Chen Zhilan, who had just covered her head with a large red veil, was startled. She asked in disbelief, "Why are you here to pick up the bride? Where is my brother Yu?"

Lin Yiwan smiled and said, "Miss Chen is a famous talent in the capital after all. Can you be more reserved? You have been raised in seclusion. How can you directly call a man outside of your family 'brother'? Such frivolous words will make others laugh!"

Chen Zhilan's face was pale and blue, and her fingers holding the red veil suddenly clenched.

Mrs. Chen frowned and subconsciously looked behind her.

Not only did he not see Zhan Yu, but there was not even any betrothal gifts.

Her eyes widened in astonishment: "Are you really here to welcome the bride on behalf of the prince?"

Lin Yiwan nodded: "Yes!"

Mrs. Chen immediately demanded, "Why didn't you bring any betrothal gifts? The prince promised fifty!"

Lin Yiwan lowered her eyes and chuckled, "Look at me, I actually forgot. I'll have someone bring it up for you right now!"

Mrs. Chen's expression eased a little. It turned out that the person was not carried in.

She subconsciously gave her daughter a look, which meant that she should be patient and that even if the person didn't come, it would be fine as long as the betrothal gift was generous enough.

Nanny Ru walked forward tremblingly, feeling cold sweat dripping down her back.

Madam Chen recognized her and quickly stepped forward, holding her arm with a smile and asking, "It's Madam who came in person? Is the prince unwell?"

Nanny Ru couldn't answer. She had been held in the air by Zi'er, and her calves were cramped when she landed.

She quickly pulled out a banknote from her sleeve and said, "This is a betrothal gift for Miss Chen!"

After saying that, he handed over the bundle on his back and said, "Miss Chen, wear this dress when you get married!"

Mrs. Chen subconsciously reached out to take it, her face full of suspicion.

She never expected that the promised betrothal gift of fifty units would turn into a silver note.

She had a bad feeling!

Chen Zhilan's joy turned into disappointment. Seeing Madam Chen about to open the banknote, she rushed over to stop her: "Don't touch it!"

Lin Yiwan raised her eyebrows in confusion: "Miss Chen, do you not want to marry our prince?"

Chen Zhilan turned around and glared at her angrily: "Explain clearly why the fifty betrothal gifts are gone. The prince clearly promised it himself, so why didn't he come to pick her up in person?"

Lin Yiwan laughed suddenly: "Miss Chen, when did it become the prince's turn to make the decisions in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Chen Zhilan's face suddenly turned pale. Yes, the one who made the decision in the Marquis' Mansion was Marquis Zhan Yi!

But it’s not Lin Yiwan’s turn!

She just came in one day earlier than me, why is she so arrogant?

She gritted her teeth and retorted: "That's not your turn!"

Lin Yiwan shook her head. "Madame Ru, I think Miss Chen and Madam Chen don't know about this yet. Please tell them my identity right away to avoid any misunderstandings!"

Nanny Ru looked aggrieved. Why was she asked to do such an offensive thing?

She really regretted taking this job!

What bad luck this is!

She spoke nervously, "This is our Marquis' wife. The Marquis personally agreed to let the wife help the Crown Prince welcome the new concubine back to the mansion!"

Chen Zhilan was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground. How did she become a concubine?

No, that's impossible. She wants to go find Zhan Yu and ask him clearly!

She pulled off the big red veil on her head and stumbled out.

Lin Yiwan said calmly, "Miss Chen, you must think carefully. Once you step out of the Chen family's gate, you will never be able to step into the Marquis's Mansion again. I am the mother of the prince now, and I have the final say on his marriage!"

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