Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Shen Nanqiao seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and nodded rapidly.

"If this is just a temporary measure, then it is unnecessary. I guarantee that if you leave Pingyuan Marquis's Mansion now, no one will dare to stop you."

Ning Su sighed in his heart. Just think of it as repaying the favor from the past.

The wife of Marquis Pingyuan was horrified but dared not say anything.

Shen Nanqiao's eyes immediately turned red when he heard this.

This is how he comforted her when he was becoming more and more poisoned in his previous life.

"When you recover from your illness, I will help you get a letter of release from marriage, and you can leave Pingyuan Marquis's Mansion safely. No one will dare to stop you."

Unfortunately, she didn't live to see the day when her condition improved.

Shen Nanqiao tried hard to blink away the tears that were about to burst out, looked at the man who was a head taller than her, and spoke word by word.

"I want to marry you, not as a temporary solution."

Even if Ning Ziyu hadn't happened, she was still planning to look for Ning Su.

If she could live her life over again, she didn't want to miss every moment when he loved her, no matter when this love started.

Everyone around was confused by this sentence. For the calm and introverted lady from a noble family, this was almost an extreme confession.

Shen Jingyi curled her lips: "You said I was unfaithful to my husband, but she herself was looking for a man on the street. She is not even a man."

Ning Su's expression, as still as a mountain, finally showed a slight fluctuation.

"This governor comes from the East Factory..." The words were quickly cut off before they were finished.

"I do not care!"

Of course she doesn't care. She wouldn't care even if he was blind or lame.

This treacherous official who held the power of the Eastern Depot was the only light in her dark life in the past!

The Nine Thousand Year Old Man, who had never been afraid in front of thousands of troops, suddenly didn't know what to say when facing a little girl.

This girl has been so stubborn since she was little. When she followed me with her short legs, I couldn't drive her away no matter how hard I tried.

I didn't expect that after so many years, it's still the same.

"You don't care if you don't get a title?" He prescribed a strong medicine.

"Marrying you is a blessing, nothing else matters."

Shen Jingyi couldn't help herself and said, "Isn't this more straightforward than what I said just now?"

Ning Ziyu was also indignant. Why did he just treat him like that, but was so sweet and well-behaved to his great-uncle?

Could it be that she has a special fetish and only likes castration?

Thinking of this, the look in his eyes when he looked at Shen Nanqiao became a little more indescribable.

The most shocked person was Ning Su. For a moment, he had the illusion that he was being teased by a little girl.

When Old Lady Ning saw this, she was moved.

Although the Seventh Prince held a high position and great power, he was oppressed by the eunuch party, so no one dared to marry him, as noble ladies from high-class families.

As the marriage was delayed like this, naturally some people would think that she, as the eldest sister-in-law, was not dedicated enough.

Today's incident was so ugly that the bridal sedan cannot be carried back, and it will be difficult for the Pingyuan Marquis' Mansion to end.

Now that Shen Nanqiao has made it clear that she is willing to marry the Seventh Brother, isn't this a good opportunity to go with the flow?

The hot potato issue was resolved, and the seventh brother's marriage was also resolved. It was a choice that killed two birds with one stone.

"Yu'er was indeed at fault today. If Miss Shen wants to remarry, I have nothing to say."

Although remarrying on the spot sounded indecent, no one dared to comment on Ning Su's right and wrong.

And after all, his arms were folded in his sleeves, so he didn't embarrass himself in public.

Shen Nanqiao sneered when he heard this.

"Old lady, you are so old, please be careful with your words. I haven't received the wedding letter yet, and I haven't paid my respects to my parents. I am still a pure young lady. I am obviously getting married for the first time, so how can I be considered to be remarrying?"

The old lady realized belatedly that she was familiar with all the etiquette and was choked for a moment.

When Mrs. Pingyuan Hou saw that the old lady had given in, she became extremely anxious.

Even though she has her eyes on the piece of meat in Shen Jingyi's belly, it doesn't mean that she will give up Shen Nanqiao!

He was a well-known favorite among the noble ladies, with outstanding looks and rich dowry. She would have to be crazy to let go of this mountain of gold.

However, she did not dare to offend Ning Su openly, and could only carefully persuade the old lady.

"Isn't it against etiquette for the nephew's wife to marry the great uncle?"

Shen Nanqiao was worried that Ning Su would go back on his word, so he turned around angrily when he heard that.

"Then on the wedding day, he married a concubine and had an affair before marriage. Is that in accordance with etiquette? When building the city wall, the Marquis's face was not used. It was really a waste of talent."

The wife of Marquis Pingyuan was so angry that she jumped up and down, while Ning Ziyu stood up to defend her.

"Mother, please stop arguing with this uneducated girl. Without her, will your son still not be able to find a wife?"

The wife of Marquis Pingyuan glanced at her silly son and couldn't help but secretly groan.

After the scandal of getting someone pregnant, which noble family would marry their legitimate daughter to him? Could it be that the family lacks a son, so they have to rush to be a cheap stepmother?

Only Shen Nanqiao was already in her Pingyuan Marquis Mansion. There was no way to retreat, so she must not let him go.

Thinking of this, the wife of Pingyuan Hou took the lead.

"My uncle is a high-ranking official, so his marriage must be granted by the Emperor. How could he just marry you?"

Shen Nanqiao's heart tightened and he turned back to look at Ning Su cautiously.

Ning Su was a high-ranking official. Could he really decide on his own marriage?

The Nine Thousand Year Old Man chuckled and glanced at the Marquis's wife unintentionally.

"It is not the turn of others to interfere in the marriage of this governor."

Before Shen Nanqiao could comprehend the deeper meaning of the words, he felt a darkness before his eyes.

The red veil that she had torn off before was put back on her head, and then one end of a hydrangea was stuffed into her hand.

The man's cold voice sounded in my ears.

"Hold it well, don't drop it."