When Mingzhe saw An Yingrong, he slowed down the bamboo fan he was shaking by half a beat and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is this the wife of that boy Wang Ming?"

How can this look be as scary as the rumors say?

I'm afraid he didn't do it himself and then blamed the woman.

Tsk, so shameless.

"This is..." An Yingrong looked towards Mingzhe.

Chen Chenyu introduced her, "This is Lord Mingzheming."

"Mingzhe?" An Yingrong was surprised. It turned out that this child prodigy was as famous as her husband. He seemed to be younger than her husband.

"Hello, Madam Sister-in-law." Mingzhe put away his bamboo fan and cupped his hands, "Wang Ming, this boy is so handsome and blessed."

An Yingrong lowered her head in embarrassment.

In the past, she had heard others say that Wang Ming was in trouble for eight lifetimes for marrying her. This was the first time that he praised her like this.

"I heard that he started painting again recently?"

"Yes, my husband is back on his feet now." At the mention of this, An Yingrong couldn't hide her pride in her eyes.

"Wow, the sun really came out to the west." Mingzhe clicked his tongue in surprise.

An Yingrong frowned and was about to explain when Chi Qinghuan on the side moved away impatiently and said, "It's boring. I, the princess, will go over first."

"Qing Huan..."

"What?" Chi Qinghuan paused and snorted coldly.

"I want to say that you went the wrong way, this way." Chen Chenyu raised his hand and pointed.

"Shen Chenyu!" Chi Qinghuan stomped his feet angrily and turned back, "I don't care, just take me there."

She said and pulled Chen Chenyu away.

An Yingrong saw this scene and hurriedly followed, "Chen Yu, wait for me."

Chi Qinghuan immediately stepped forward and glared at her, "Hey, don't think that just because you helped Chen Yu once, this princess will accept you."

An Yingrong's expression froze, and she subconsciously bit the corner of her mouth.

"Humph, I don't want to play with idiots. Let's talk about it when you open your eyes."

An Yingrong immediately apologized, "I have offended many times in the past. I hope Princess Qinghe can forgive me."

"Qing Huan always has a sharp mouth. She just talks. What are you afraid of?" Shen Chenyu said and couldn't help pouting, "Every time you see her, you are like a mouse meeting a cat. She is as timid as a little sheep. Yes, you yelled at me when you saw me, that’s called arrogance. Tsk, tsk, you really bully the weak and fear the strong.”

An Yingrong blushed in embarrassment.

"Who makes you easy to bully?" Chi Qinghuan snorted, "I have been protecting you, but you are better off colluding with the enemy. Isn't this a slap in my face?"

Shen Chenyu winked at An Yingrong, and An Yingrong apologized again. Chi Qinghuan proudly hugged her chest. Although she had a stinky face, she did not embarrass An Yingrong anymore.

"Okay, okay, it's getting late, let's go there quickly."

When they arrived at the outer courtyard, the guests had already taken their seats, and Shen Zhiyuan also came from the Songzhu Courtyard.

At this time, he was only wearing a single robe, and his dark hair was tied at the top with a wooden hairpin. It was obviously an extremely simple outfit, but it could not hide the elegance of his body.

He stood there, like a pine-shaped crane, with a tall and straight posture that made people unable to take their eyes away.

Many ladies couldn't help but blush and their hearts beat when they saw this scene.

"Young Master Shen is truly a tree in the wind."

"Mr. Shen is the brother of Second Miss Shen. Second Miss Shen is as beautiful as a fairy. Naturally, her brother is no less beautiful."

"With such talent and beauty, I don't know what kind of girl can catch his eye."

In the midst of everyone's discussion, the auspicious moment came quietly.

Chen Chenyu ordered his servants to set up the incense table and light the incense burner.

After that, the majestic and solemn Duke of Qin spoke loudly: "The auspicious time has come, and the crowning ceremony begins!"

Shen Zhiyuan stepped forward under the attention of everyone.

At the other end of the steps, an elegant old man with gray hair on his temples also walked slowly with the help of a servant.
Chapter completed!