After Reincarnating, the Ice-Cold Prince Won’t Leave Me Alone

It is different from Cui Lingling's casual attitude. The Duke of Lu's mansion held a big banquet today, and almost all the dignified officials in the court came.

Even so, it was not so lively and festive. After all, everyone knew that Qin Yan was lying on the bed half dead, and in such a hurry to hold the wedding, he presumably was rushing to celebrate.

So even though Mrs. Lu Guogong entertained the guests with a very bright smile, everyone only thought that he was forcing a smile.

Mrs. Lu Guogong glanced at these people, and shook off her veil speechlessly. Seeing that the auspicious time was approaching, she turned around and dragged Lu Guogong, who was exuberantly chatting with others, to Qin Yan's yard in a hurry.

Compared with the hustle and bustle in the front yard, the little father-in-law Qin Yan's yard was deserted and desolate at this time. No way, someone has to get the details right in order to enhance the atmosphere.

So when Lu Guogong and his wife stepped into the yard, they heard a violent cough coming from the room.

Mrs. Lu Guogong couldn't help but quicken her pace.

In the room, Qin Yan took a sip of tea from the servant. Continue to pale and cough again and again.

Little servant Bo An was so distressed that he almost shed tears: "Young master, why don't you invite another imperial physician to come over and take a look."

Qin Yan smiled weakly, "It's useless, I know my own body, cough cough..."

After speaking, there was another violent cough while clutching the handkerchief. At this time, the door was suddenly pulled open. Qin Yan put down the handkerchief at the right time, revealing a pool of glaring blood on it.

He spoke with difficulty to the second elder who came in:

"Father, mother...cough cough...my son is unfilial, making you worry about it at such an age!"

Duke Lu saw this scene. I couldn't help being startled in my heart, wondering if this kid is really seriously ill?

Just as he was thinking this way, Qin Yan suddenly tilted his head and closed his eyes silently.

Immediately, Bo An yelled sadly: "Little Grandpa, what's wrong with you, Little Grandpa?"

Seeing his son lying there motionless, Duke Lu's heart twitched, and he didn't care about anything, so he hurriedly turned around and sent someone to invite the imperial physician. But he was grabbed by Mrs. Lu Guogong.

Mrs. Lu Guogong stepped forward, took the red wedding dress held by the maid, threw it on Qin Yan without any politeness, and told Bo'an:

"Give him the wedding dress quickly."

Boan knelt down anxiously, and said in a sad voice: "Madam, the imperial doctor said that the young man's time is numbered, and he really can't make trouble anymore. You can let him live out his last days with peace of mind!"

Mrs. Lu Guogong said indifferently: "Since they are all people who are going to die, what difference does it make if there is more tossing and less tossing?"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hands to let the two maids come forward to take off the clothes.

Boan: "..."

Qin Yan: "..." You are really my mother!

But seeing that someone really came and pulled his skirt, he could only wake up with a light cough.

Mrs. Lu Guogong smiled and said, "Will you wake up now?"

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Qin Yan simply said directly: "Mother, son really doesn't want to get married?"

After speaking, he opened a pair of innocent clear eyes, and looked at Mrs. Lu Guogong pitifully. With his face, no matter how cold and hard his heart is, he must be seen.

Mrs. Lu Guogong's complexion didn't change a bit:

"If you use this trick to seduce a girl, maybe my grandson can play soy sauce."

Qin Yan: "..." Mother is old, so it's hard to lie.

Continue to say pitifully: "But I don't want to marry blindly. I have never met that Tong family girl before. I want to find a girl I like to marry."

Mrs. Lu Guogong sneered: "You said this ten years ago. You traveled abroad for ten years, and every time you came back, let alone a woman, you never even brought a man back."

Qin Yan: "...Mom, your thinking is very dangerous!"

He continued to work hard: "But I am so sick, that girl is still willing to marry, so it can be seen that he is not interested in the son, but in our Duke Lu's mansion."

He secretly apologized to that tough girl Cui in his heart, but he still had blood and blood to avenge, so he really couldn't and didn't want to get married.

Mrs. Lu Guogong gave him a white look: "She is a beautiful girl who is willing to marry a "dying person" like you, that is because she values ​​affection."

Duke Lu coughed lightly, and carefully tugged on his wife's sleeve: "Or...forget it! Twisted melons are not sweet after all."

Mrs. Lu Guogong glared at him fiercely: "Go aside, don't care if the melon is sweet or not, just quench your thirst."

Lu Guogong touched his nose kindly, and gave his son a helpless look.

"Okay, if you don't want to change this wedding dress, don't change it! But you can't let other girls really pay homage to the big cock."

She told the four strong nuns waiting at the door:

"Just lift the young man onto the soft couch and order someone to carry him to Su Wang's mansion to meet his relatives."

Qin Yan was dumbfounded on the spot, but seeing his mother coming for real, he could only accept his fate and compromise: "Okay, I'll go, can't I go?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the four strong nuns to carry him, he turned over and sat up neatly.

In an instant, I was no longer out of breath, and my waist was no longer sore.

Lu Guogong was stunned for a while, so his son really has been pretending to be sick, and he pretended so thoroughly!