Yan Que was also quite embarrassed, so he changed the subject. "Nephew, I wonder—if I commissioned a murder, would you take the job?"
Wang Yue raised an eyebrow. The only people powerful enough to make a patriarch like Yan Que hire an assassin were probably members of the imperial family.
Yan Ji was no longer calm. He said anxiously, "Brother, don't do anything reckless! Even if you won't think of me, your younger brother, you should at least think of Yujin and Yuqing!"
Yan Que knew he'd said too much. Wang Yue and the Yan family weren't formally related yet, after all. Some things were better left unsaid.
He waved a hand to calm his younger brother, then asked seriously, "Nephew, since you like my niece Yuqing too, when do you plan to come formally ask for her hand?"
Seeing their expectant expressions, Wang Yue replied helplessly, "To be honest, I don't have any elders left. In the Capital City, I only have two close friends: Yujin and Jingrui.
"Perhaps I could ask Jingrui tomorrow whether Princess Liyang might be willing to help arrange the match?"
Yan Que had wanted to refuse when Wang Yue mentioned Jingrui, but when he heard that Wang Yue wanted to ask the princess to speak on his behalf, he hesitated, then nodded in agreement.
Once that matter was settled, Yan Que began testing Wang Yue, hoping to find out whether he had any abilities beyond killing.
But the test revealed that Wang Yue's knowledge was as vast as the sea. Before long, Yan Que was the one asking him questions.
Later, Yan Ji had the servants prepare food and wine. The three talked late into the night, finally parting when they were all slightly tipsy.
As soon as Wang Yue returned to his residence,