's the matter?" Bai Shao was puzzled, and even Chu Qing, who had been silent, looked over.

"Mr. Anyuan is unwilling to show up." Anan didn't care and just smiled.

This was not surprising. An Yuanbo was a smooth person. If only one or two wealthy families in the capital had come forward, he could have chosen one or two from them, which could have been considered a favor. But now, Hong Yuan seemed to have disturbed the nest of girls in the rich circle of the capital. Everyone was vying for them. He would definitely not offend the entire forest for a big tree.

Even if that big tree is as tall as the Right Prime Minister's and is strong enough to support the sky.

Anan grinned, stopped talking, and just looked at Chu Qing deeply.

Chu Qing's lips were about to bleed, but she never spoke. What she cared about was not what happened today, but Anan mentioned before that Hong Yuan was already engaged. She really wanted to ask, who was the girl from and what kind of person was she?

However, she was only able to work as the accountant of the Hong family because of Anan's pity. What qualifications did she have to ask such questions?

Overstepping one's duty is the most inappropriate thought a slave should have.

She endured it all the way, and when she returned home, she didn't dare to see Anan as if she was running away, and just sneaked back to the accounting office.

Anan had seen her run away long ago, but he pretended not to see her and went back to the house. Bai Shao sighed softly and said, "Miss, although you are good at judging people, don't forget one thing. They are both sons. If An Yuanbo can ask for a marriage for the son-in-law, he can naturally ask for a marriage for the Fourth Master! You'd better be careful. After all, this is the Fourth Master's lifelong happiness! Don't be careless."

"Go and tell Qingqing that I'll be in the hall tomorrow morning at 1:00 a.m., so ask her to come over early." Anan went back to the house without looking back.

Bai Shao was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, but Jing Mo, who had been silent all this time, said helplessly: "Sister, you are becoming more and more like Aunt Su!"

The next day, when Anan arrived at the flower hall, he saw Chu Qing waiting there. She was not dressed up, but simply tied her hair into a bun, without any makeup on her face, and her clothes were clean and fresh. Anan yawned, looked at the two big dark circles under her eyes, and smiled: "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

How could Chu Qing dare to say that he didn't sleep last night? He just smiled deeply and nodded, "It's a bit cold."

Following Hong Yuan, she had to sleep in the open air and it was common for her to sleep on the ground on the battlefield. How could this little bit of cold make this girl feel cold?