Marry Me

At the Zhiming Marquisate, the Martial Marquis's return stirred the winds and clouds of the imperial city. Civil and military officials alike dared not be careless, and one after another, they came bearing calling cards.

In the front hall, Ning Chen swept his gaze over the stack of calling cards, then looked at the steward and said, "Tell those who delivered them that Zhiming has relinquished the position of Martial Marquis and will not be returning. Tell them not to waste their thoughts here. They should do whatever they ought to do."

"Yes."

The steward answered respectfully and turned to withdraw.

In the room beside the front hall, Ruoxi poured tea and dropped an extremely small black pill into it. Then she called Yu Lian over and said softly, "Little Lian, bring this tea to the young master."

Yu Lian watched the black pill vanish into the tea, unease filling her heart. "Sister Ruoxi, what did you put in it?"

"Don't ask. Go on," Ruoxi said with a smile.

"But..."

Yu Lian did not dare reach for it and took two steps back.

"I won't harm the young master."

Ruoxi sighed helplessly and could only carry the tea herself toward the adjoining room.

In the front hall, Ning Chen saw the two maidservants approaching one after the other. A faint smile appeared on his face. "You've both been busy for half the day. Rest for a while."

"No need, this servant is not tired. Please have some tea, young master," Ruoxi said with a light smile as she presented the cup.

Ning Chen took the tea and was just about to drink when he heard an urgent cry.

"Marquis, there's something in the tea! You can't drink it!" Yu Lian could not hold back any longer and called out anxiously.