Chapter 125 Ecstasy Soup

Dingyuan Hou's cloudy eyes moved: "Are you ordering me to do something?"

The attendant was slightly shocked: "This subordinate deserves death!"

Dingyuan Hou turned around and said coldly: "Send my vegetarian meal to the room, and leave someone here to wait for the princess. When she finishes her dinner, ask her to come see me."

The attendant responded: "Yes!"

Marquis Dingyuan turned and walked into the rain.

Ye Wanqing had just put down her bowl and chopsticks when a maid in green came over and saluted: "Princess, my Dingyuan Marquis wants to invite you to have a cup of tea."

Ye Hongwei asked with a straight face: "Did your Dingyuan Marquis say what he wanted to see Qing'er for? It's almost dark, can't we meet tomorrow?"

The maid said stubbornly: "I don't know..."

Ye Hongwei stood up: "Qing'er, I'll take you there."

As night fell, a drizzle began to fall.

The wooden door of Marquis Dingyuan's courtyard was wide open, and servants were standing at the door holding oil-paper umbrellas and lanterns to greet them respectfully.

Raindrops from the eaves fell onto the lanterns, making the paper transparent.

The attendant raised his sleeves to protect the lanterns, looked up and saw a group of people coming from the rain, and hurried forward: "My Lord, Princess, my Lord has been waiting for you for a long time. The Lord wants to talk to the Princess alone, please follow me to the side room for tea first."

Ye Hongwei looked at Ye Wanqing and said, "Go ahead."

Ye Wanqing nodded.

The maid led her through the courtyard and came to a quiet and elegant shelter.

There was a dim candlelight in the pavilion. A small stove for making tea was placed on the stone table. The tea was boiling. The elderly Marquis Dingyuan was sitting in front of the stove, lifting the handle of the teapot with trembling hands.

I tried several times but failed.

Ye Wanqing bowed and said, "Junior greets Marquis Dingyuan."

"Ah."

Marquis Dingyuan made a sound through his nose, his hands still trembling as he tried to pick up the teapot.

Ye Wanqing stood where she was.

It seemed that Marquis Dingyuan was having a fight with the teapot. He threw his crutches aside, grasped the handle of the teapot with his withered fingers, and lifted it up.

"Bang!"

The handle slipped away and the teapot fell back onto the stove.

The splashing water fell on the red-hot charcoal, stirring up a puff of white smoke. The charcoal ash was blown up by the wind, forming a thin layer of ash on the stone table.

Marquis Dingyuan frowned.

Seeing this, Ye Wanqing took the initiative to speak: "My Lord, let the younger generation come."

She wrapped the handle of the tea stove with a handkerchief, poured two cups of tea, handed one to Marquis Dingyuan, and placed the other cup next to herself.

Dingyuan Hou lifted his loose eyelids and looked at her with cloudy eyes: "Please sit down."

Ye Wanqing sat down calmly.

Marquis Dingyuan looked at her, and suddenly picked up the teacup at hand, and poured the boiling hot tea he had just poured down the stone steps in front of her.

The tender green leaves on the stone steps stretched out in the rain, but were instantly burned to a ripe green color, drooping softly and gradually withering. Ye Wanqing slightly widened her eyes and frowned in confusion: "What does the Marquis mean by this?"

Dingyuan Hou's cloudy eyes fell on her face, and his gray beard moved slightly: "This cup of tea from the princess should have been presented to me together with Ji Lian in Dingyuan Hou's mansion.

Since the princess is going to marry someone else, it is not my turn to drink this tea. So, I might as well feed it to the living beings here."

Ye Wanqing hadn't seen such a rude person for a long time.

Especially since this man was a marquis from a centuries-old family.

Ye Wanqing looked at the old face of Marquis Dingyuan and said, "My Lord, you are joking. I just poured you a cup of ordinary tea because I saw that you are not able to move. Even if you don't want to drink it, you shouldn't pour boiling water on plants."

"It's just a plant. Even wildfires can't burn it all. How can it be killed by a cup of hot tea?" Dingyuan Hou said without any expression: "If it really has a spirit, it will only respect me as the benefactor who helped it to survive this disaster."

Ye Wanqing frowned.

She has always known that Marquis Dingyuan is an arrogant and conceited man.

Born into a century-old family, he was protected by his father when he was young, inherited a title in middle age, and had a son who was famous all over the world when he was older.

He has the capital to be arrogant and conceited.

However, this behavior has increased dramatically as he has grown older, which is really unpleasant.

Dingyuan Hou stretched out his hand tremblingly, picked up the teapot and poured himself another glass of water, then said: "With the princess's intelligence, I think you have guessed why I asked you to come?"

Ye Wanqing said calmly: "I don't know, please tell me frankly, sir."

Dingyuan Hou stared at her with his cloudy eyes and drank his tea slowly: "I have nothing else to do, I just want you to stay away from Ji Lian."

Ye Wanqing looked back at Marquis Dingyuan and said, "My Lord, you misunderstood. I have never thought of getting close to Master Lu. This morning, it was Master Lu who forcibly took me away from the morning class."

"Is that so?" Dingyuan Hou raised his chin slightly, his eyelids slightly closed, "My princess, do you know that Ji Lian actually argued with me as a father for you, and even gave up his future?"

This is not something Lu Jilian would do.

Ye Wanqing's eyes moved slightly: "I am not familiar with Master Lu, so I don't know what he wants to do."

Upon hearing this, Marquis Dingyuan continued, "I don't know what kind of magic potion the princess has given Ji Lian, but I have a few words to warn the princess. The Western Wei Dynasty has been established for hundreds of years, and there have been countless civil and military officials who have made great achievements. Ji Lian is a rare talent in a century. In the near future, he will not only become the head of the glorious Lu family, but also the backbone of the Western Wei court. Since the princess is going to marry someone else, she should not provoke Ji Lian."

provoke?

It was the first time that Ye Wanqing heard someone use this word to describe her.

Really ridiculous!
She looked at the old and arrogant Marquis Dingyuan and said calmly, "I understand your wish for your son to be successful. But you said something wrong. I have never provoked Master Lu, and I have never fed him any magic potion.

All along, it has been Master Lu who has been pestering me unilaterally, and I have always rejected him outright. If you are worried, you should go and persuade Master Lu. Going to me will not have any effect at all."

"The princess is really eloquent." Dingyuan Hou's expression turned cold: "If he had listened to my advice, would I still look for you? Do you know that he has been kneeling in the rain for a whole day for you?"

The candlelight reflected in Ye Wanqing's eyes, making them slightly cold. She asked, "So, what does the Marquis need me to do? To persuade him to apologize to you? Or to humiliate him so that he will hate me and devote himself to the great cause of the glory of the Lu family? You are his father, and you can't persuade him. Why do you think I can? If I persuade him at this time, don't you worry that Master Lu's obsession with me will increase a little bit?"

“You…” Marquis Dingyuan’s chest rose and fell, and he slapped the stone table. “Last year at Huixian Mountain Palace, I realized that you are not as dignified as the rumors say! I don’t know what kind of madness has got Ji Lian into that he would like a woman like you! Cough! Cough cough…”

Ye Wanqing was stunned.

Lu Jilian likes her?

Could it be that this marquis has lost his mind due to anger?
How could someone like Lu Jilian like someone?
And, it's still her.

The night rain under the eaves became heavier. Marquis Dingyuan inhaled the cold air into his lungs, which caused him to cough violently again.

After coughing, his already cloudy eyes were covered with a layer of red bloodshot, and when the light shone on them, they looked vaguely terrifying.