After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Because he and his brother played outside late the night before, Shen Nanxing woke up in the morning at noon, and his grandfather and brother had already entered the palace.

Shen Nanxing remembered that her dowry was still in Prince Jing's mansion. Since she had already divorced Prince Jing, she naturally had to take the dowry back.

So she ordered Nuan'an and Siqiao to go to Prince Jing's Mansion to move the dowry back. Now that Xie Tingyu was in prison, and Chunxing was watching over her, she had nothing to worry about.

As for herself, she was going to Nether Valley to find the old doctor and ask if there was any way to save her brother's face.

Before getting a definite answer, she didn't want to give her brother false hope, so as to avoid him being disappointed. Therefore, she had not mentioned the matter for some time.

Only when my grandfather asked me about it did I mention my plan, but I also asked him not to reveal it for the time being.

Nuan'an was about to leave after receiving the order, but Shen Nanxing suddenly remembered what her brother had said to her yesterday. Her eyes flashed and she stopped him.

"Nuan'an, wait a minute."

Nuan An turned around and asked, "Miss, do you have any other instructions?"

Shen Nanxing waved at Nuan'an, and when Nuan'an came closer, he whispered a few words to her, and Nuan'an nodded repeatedly.

After most of the day, Shen Nanxing's dowry filled eight carriages and set off from Prince Jing's Mansion to the Nanyang Marquis' Mansion.

When passing by the Prince's Palace on the way, the convoy slowed down inadvertently.

The convoy passed slowly, and a bundle of neatly tied scrolls was left on the road. It lay alone on the road near the gate of the palace, and was particularly conspicuous.

Leng Yue, who was hiding in the dark, flew down, picked up the scroll, and flew towards the convoy.

He soon found Nuan'an in the convoy and handed her the scroll: "Something fell, here it is."

Nuan An took the scroll and carefully put it in his arms, thanking him warmly: "Thank you, Leng Yue! This is the candidate for the future husband that the master chose nine thousand years ago. Fortunately, I didn't lose it."

She smiled and said, "Now that the master's brother has returned, he said he would personally screen the master and would definitely be able to choose a very good husband for the master."

Leng Yue glanced at Nuan'an and nodded slightly.

Nuan An said, "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. It's getting late, and I have to hurry back to sort out the dowry for my master!"

Seeing Leng Yue frowning slightly, Nuan An added, "The young master is here to check things out. The master might be getting married soon, so the dowry should be packed up quickly."

After saying this, he said no more and directed the convoy to continue moving forward.

As the convoy left, Nuan An thought to herself, she had enjoyed working with Leng Yue before, and she believed that Leng Yue would not let her down this time...

Leng Yue did not disappoint her. He stood there and thought for a moment, then turned around and went to find Jiu Qiansui.

Away from the backyard of the palace.

Fu Jiuli and the Sixth Prince had just finished a game of chess. The Sixth Prince was staring at the chessboard, brows furrowed in thought, wondering why he had just lost again...

Fu Jiuli glanced at him indifferently: "It's been several months since we last met, and your chess skills are still the same as before, with no improvement at all."

Xie Heng glanced at Fu Jiuli with displeasure: "It's been several months since we last met, and Prince Li still hasn't gotten his beautiful wife!"

"I heard someone disguised themselves as a soldier and sneaked into the military camp." Xie Heng propped up his chin with both hands and sighed, "In the end, he came back alone, tsk tsk..."

Fu Jiuli's face darkened: "Leng Feng, show him away!"

Leng Feng immediately appeared, skillfully extended a hand toward the courtyard gate, and said respectfully, "Your Highness the Sixth Prince, please come in!"

Xie Heng stood up and angrily threw his hands: "Prince Li, you..."

Seeing that Fu Jiuli was unmoved, he stamped his feet again: "Hmph, if you don't listen to me, you will suffer the consequences!"

After saying that, he left with a dark face and flicked his sleeves.

Fu Jiuli had just sat down and picked up a black chess piece when Leng Yue arrived.

"Master, the Nanyang Marquis's Mansion is preparing to choose a husband for Miss Shen. They even sent someone back to Prince Jing's Mansion to take away the portrait of the noble young man in the capital that you chose for Miss Shen."

There was a snap.

The black chess piece fell and hit the chessboard, disrupting the game.