A marriage proposal was a happy occasion, but if two families came to propose at the same time, it became a bad thing.
Just as uninvited guests were often unwelcome ones, such as the Duke of Lu, Zhuo Rusui, and Gu Qing.
Under these circumstances, the proposal proceedings could only end hastily. The guests were ushered out of the chancellor's residence, and even the Duke of Zhan and his heir apparent left in humiliation.
Zhuo Rusui had made himself very clear: since One-Thatch Studio had already rejected this marriage, what were they still doing here?
Watching the fun?
Was the Green Mountain Sect putting on a monkey show?
Did they want to die?
Well?
Bai Qianjun stayed, however. No matter how Zhuo Rusui mocked and sneered, he kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, sitting in his chair without budging. No one could do anything about him.
As the Duke of Lu's biological son and Chancellor Cen's youngest son-in-law, Lu Ming was duty-bound to take on the responsibility of pouring tea.
The tea made a cool, clear sound as it flowed into the bowls, making the study seem even quieter.
At that moment, no one in the entire chancellor's residence dared make a sound. A tense atmosphere pervaded the place.
Like Bai Qianjun, everyone wanted to know what Jing Jiu was discussing with Bu Qiuxiao, and anxiously awaited the outcome of their conversation.
Gu Qing took a teacup, thanked Lu Ming, and walked to the window with it cupped in his hands, looking into the distance.
He did not know where in the distance, because he did not know where his master had arranged to speak with Studio Master Bu Qiuxiao.
Only now did he learn that his master had an appointment with Bu Qiuxiao.