"Ahem, uncle, that... should we talk?"

"Well, go home. Talk carefully, talk in depth."

Go home and lie on the bed and let the little things talk.

——Some black wolf thinks so.

Nalan Xin'er blushed: "Ahem, uncle, what I said to talk about is actually..."

Talk about why he suddenly came to the coming-of-age ceremony, and the important thing he was going to do. Isn't it done?

Talk about when he found his grandma, how to convince the grandma whose family interests are above all else, and promised this marriage?

Talk about what he did for her just now, is it charity? mercy? Or is there something-an attempt?

She is not stupid and knows the truth that "everything has a price".

So, what does he need her to pay for it?

Don't tell her, you want beauty and color to pay back!

Quit!

Resolutely don't do it.

She wrapped her arms around her chest unconsciously, and looked at Dongfang Yunhe vigilantly.

Dongfang Yunhe noticed that this little guy was suddenly on guard, and the corners of his lips twitched, and said lightly: "You think too much, we go home, just to observe the imperial wedding ceremony. Otherwise, tonight's distinguished guest and your parents' concubine, must I suspect that we were just doing a show just now, fooling them. Could it be that you hope to be exposed soon?"

In one word.

Sure enough, Nalan Xin'er's face changed, she bit her lip, and muttered: "No, uncle, just do a full set of the show. You can't give up halfway."

She knew that there was a custom in the upper-class society of the empire. On the day when men and women were officially engaged, they could perform a ceremony called "trial marriage."

The so-called trial marriage, in layman's terms, is to roll a bed sheet and try to see if the other party will work. Don't marry home (get out) and find that the other party feels cold (no ~ lift).

In fact, this ceremony is quite scientific in a sense.

Try before marriage ~ Love, although a bit bold, is better than getting married and getting divorced.

Therefore, although the empire’s folk customs are relatively conservative, the upper-class society is quite open on this point, and supports men and women to get a good run-in during the period after engagement and before marriage.

Seeing Nalan Xin'er showing an anxious expression, Dongfang Yunhe was secretly smiling, but his face was still solemn and calm, and he deliberately said: "Forget it. You, a little girl, must not dare to have peace. I did. Don't regret it when you go halfway."

"Who dare not? Sister will not regret it!" Nalan Xiner was not convinced.

Uncle can still eat her?

She is not afraid.

Dongfang Yunhe curled his lips and narrowed his eyes: "Well, let's go."

The clean and slender palm stretched out in front of her, with a graceful and dignified posture, it was an extremely magnetic invitation.

Nalan Xiner thought for a while. The goal of making a perfect appearance at the banquet tonight and crushing Lan Zhirou has been achieved. It is useless to stay longer, and facing the two fake faces of Lan Zhi and Lin Meiqing not far away, it is also troublesome. heart.

Good to go!

As soon as the thought settled, she stood up lightly, holding the skirt with one hand and resting the other on his palm: "Go."

Lan Zijun was talking about business with several business partners, but saw Nalan Xiner and Dongfang Yunhe hand in hand to leave.

He now feels that Mr. Dongfang may be a big fish, and he hopes that his daughter can hold his tongue and wave his hand.

He also understands this "trial marriage" etiquette.

Seeing him so casually, Nalan Xiner agreed to the two to leave first, and couldn't help sneering in her heart: I'm afraid there is no such cold-blooded father in the world, right? Your daughter is going to spend the night with another man, even if it is your fiancé, don't you think about it carefully?

However, she had been disappointed countless times, and Nalan Xin'er had seen Lan Zijun thoroughly, and this disappointment was only a fleeting moment.

Before going out, she met Uncle Mu, and she blinked and thanked Uncle Mu.

Uncle Mu whispered to her: "Even though Mr. Dongfang has a mysterious origin, he is indeed the old lady I met at the airport tonight. The title deed was also brought by the old lady herself. Although I did not listen to their secret conversations, I believe him. There must be enough reasons to persuade the old man to make a marriage appointment, and his family background is at least innocent. Please rest assured, Miss."

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