Snow Color

Chapter 112 Wang Zhenchuan 21

"Hmph!" Wang Yun snorted coldly with a gloomy face, his heart full of dissatisfaction and anger.

Mrs. Wang, who was standing by, saw this and quickly tried to persuade him softly, "Prime Minister, please don't get angry. We can discuss it slowly if there is anything."

Wang Yun glared at Xue Pinggui fiercely and asked angrily, "Xue Pinggui, Xue Pinggui, I want to ask you something. You should be well-read and proficient in martial arts. Even if you can't seek fame, it is not difficult to find a decent job. But how come you have become a beggar now? Is there no place for you in the world?"

Facing Wang Yun's question, Xue Pinggui lowered his head and thought for a moment before slowly answering, "Prime Minister, please calm down. I am in such a state now because I have no other choice. When I was displaced by misfortune, I was fortunately taken in and taken care of by a group of beggars. As for the places you mentioned, I have also tried, but for some reason I was rejected. I had no choice but to beg for a living."

Wang Yun became even more angry when he heard this. He widened his eyes and shouted angrily, "Xue Pinggui, stop talking nonsense! You are just a beggar. Who would be so bored as to embarrass you? How can anyone believe your absurd words?"

At this time, Mrs. Wang saw that the situation was tense, and hurriedly gave Xue Pinggui a look, indicating that he should quickly surrender and say some nice words so as not to anger Wang Yun.

"Don't think about this marriage. I will never let Baochuan become a beggar with you!" Wang Yun looked at Xue Pinggui with indifference, not hiding his disgust and determination.

He didn't say much, but stated his attitude directly before turning and leaving, as if it would be unlucky to look at the person in front of him any longer.

However, Xue Pinggui did not intend to give up: "My Lord, what do you mean by this? Are you going to deny this marriage? You must know that the embroidered ball was thrown by the Third Miss herself. So many people were present at the time and it was finally caught by me, Xue Pinggui! If this marriage is not recognized, does it mean that Wang Baochuan will have to throw the embroidered ball again? Doesn't that mean that she no longer approves of the first husband she chose before, and she needs to choose a second husband by throwing the embroidered ball again?"

At this point, Xue Pinggui couldn't help but reveal a hint of sarcasm. He really didn't expect that the prime minister's mansion would actually go back on its word and break its promise!

Facing Xue Pinggui's questioning and ridicule, Wang Yun was so angry that his face turned blue, but he quickly regained his composure and responded coldly: "Well, Xue Pinggui, I didn't expect that you are not only brave enough, but also have a sharp tongue! But you don't need to waste your words on this matter. I will naturally apologize to the emperor and explain everything. As for the reasons, it is not something you can know!"

After he finished speaking, Wang Yun flicked his sleeves and turned his back to everyone. At this moment, the servants shouted loudly: "The third young lady is here!"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the door, expecting Wang Baochuan to appear. Xue Pinggui also turned around, looking eagerly for the person who haunted him.

Finally, Wang Baochuan, wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, slowly walked into the hall. She walked lightly and smiled, as beautiful as a fairy descending to the earth. When she walked in front of Xue Pinggui, the two of them stared at each other in tacit understanding, their eyes full of affection and concern.

When Mrs. Wang saw Wang Baochuan coming, she hurried forward, took her hand and asked, "Baochuan, what's going on with Pinggui?"

Wang Baochuan looked at her mother tenderly and replied softly, "Mother, please be patient. I will explain everything to you later." While comforting Mrs. Wang, she turned her gaze to her father.

Wang Yun looked at his determined and persistent daughter, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. However, facing the situation where the emperor's order was difficult to disobey, how should he choose?

Wang Baochuan took a deep breath and continued, "Dad, I threw the hydrangea myself. Now it has fallen into Xue Pinggui's hands, and it was in front of everyone. Everyone present can testify to this. Dad, the emperor has already ordered that no matter who I throw the hydrangea to, I..." Wang Baochuan hesitated, but her eyes revealed great firmness and determination. She longed to express her true thoughts and fight for them.

"Baochuan, your father is busy dealing with important matters right now, so don't say any more!" Wang Yun shouted harshly, interrupting Wang Baochuan's words.

Wang Baochuan did not flinch, and responded with a firm look: "Dad, I am not saying much, but I am striving for my own happiness. From the moment I threw the embroidered ball to Pinggui, I made up my mind to marry him."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yun angrily asked, "Baochuan, is this how you talk to your father?"

Seeing that the father and daughter were in a stalemate, Wang Jinchuan hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded them, "Dad, calm down. You are very angry right now. Don't get angry, it will hurt your health."

Then, Su Long followed suit and said, "Father-in-law, now that things have come to this, I hope you will think carefully about it."

Su Long paused for a moment and continued, "In my opinion, the best strategy is to take a long-term view on this matter."

However, Wang Yun had made up his mind and was not moved at all. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, Jinchuan, take your mother and Baochuan back to the embroidery building."

"Dad, I..." Wang Baochuan was extremely anxious but helpless. She could only look at her father worriedly.

"Baochuan, my patience is limited! Be good and listen to my advice. Go back to the embroidery tower and wait. I will definitely come up with the most perfect solution and give you a satisfactory answer then." Wang Yun said earnestly.

However, Wang Baochuan was unwilling to leave, her eyes full of reluctance and stubbornness. At this time, Mrs. Wang on the side persuaded her: "Bao'er, you should go back with your mother first. If you continue to stalemate with your father, I'm afraid the situation will only get worse. It's better to avoid it first and talk about it after the matter is settled."

Wang Baochuan knew that what her mother said was reasonable, but she was still worried. She slowly turned her head and looked at Xue Pinggui for the last time with eyes full of affection and worry. Xue Pinggui smiled slightly, showing a comforting expression, telling her not to worry too much and go to the embroidery building to wait.

"Daddy, I have never begged you for anything. Today I only ask you to fulfill my wish and let me marry Pinggui as I wish!" Wang Baochuan's voice choked with sobs, tears welled up in her eyes, and she begged her father bitterly.

Wang Yun looked at his daughter in tears and his heart softened. He said softly, "Baochuan, don't worry. Daddy knows what you are thinking and will make your wedding a grand one."

Wang Baochuan's heart finally settled down, but she still looked at her father Wang Yun worriedly, her eyes full of pleading, and she said in a choked voice, "Dad, please don't make things too difficult for Xue Pinggui!" She knew her father's temper very well, and he would never compromise easily unless it was absolutely necessary.

Wang Yun was secretly angry, but faced with his daughter's desperate plea, he could not say anything more. However, at this moment, Wang Baochuan slowly left under the consolation and pulling of Jinchuan and Mrs. Wang, leaving Wang Yun standing there alone, his face becoming more gloomy.

On the other side, sisters Zhenchuan and Wang Yinchuan, with Wei Hu behind them, just arrived here. Zhenchuan saw everything that happened in front of her eyes, and thought that if Prime Minister Wang and Wang Baochuan broke off their relationship at this time like in the play, it would definitely be ridiculed, and it would also leave a bad reputation of the Prime Minister's Mansion bullying others and looking down on the poor people. Thinking of this, Zhenchuan hurriedly pulled Wang Yinchuan over, whispered a few words, and then waited in the hall before them, and she led her father away from here to another place.