Hu Yingjun was a little confused. Why did he lose sight at the beginning and fell in love with Du Luoer?

Du Wan'er is so good, and she is so good to him at the beginning.

If he hadn't been involved with Du Luo'er at the beginning, then he would probably have married Du Wan'er now, and there was a marquis who was his father-in-law, and he could still take the imperial examinations. The most important thing is that this paradise is his.

But now it is impossible.

Nothing is possible.

On July 7, 2018, Jinghe, many people in the capital and surrounding areas saw Zhao Yan’s sincerity towards Du Wan'er.

Except for the few, most of them are blessed.

Some of them don’t know Du Wan’er, but they know Zhao Yan.

The war god prince who had been fighting abroad for Dayan for many years was finally able to marry a wife.

...

The banquet in the Great Yan Tower lasted for a long time, and the guests did not leave one after another until the hour of Hai.

An unprecedented banquet made these people who came to attend have a vague expectation in their hearts, especially those unmarried girls.

They hope that in the future, their lovers can propose to themselves like His Highness Yan and hold such a grand proposal banquet for themselves.

On the carriage when they returned, Zhao Yan and Du Wan'er were in the same car, and only the two of them were sitting in the same car.

"Ayan, you have destroyed so many flowers. Did you see Grandpa Qian's face just now?"

The two sat opposite each other, and Du Wan'er took the lead in breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

Zhao Yan stared at Du Wan'er without blinking and said with a smile: "Wan'er, do you like it?"

"I like it, but..."

"As long as you like it, it's not my business."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

"Wan'er, have you figured out how to arrange the wedding house? I'll ask Mr. Zhao to give you a topographic map of the Yanwang Mansion tomorrow morning. See if you want to change it?"

After a while, Zhao Yan said.

"good."

Du Wan'er nodded.

After experiencing the evening proposal banquet, Du Wan'er felt that she had nothing to say, but she felt that she wanted to say too much.

"Do you think this is small?"

Zhao Yan looked at Du Wan'er's right hand, frowned slightly, and asked.

"Um?"

Du Wan'er raised her hand as he looked.

"Small?"

Du Wan'er was a little surprised.

How could she feel that it was such a big pigeon egg?

She has now inspired a wealthy person, and this is a shiny jewel, how could it be small?

It was only then that she realized that there was such a treasure in the fog in her space.

"Well, Dead Fish said, it can be even bigger. But it's too big. I think it may be a hindrance to wear it, so I only let Erlangzi make it such a bigger one."

Zhao Yan nodded and said.

Du Wan'er pulled her mouth.

No matter how big it is, it is really an egg.

It really makes her gossip when she does things.

"It's not small, it's just right. Ayan, you don't know. Maybe Xiaoli didn't finish talking to you. When this man and woman get married, not only the woman has to wear a ring, but the man has to wear it. When I have time one day, I will go to the fog and find one. I will make a ring for you by myself. Give me your hand."

Du Wan'er said as she asked Zhao Yan to stretch out her hand.

Zhao Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand, Du Wan'er pulled it over, held it, then closed her eyes and felt it, seeing how large Zhao Yan's finger was.
Chapter completed!