After I traveled through the book, I became the favorite of the cold and indifferent prince.

The box on the second floor of Yunweixuan.

Two young men were sitting facing each other.

A man was wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with gold thread, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, his figure was as white as snow, and he exuded a cold aura.

The other one was wearing a sky-blue robe, had a handsome face, was elegant, and had a gentle temperament.

The room was filled with a faint scent of tea, and the table was laid with exquisite tea sets and snacks.

The silence is in stark contrast to the noise outside.

The young man in a moon-white robe leisurely picked up a teacup, took a sip, and slowly put it down.

The breeze outside the window brought a hint of coolness into the house.

The two looked at each other in silence, but their eyes seemed to convey thousands of words.

After a stick of incense.

The man in the azure robe finally couldn't hold back his inner doubts and asked, "Master Yan, I wonder why you specially asked me to meet you here?"

After hearing the voice, Yan Qingchen slowly raised his head and glanced at the man opposite him calmly.

Then he replied calmly: "I asked Mr. Song to come here today because I want to discuss with you in detail about the marriage with my sister."

The man in the sky-blue robe, Song Fangxun, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this.

He frowned and said seriously, "Master Yan, I must have made it very clear to you before about this matter. I already have a fiancée."

Yan Qingchen seemed to have known that the other party would answer like this. He smiled slightly, and said in a low and calm voice: "I naturally understand Brother Song's situation, but if I give you two thousand taels of gold in addition to my sister's dowry? I wonder what Brother Song thinks?"

Song Fangxun suddenly widened his eyes in surprise, his face full of astonishment.

He looked at Yan Qingchen in disbelief, shook his head, and said firmly: "Mr. Yan, do you think I am the kind of person who can be bought with money?"

Although two thousand taels is a lot of money, the feelings between him and his fiancée cannot be measured by money.

Yan Qingchen was not discouraged by Song Fangxun's refusal. Instead, he continued to raise the price calmly: "Then, what if it is five thousand taels of gold? As long as Brother Song can treat my sister well after marriage, she has been spoiled since she was a child and has never suffered any hardship."

Faced with the temptation of such a huge amount of wealth, Song Fangxun's heart couldn't help but palpitate, but he quickly regained his composure.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I'm sorry, Master Yan, even if there is more gold and silver, it can't change the fact that I already have a fiancée."

After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave.

Yan Qingchen raised his lips slightly, and looked at Song Fangxun's back with a firm look in his eyes: "In addition to this, there is also the magnificent and vast five-courtyard house in the east of the city, as well as a group of loyal and hardworking servants.

There are also ten shops. As long as you do not take concubines after marriage, all of the above will become generous gifts from my Yan family to you."

Hearing this, Song Fangxun trembled all over, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

On the one hand, he felt as if he had been humiliated in some way.

On the other hand, the temptation brought by the courtyard house and the gold shop in the east of the city was so great that his originally firm heart began to waver.

After all, such favorable conditions are an irresistible temptation for many people.

Even though he was a successful and famous new top scholar, he was born in a poor family and could not afford to buy a courtyard house in this huge and prosperous capital city.

After all, that high price is undoubtedly an astronomical figure out of reach for a child from a poor family.

So even he could only sigh in despair when faced with such expensive real estate.

The scene was silent for a moment.

Song Fangxun stood there in a daze, his mind flashing through the various daily experiences he had with his fiancée before the imperial examination in the capital.

His mother was in poor health and his father had been teaching all year round. No matter how trivial the household chores were, it was his fiancée who came to take care of him and his mother diligently and properly, which led to his current situation.

The appearance of the fiancée can only be described as a beautiful girl from a small family, and her skin is a healthy wheat color. She is from a completely different world from Yan Qingwan, who grew up in a marquis's mansion.

Thinking of Yan Qingwan, his mind flashed back to the day when he rode a horse through the streets after he became the top scholar in the imperial examination.

Yan Qingwan was dressed in a scarlet dress, with an expensive hairpin on her head and scarlet bracelets on her wrists. She was followed by several maids and servants, all standing outside the restaurant.

Even though he was riding on a horse, he was still stunned for a moment by her icy skin and beautiful appearance.

He didn't expect that he would be entangled by the other party during this meeting. Only then did he realize that the more handsome a person is, the gentler his personality is not necessarily true.

It turns out that women have different personalities.

After a while, Yan Qingchen's deep voice sounded: "How is it? Brother Song, you should think it through."

Song Fangxun's thoughts were interrupted. He thought of his fiancée and Yan Qingwan's appearance. He was inevitably a little distracted and said, "Master Yan, I..."

However, at this moment.

There was a burst of dense footsteps outside the door.

then.

The door of the box was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Yan Qingwan stood at the door with an anxious look on his face, and saw that the two men, one standing and one sitting in the room were still there.

Her originally tense heartstrings relaxed instantly, but then a trace of panic surged in her heart again.

Now what does this scene mean?

Did the talks break down or is it over?

Yan Qingchen noticed Yan Qingwan's arrival, and quickly stood up, walked quickly to her, lowered his head and asked with concern: "Awan, why are you here?"

Yan Qingwan raised her head and looked at him, pouting her lips slightly, muttering in dissatisfaction:

"Third brother, why didn't you tell me before you went out? At least I should have been mentally prepared. Maybe I could have persuaded you to change your mind."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned sideways unhappily, avoided Yan Qingchen, and walked straight to the table and sat down.

Yan Qingchen and Song Fangxun in the room looked at each other, and then turned their gazes to Yan Qingwan at the same time.

However, Yan Qingwan ignored the two of them, but reached out and picked up the teacup on the table, filled a cup with hot tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking it, she let out a long breath, as if a huge stone pressing on her heart had finally fallen to the ground.

Only then did he have time to shift his gaze to the two people standing there and admire the appearance of the male protagonist and the third brother.

Well, anyway, the male protagonist looks and has a temperament similar to that of a scholar, and is rather weak.

The appearance and temperament of the third brother are similar to the icy male protagonist in the novel.

Both of them have deceptive faces and are rare handsome men.

After coming back to his senses, Yan Qingwan took a deep breath and said softly, "Third brother, Mr. Song, both of you come over and sit down. Today I want to make everything clear in front of both of you at once."

Yan Qingchen couldn't help but feel a little doubtful and felt a little puzzled by his sister's behavior.

He wondered to himself, could it be that Ah Wan was trying to play hard to get?

Despite his doubts, he still took a few steps forward in silence, sat down steadily on the bench to the left of Yan Qingwan, and turned his gaze to Song Fangxun who was still standing there without moving.

Song Fangxun clearly felt the gazes from the Yan brothers and sisters, and felt conflicted.

After several inner struggles, he hesitantly opened his legs, took a few steps forward, and then sat down on the seat opposite Yan Qingwan with a little stiffness.

Yan Qingwan casually glanced at the two people in front of him and observed the changes in their facial expressions.

Then, her eyes stayed on Song Fangxun, and her voice was very clear and crisp: "Mr. Song, I don't know what the third brother just discussed with you, but I know,

During this period of time, due to my personal reasons, I must have caused you a lot of trouble and distress, for which I am really sorry. "

Hearing this, Song Fangxun was stunned on the spot.

He looked at Yan Qingwan, who was sitting in front of him, with suspicion on his face, and asked in a strange tone: "Are you apologizing to me for what happened before?"

Yan Qingwan smiled and nodded, and said softly: "That's right, everything that happened before was my fault. Sir Song is very generous, so don't take it to heart."

Song Fangxun's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and he said in a gloomy tone: "Miss Yan is acting like this, are you trying to play some tricks in front of me again?"

After saying that, he stared at Yan Qingwan closely, as if he wanted to see through her appearance and see her true thoughts.

Yan Qingwan?

She frowned when she heard this, and said in a cold tone: "Mr. Song, I, Yan Qingwan, have spoken my words, and I cannot take them back. My words today are my thoughts, and tomorrow my housekeeper will come to you.

I will personally send you a gift of apology to express my apology. From now on, everything that happened in the past will be forgotten, how about that? "

Song Fangxun was shocked by her crisp tone. He couldn't help but look at Yan Qingchen beside him. His face turned pale and he angrily shouted, "What do Miss Yan and Master Yan think of me? A dog that can be summoned and dismissed at will?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingwan's face was filled with confusion.

She asked in confusion, "What does Mr. Song mean by this? Did you agree to the terms my third brother just discussed with you?"

At this moment, her heart was like being scratched by a cat. What kind of benefits did the third brother promise to the male protagonist before she arrived?

She only remembered the general contents of the book, and had long forgotten most of the details.

It's so annoying.