Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 413: Messing with the Marriage Arrangements (3)

"..." Zhuifeng, confused, cautiously watched him, reaching for the hilt of his sword, squinting his eyes at Jueqing.

With a slap of his large palm, several black-clothed men appeared in the room, radiating a deadly aura, their eyes lifeless as they stared straight at Zhuifeng.

"What do you want to do?" Zhuifeng, sensing the aura of death from these men, looked at Jueqing with a growing sense of alarm.

"Knock him out and stuff him into a sack to take him out," Jueqing said with amusement, looking at Zhuifeng’s panicked face. Just a moment ago, he had threatened him with such bluster, and now he had caved so quickly.

"Why? It’s simple, I just want to send you out." He gestured to the death warriors to take him away, entrusting this task entirely to them.

Back at the table, he helped Grandfather and Grandmother up and sent them back to Songhe Garden, while his father stayed to watch the remarkable way the death warriors dispatched Zhuifeng. The Xuanyuan Liao Family matriarch shook her head at her husband; such a grown man, and still so fond of excitement, she thought, as she led her mother-in-law out from the back hall without a word.

Once the man had been sent away, his grandparents and parents called Jueqing into Songhe Garden, and the family tribunal began.

"Jueqing, when will you go to propose?" Grandmother spoke first, having longed for her granddaughter’s arrival day and night after receiving her letter. Finally, the granddaughter had returned, but unfortunately, the preparations for the betrothal gifts and the list had been delayed by Zhuifeng’s arrival. Now that the disagreeable man had been sent away, they could finally proceed with the proposal.

"Grandmother, how about tomorrow?" Jueqing asked tentatively, hoping to avoid the inevitable for at least one more day.

"What do you think?" Grandmother glanced at her grandson with a sidelong look, as if his petty thoughts were written all over his face, and frowned disapprovingly at him.

Jueqing turned to see that his grandfather, father, and mother were all silently sipping tea, knowing well that he couldn’t escape this time. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"I’ll set out now, striving to bring your granddaughter-in-law home as soon as possible." He sighed; sooner or later he would have to marry, so it was just as well. He stood up, ordered the guard in the courtyard to prepare, and left with the betrothal gifts to propose.

"Hahaha, that’s more like it, my grandson," Grandmother said, grinning from ear to ear, her frown nearly twisting into a flower.

Jueqing raised an eyebrow, feeling as if Grandmother’s words sounded more like scolding. Shaking his head, he decided not to care. Let her scold; once he brought the bride back, it would no longer be his concern.

Mounting the horse prepared by his grandfather and father and carrying the betrothal gifts from his grandmother and mother, he set off, heading north. Fortunately, the distance between the two Hidden Clans was not great, and he arrived after two days’ journey.

Ever since Beitang Qinmeng returned to the estate, she had been uneasy, both longing for Jueqing’s arrival and dreading it. Her eldest brother had told their father about Jueqing bullying her, and her father had vowed to cripple Jueqing’s legs. It didn’t seem like a joke by the look on her father’s face, which filled her with dread, so every day she sent out her personal servant girl to keep watch outside.

"Miss, Miss, they’re here! They’ve arrived in town and are now headed towards the estate," Bei Yuanzi reported, breathless with excitement.

Qinmeng sprang up upon hearing the news, gripping Bei Yuanzi’s arm excitedly, "Really? Ah, why didn’t you intercept him?"

"...I didn’t think that through. Do you want me to go back out?"

Beitang Xuan had just entered the side hall and overheard the conversation between master and servant, rolling his eyes in exasperation. It’s said that daughters are a handful to keep, and evidently, it’s true. She hadn’t even married yet and she was already siding with that man.

"No need, he’s already here. Father sent me to tell you to get ready and come to the front hall soon."

"Big brother, is Father really going to...?" Qinmeng was too anxious to think about getting dressed up, her heart in her throat.