After hearing what he said, Ye Zhaoyan was stunned.

Ji Sinian's words actually coincided with her ideas. However, she did not find a trustworthy partner, and she never thought that this candidate would be Ji Sinian.

He didn't need to flow into this muddy water.

"My mother and I have discussed it, and she agrees with this matter. In order to reassure you, I can keep her in Ye Mansion before leaving." Ji Sinian added, as if afraid that she would not believe it, "I will take her back to Jiangnan after you leave with me."

In order to reassure her, he was even willing to leave Mrs. Liu in Ye's mansion. Such solemnity and sincerity are very important.

Ye Zhaoyan has not made any noise for a long time.

This proposal seemed to be a good idea, but after thinking about it carefully, it involved Ji Sinian and Mrs. Liu in the crisis, and the Ji family in Jiangnan would also bring risks affected by disputes.

Ye Zhaoyan never thought of hindering others.

Although she was kind to the mother and son, she would not have lost so much.

"I...I haven't thought about it yet." Ye Zhaoyan gritted his teeth and did not immediately say anything to refuse, "Let me think about it for a while."

"This is the best way," Ji Sinian felt relieved when he saw her hesitating, "Besides, no one else is suitable for me."

The woman who escaped from marriage in her red wedding dress was always in his heart.

If he had thought more about her at the beginning, he might not have had any rebellion or missed later.

After all, he owes her and is destined to repay it.

Even if this is a fool of a fake marriage, it is his wish.

It's as sweet as you can.

Ye Zhaoyan was silent for a long time, but he did not refuse to say it - she knew that if the situation did not develop well, it might become the only way out.

Her silence fell in Ji Si Nian's eyes, as if she had agreed. There was a light flashing in his eyes, and his tone became gentler: "Don't worry, I don't mean to force you. You should think about this matter slowly and tell me the result after you figure it out."

Ji Sinian stood up, took off his cloak, and walked out lightly.

After he left, Ye Zhaoyan sat on the chair for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

The room had returned to quiet, and only a few drops of cold liquid were left on the chair opposite, indicating that someone had just arrived.

She sighed, reached out and picked up the cup on the table, drank the cold tea inside, and her excitement finally recovered a little calmer.

The current dilemma was something she had never expected. Even if she came with memories of her previous life, those people were not ordinary people who were waiting to die.

Even so, she never expected others to help, or even sacrificed her own interests to fulfill her purpose of protecting the Ye clan. After all, she was born in troubled times and was not harming others for self-interest, so how could she ask the other party to sacrifice herself for others?

"Miss," a voice came from the yard, as if a little anxious.

Ye Zhaoyan stood up and saw Zhuyu walking hurriedly with an umbrella, as if she was holding something in her hand.

Soon, a letter was presented to her, "It seemed to be sent by Mr. Zhuo's escort. He walked very fast in a hat, but I didn't see my face clearly."

Ye Zhaoyan opened the letter and the familiar handwriting came into his eyes: Lian Luo entered the mansion, but what happened?

It was Zhuo Yibai's letter, and the person who sent the letter should be Wei Yu.

Lian Luo entered the palace of Prince Zhuo and did not escape his eyes. However, he did not mention the letter, and thought he did not know what Lian Luo was doing.

Ye Zhaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was a little sour.

He still cared about her as much as before, even though they were no longer as before, he still wanted to protect her.

Such simplicity made her unable to help but think of the man she encountered in her previous life. She had never received such treatment - without calculating and without asking for anything in return.

In this life, not only did she not tripped by Xue Yinxian again, but she even touched something that she didn't dare to hope for in her previous life.

But it is out of reach.

Ye Zhaoyan closed his eyes, and a thought became clearer and clearer.

"Miss...Miss?" Seeing that Ye Zhaoyan had not come back to his senses for a long time, Zhuyu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the letter and forced a smile: "Nothing is a little bit of a matter."

She folded the letters, stuffed them back into the envelope, and put them into the candlelight beside her.

The faint candlelight gradually lit up, and as the letter paper turned into ashes, it dimmed again.

The sound of rain outside is still the same, and the rainy night adds a little cooler.

......

As the autumn hunting period approaches, Jindu’s carriages drove into the city gate one after another and headed to the west suburbs.

The carriage in Ye's mansion did not take a shortcut, nor did it wait for the carriage in the Prince Qing's mansion like an invitation, but instead took a detour to the fork that the Prince Zhuo Mansion must pass.

Sure enough, half an hour later, a carriage with the emblem of the Zhuowang Mansion was parked by the roadside. When the carriage of the Ye Mansion approached, the dark black carriage slowly moved away, and the carriage of the Ye Mansion followed closely behind.

Seeing that things went well, Ye Zhaoyan felt a sense of fatigue in his heart. He closed his eyes slightly and sat in the carriage for a nap.

The horse's hooves shattered the morning mist. With the slight sound of the shaft rolling, the carriage passed through an alley, turned a corner, and drove towards a bamboo forest.

When he entered the bamboo forest, the carriage was a little bumpy. Ye Zhaoyan was not asleep at first. At this moment, he heard a voice coming from outside the car window: "Miss Ye, we young master have a few words to say, I wonder if it is convenient?"

Ye Zhaoyan opened his eyes and nodded at Zhuyu, "You go down."

A handsome young man wearing a moon-white brocade robe lifted the curtain and came in.

Ye Zhaoyan glanced at him lightly.

The young man has a elegant face, his phoenix eyes flowing, as if there is a flash of light, his skin is as bright as jade, and he looks particularly outstanding.

The man saw Ye Zhaoyan staring at him with scrutiny, and faced her gaze without fear, and said calmly: "Come uninvited, Miss Ye is abrupt, I'm really sorry."

"Young Master Zhuo is polite. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it."

Zhuo Mingxuan looked at Ye Zhaoyan with a smile, and a trace of exploration was revealed on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Since you know my thoughts on the marriage between Nanyue, why did you choose me to do this? Isn't the Zhuo Palace the more intentional one?"

He was implying Zhuo Yibai.

Ye Zhaoyan shook his head, "The status of others is naturally not as good as that of the second young master Zhuo."

Zhuo Mingxuan was obviously not moved by this kind of concise statement. "If Miss Ye is willing, I can entrust my third brother to help with this matter, and I believe he will not refuse."

Ye Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows and said an unexpected answer to the other party: "With the status of the second son Zhuo, once the marriage between Nanyue is completed, even if everyone has any speculations about you and me, it will only increase the topic of conversation after dinner." She paused and changed the subject, "But if it was changed to an individual, it might not be possible. Although the Ye family is not a royal family, in terms of status, except for the daughter of the royal family, there are probably few daughters in Jindu who can surpass the legitimate daughters of the Ye clan."

Ye Zhaoyan's tone was calm, but he also had a kind of conceit and pride that he was determined to win.

Zhuo Mingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her carefully, and then said, "What do you mean..."

Ye Zhaoyan smiled pursed his lips, but his smile didn't reach his eyes: "Because the Zhuo Prince's Mansion has no chance to inherit the title, he is also a person with doubts in his identity. If he faces the Ye family's legitimate daughter, he will be afraid that the fake drama will come true."

Zhuo Mingxuan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile: "Ms. Ye is really far-sighted, unlike an ordinary lady, who is narrow-minded. But after saying this, Miss Ye has no intention of the people in Zhuo Prince's Mansion?"

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The internet was cut off this afternoon, but fortunately I wrote it in advance and it was almost impossible to modify it.
Chapter completed!