Ye Qingyu had a faint smile on her lips and sat aside drinking tea quietly.

Old Madam Ye smiled and said, "My granddaughter is naturally good. She is about to reach marriage age, so it's time for her to find a good family."

"If Miss Ye wants to see me, the threshold of this mansion will be trampled down."

"Don't praise her like that. She's just a little girl and can't handle being praised."

"Old lady, you should be happy that you have such an outstanding granddaughter."

The old lady smiled but said nothing.

Ye Qingyu watched the two of them interacting with each other, and she just drank tea silently and watched quietly.

After the lady left, the old lady's smile faded instantly, and she spoke coldly, "You are about to reach the age of marriage, and it is time to meet someone. This Madam Yu is the wife of the Imperial College's chief priest. She is the second eldest son of the family and is gentle and refined. She is a perfect match. When your father returns, I will discuss it with him and arrange a marriage for you. We will get married after you reach the age of marriage."

The old lady didn't even want to look at Ye Qingyu. When she saw her, she thought of how she had been harmed and that her granddaughter was not unrelated. She quickly found someone to marry her off so that she would be out of sight and out of mind.

Ye Qingyu picked up the teacup with her bare hands and took a sip of the tea slowly before speaking calmly, "Grandma, you're a little too impatient. My mother's three-year mourning period hasn't ended yet, so there's no rush for my marriage."

The old lady became angry when she heard her words. She said coldly, "It's not like you're getting married right away. Let's make an engagement first. When you reach the age of marriage and your mother's three-year mourning period is over, we can choose an auspicious date for the wedding."

Ye Qingyu looked at the old lady's impatient expression and couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

Ye Qingyu knew something about Lord Yu, the Chief Academician of the Imperial College, in her previous life. The Chief Academician of the Imperial College was a fourth-rank official, which was considered a moderately high position in Kyoto, where a brick could easily make you a third-rank official.

As for Mr. Yu, he is already fifty years old this year, and his grandchildren are all grown up. His second son is neither good at literature nor martial arts, and has no official position. He couldn't even pass the examination to become a scholar. It is said that his wife died of illness, leaving him with two children.

In the previous life, it was Second Aunt who investigated the Yu family in order to find a partner for Qingya.

Unexpectedly, her kind grandmother chose such a good family for her!

Ye Qingyu gently put down the teacup and spoke in a voice that was three degrees colder. "Grandma, if you are feeling better, please take care of the matter of finding a second wife for father. You don't need to worry about my marriage."

Now, what she did has been noticed by Old Madam Ye and Marquis Ye. She is no longer the obedient granddaughter. The relationship between the Marquis' Mansion and the Duke's Mansion has also deteriorated a lot. The old lady's disgust for her is growing day by day. Now she doesn't even want to look at her. She is too lazy to act out the disgusting drama of deep affection between grandparents and grandchildren with them.

The old lady glared with her old, cloudy eyes and said sternly, "Ye Qingyu, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because the Duke's Mansion is backing you up. I'm telling you, you're my granddaughter. Your marriage is decided by your father and me. You have to marry whoever I say!"

Ye Qingyu sneered, "Grandmother, you are so capable! Is this how you choose a good family for your granddaughter? You want me to marry a widower as his second wife and become a stepmother to his two sons?"

The old lady was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Ye Qingyu, a young lady from the inner house, knew all this. "You, it's useless to say anything. Tomorrow I will ask your father to go to the Yu Mansion to exchange the engagement letter. You just stay home and prepare for your marriage."

"Grandma, you can try and see if the Yu family dares to marry me!"

Ye Qingyu turned away with a cold face.

Old Madam Ye was so angry that she threw the teacup in front of her.

"This little bitch! Look at how arrogant she is! It's all because of this little bitch that I'm in this situation now!"

Nanny Chen quickly tried to persuade her, "Why should the old lady be angry with a granddaughter who is about to be married off? No matter how arrogant and domineering she is, her marriage is still in your hands. Even if you let her marry a beggar, at most people will say a few words behind her back, but she will still be the one who suffers after marrying him, right?

The eldest daughter has such a bad temper. If she were to marry into a powerful family, who knows whether it would be a good match or an enemy. The Yu family is just the right place. It also allows the eldest daughter to experience the hardships of life, so that she can know the good of her parents' family and be more obedient.

Old Madam, do you think this is true?"

Nanny Chen's words gradually dissipated the old lady's anger. "Yes, you are right. I didn't intend to tell her about the Yu family marriage, but I didn't expect that she would still dare to speak to me like this. So don't blame me, your grandmother, for being cruel."

Nanny Chen smiled, "How can you be so cruel? It's because you care deeply about the eldest daughter that you chose such a good marriage. The Yu family is upright, and the eldest daughter is marrying the second son, so there won't be as many worries as the clan wives. I heard that the second son of the Yu family misses his deceased wife very much, so he must be a man who values ​​love and loyalty. Although the eldest daughter will marry him as a concubine, as long as he is a good person and lives a good life, there is no need to say so much."

The old lady was coaxed by Nanny Chen and suddenly felt that she still cared about Ye Qingyu, and the Yu family was also a very good marriage.

"Go tell the Marquis that I've found someone for Ye Qingyu. I don't think he'll want to interfere. Send someone to exchange engagement letters tomorrow. It's settled."

"I will go and inform the Marquis right away."

……

After returning to Wanyan Pavilion, Ye Qingyu's face was still cold.

Nianchun was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes. "The old lady is really too bullying. After all, she is your grandmother. How can she treat your marriage as a joke?"

When Wanqiu saw the young lady coming back with an uneasy look on her face, she knew something had happened.

She asked Nianchun quietly, and Nianchun angrily told her everything that had just happened in Chunhui Hall.

Wanqiu's eyes were red with anger. "Miss, you let the old lady ruin your marriage like this. Let's go find the Duke."

Ye Qingyu's eyes were frost-covered, "No need, Mo Shu."

"Miss."

"Go out quietly and find some beggars to tell me that the old lady wants to marry me to a widower as his second wife."

"Yes."

Wanqiu looked at Ye Qingyu worriedly, "Miss, will this make the old lady give up her idea?"

Ye Qingyu smiled faintly, "My reputation outside is that of a poor, unloved person. She is not a kind grandmother in the eyes of outsiders. If such rumors spread, how can she still have the face to go out?"

"Don't worry. Even if she is shameless, Lord Ye still has to walk around outside. He still has dignity and doesn't want to be criticized by others."

Wanqiu and Nianchun looked at each other, hoping that the young lady's plan would be useful.

On the second day, Lord Ye was taking Ye Shuwen out. As soon as they stepped out of the gate of the Marquis' Mansion, they saw some ordinary people stopping at the door, pointing and talking in low voices, looking at him with eyes full of sarcasm and disgust.

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