freenovelworld Chapter 111 Does Uncle Want to Get Married?
Chapter 111 Does Uncle Want to Get Married?
Wen Qian noticed the change in her expression and hurriedly asked, "Miss Jiang, what's wrong? Why are your eyes red?"
"I'm fine." Jiang Wan shook her head, composed herself, and quickly regained her smile. "I'm just happy that you and the Crown Prince are together. When the child in your womb is born, I will definitely be the first to present a gift."
Wen Qian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, if it's possible, I would like to become your betrothed after our child is born. Would you be willing...?"
Jiang Wan looked at her cautious, expectant eyes and smiled, "Why wait for the child to be born?"
Wen Qian was taken aback.
Jiang Mian then said, "Why don't we become sworn sisters now? After the child is born, he will naturally have to call me aunt."
Wen Qian's eyes widened, and she was stunned for a moment before exclaiming with joy, "That would be even better! You don't know, but after you stood up for me at the Wen residence that day, I actually accepted you as my friend, but I was afraid of offending you, so I didn't dare to say it."
"In that case, I'm a bit older, so from now on you can call me Sister Mian, and I can call you Qianqian, how about that?"
Wen Qian smiled, "Of course it's nice. My uncle calls me that all the time, and it sounds so warm and familiar."
uncle......
When Jiang Wan heard her mention it, she realized that she had almost forgotten the important matter.
She reached into a hidden compartment under her dressing case and took out a letter, handing it to Wen Qian: "Please deliver this letter to the Grand Tutor for me."
"Why doesn't Sister Wan go by herself? Is the Prince forbidding it?"
Wen Qian was a little puzzled, but her idea was actually quite right.
Jiang Wan pursed her lips: "This is a long story, but you must hand it over to the Grand Tutor."
Seeing that she was very serious, Wen Qian carefully put it away: "Don't worry, before I return to the manor today, I will go to Duming Garden first."
Although she didn't know what Jiang Wan was planning with Duan Zhi'an, she knew that since she had asked Jiang Wan to deliver the message, she must trust her completely.
Therefore, after leaving the Prince's residence, she held an umbrella, bypassed the Prince's residence, and went to Duming Garden first.
The servants at Duming Garden did not stop her; they simply bowed and invited her inside.
She originally thought Duan Zhi'an wasn't home and planned to leave the letter in his study before leaving.
But to her surprise, Duan Zhian did not enter the palace today. She had just walked to the corridor when she saw him come out.
"uncle."
Wen Qian put down her umbrella and went over to pay her respects.
Duan Zhi'an frowned: "Why did you come in this heavy rain?"
He led Wen Qian into the house and asked someone to bring a hand warmer.
"Your clothes are wet too, go and dry them quickly."
He took off her cloak, which was soaked through, and wrapped her in a blanket, all the while muttering to himself.
Wen Qian felt that he looked exactly like a loving elder, and so she was wrapped in a blanket and pushed by him to the stove.
"I'd like to hear what made you come in this downpour."
Duan Zhian sat to the side, staring at her.
The charcoal fire in the stove was burning brightly. Wen Qian curled up in the chair, feeling the chill gradually dissipate. She reached her hand out from under the blanket and handed him a letter.
"This was given to me by my sister to give to my uncle."
Duan Zhi'an took the letter, his slender fingers tracing the edge of the envelope, but his gaze fell on Wen Qian. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Sister Wan? When did you two become so close?"
Wen Qian smiled, her eyebrows beaming with joy: "To tell you the truth, Uncle, today I have become sworn sisters with Sister Mian."
Duan Zhian paused, his gaze suddenly becoming deep and serious.
"Sisters of different surnames..."
He repeated it in a low voice, his tone carrying a complex and difficult-to-decipher emotion.
His gaze swept over the joy on Wen Qian's face, then returned to the letter in his hand, without immediately opening it.
He could guess that the letter was mostly Jiang Mian saying that she couldn't bring herself to harm Xiao Heng and wanted him to find another way.
He hadn't expected Jiang Wan to be able to do it, but they became sworn sisters...
A distant rumble of thunder echoed, mirroring the turmoil in his heart.
His original plan was to use Jiang Mian to capture all the experts Xiao Hengzhi had planted in the shadows, and then take him down in one fell swoop.
If necessary, it is not unreasonable to use Jiang Mian's life as a threat.
But now that Wen Qian and she have become sworn sisters, this sudden friendship has made him unsure how to proceed with his plans.
The fire in the stove flickered slightly, the rain outside the window pattered heavily and rapidly, and a low rumble of thunder could be faintly heard.
“Qianqian…” he called softly.
"Hmm?" Wen Qian looked up and smiled at him.
He wanted to ask why he had become sworn brothers with Jiang Mian, and how much he valued Jiang Mian's life.
But when he looked at her face, which was brimming with joy, the words that were about to come out of his mouth turned into a soft sigh.
He then lowered his gaze slightly and said, "The rain hasn't stopped, and it's cold and slippery outside. Let's have our meal here today and leave when the rain subsides."
Wen Qian responded softly and placed her hand on her lower abdomen.
She thought that now that she was pregnant, she should be more careful and not catch a cold, so she should follow her uncle's advice.
She nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble you today, Uncle."
The rain pattered softly, and a breeze blew through the window cracks, bringing a touch of coolness.
Duan Zhian got up, walked to the side, took Wen Qian's cloak off the rack, shook off the moisture that had just been dried, and carefully smoothed out the wrinkles with his fingers.
Wen Qian saw that his expression was indifferent, without any emotion, and she couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.
Although this uncle of hers was not a blood relative, he treated her extremely well, taking care of her in every way and supporting her.
Everyone said he was unapproachable, but she felt he was really lonely.
Every time she came to Duming Garden, this was the scene she saw—
The study was quiet, the desk was neat, but even a laugh could hardly be heard.
She was no different from when she was alone in the Prince's residence.
At that time, she still had Mo Ping to talk to, but her uncle was all alone. She wondered if he ever felt lonely.
Now she has her own little family, and her sister is about to get engaged.
Only my uncle is left; he's all alone.
Looking at his expression, Wen Qian cautiously asked, "Uncle is not young anymore, have you ever thought about getting married?"