Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Gu Panxia thought for a long time and finally nodded.

"Okay, I promise you, after my uncle's happy event, we will return to Beijing to get married!"

A smile appeared on Lu Yuan's lips. If you look closely, you will find that there is a hint of cunning hidden in his eyes.

"This is what you said, don't go back on it then!"

After a while, I heard him say again: "In order to prevent you from going back on your word, we have to establish a written document."

"Establish a written evidence?" Gu Panxia glared at him displeased and said, "Hey, Lu Yuan, my credibility with you is so low?"

Lu Yuan shook his head calmly, "That's not true, I just want a guarantee. You also know that the future wife is so good, my husband will not feel safe!"

Gu Panxia glanced at him suspiciously, feeling that something was not right, but she couldn't see what was wrong, so she could only nod in agreement again.

After drafting the document, Gu Panxia just signed it, when Lu Yuan took the document away.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Lu Yuan stood up happily and placed a gentle kiss on Gu Panxia's forehead. After a long time, he heard him whisper: "Have a good rest!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Gu Panxia didn't see the treacherous smile on Lu Yuan's lips the moment he turned around.

Tonight, after dealing with Murong Bai, he did receive a letter from his father and sister. However, the content was not a notification of his grandfather's critical illness. It was just that his grandfather asked him to bring his future grandson-in-law back as soon as possible and arrange the marriage. Done.

He knew Gu Panxia's temperament. If she didn't use some tricks, she would definitely not agree. After thinking about it, he had to come up with this excuse.

The old man lived in Zhuangzi and got up early every morning to plant flowers and grass. He was in good health. It was really inappropriate for him to curse the old man like this, but in order to get his wife as soon as possible, he had no choice but to offend him.

Fortunately, the regent is not here, otherwise his grandson would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood and die...

Gu Panxia looked at Lu Yao's retreating back suspiciously, always feeling like she had missed something.

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A few days later, Zhoujia Village.

Dong Zhou's house was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the Chinese characters "囍" were plastered all over the yard. There was an endless stream of guests who came to attend.

In the past, the Zhou family would never be in such a situation, but now, Zhou Jian has met many important people in the town and even the capital.

No, the small Zhoujia Village was quickly occupied by luxurious carriages.

The Zhou family's side was overcrowded, and the He family's courtyard in Qingyou Town was also overcrowded.

Magistrate Ji first sent someone to deliver gifts to the He family, and then he and his wife went to the Zhou family.

Logically speaking, the marriage between the Zhou family and the He family has nothing to do with the prefect, but over in Fucheng, the prefect also sent people to send congratulatory gifts.

After Gu Panxia found out, he was a little surprised.

But when she saw Lu Yuan beside her, who looked like he was taking it for granted, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.

"Then the prefect...can't be yours, right?"

Lu Yuan just smiled and said nothing. After a long time, he heard him whisper: "You know him too."

"I know him too?" Gu Panxia was slightly startled, "Who is it?"

She didn't know many people, and most of those people were people around Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan picked up the tea cup and took a long sip, then smiled and said: "Don't worry, you will know who it is soon."

Gu Panxia curled her lips, ignored him, and stood up to greet the guests.

Lu Yuan looked at her back as she walked back and forth in the crowd, with a doting smile on her lips.