The little fox is super pregnant, the heir-less boss is spoiling her like crazy

"Well, I've found your favorite light blue petticoat embroidered with lotus flowers. Miss, you are getting more and more beautiful." She was not only beautiful but also exuded an attractive charm. She was so fascinated by her that she couldn't help but praise her.

"No, I want to wear the bright red one with a peacock embroidered with gold thread." After the fox finished drawing her eyebrows, she turned around and looked at clothes. She walked to the closet and picked out the few clothes inside.

Unfortunately, these clothes are not very good-looking and feel rough.

Only the red one was acceptable, the material felt okay, and she could barely accept it.

"Miss, I heard the second young lady is making a big fuss. I'm afraid the engagement today won't go smoothly." Qiao'er's voice was low, hinting at worry. Her young lady had always been a softie, and she was afraid she'd be bullied again today.

Ye Zhenzhen smiled and said, "It's okay. I guess no one will be too happy today."

In the original owner's memory, the marriage proposal was not smooth. She could still see the target of her pursuit, the disabled prince Lu Zhiang, with anticipation glittering in the little fox's eyes.

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When Minister Ye heard that Ye Wanwan was clamoring to remarry again, he was so angry that he even threw a teacup. "Nonsense! The wedding date is approaching, and the prince's mansion will soon send the betrothal gifts. Are you saying you don't want to marry now? Are you trying to harm our entire family?"

Ye Wanwan cried pitifully, and she was determined to marry Song Qingjin: "Please grant me your blessing, father. If I can't marry Song Qingjin, I would rather die here today. It's better than marrying into that prince's mansion in the future, and living a life worse than death."

Zhou felt that Ye Wanwan must be crazy. How could marrying into the prince's mansion lead to a life worse than death? On the contrary, marrying a poor scholar would lead to a life of misery.

But this stubborn girl insisted on marrying Song Qingjin. Zhou was heartbroken. She went forward and hugged Ye Wanwan: "What a sin! What's wrong with you? Why do you have to marry Song Qingjin? Did you get drugged?"

Ye Wanwan wiped the tears from her eyes. "Mother, please believe me. The Prince's Mansion is a hell of a place, and I can't jump into it. Although Song Qingjin is just a poor scholar now, he will rise to prominence in the future and may even become the Prime Minister of the dynasty. I will be his Prime Minister's wife, and we will love each other and live a happy life. If I can't marry Song Qingjin, I would rather die."

Minister Ye's face turned increasingly pale. He also found Ye Wanwan very strange. How could she come up with such things? Moreover, she even threatened to die in order to get married. He could not help but scold her, "That's simply nonsense. I think you are crazy! If you want to die, I will never stop you."

Concubine Zhou's eyes were red and she burst into tears: "Master, let's fulfill Wanwan's wish. This is my only daughter. I don't ask her to be rich and powerful, I just hope she can be safe."

Minister Ye almost lost his temper. "Do you think getting married is a joke? Besides, this matter involves Zhenzhen. How can I, your father, have the nerve to tell her about this with my old dignity?"

Aunt Zhou was Minister Ye's childhood sweetheart. After entering the officialdom, Minister Ye married Ye Zhenzhen's mother in order to have a better career. He has come to where he is today with the support of his father-in-law's family.

After Ye Zhenzhen's mother died, Minister Ye brought Concubine Zhou into the mansion and gave her the status of a concubine. Later, he also brought his illegitimate daughter, Ye Wanwan, in.

After all, they were childhood sweethearts, and Minister Ye was particularly special to Zhou. It was rare for a concubine to be in charge of the household affairs and hold the power that only the mistress of the house had.

Minister Ye was just about to leave, but just as he was about to stand up, Ye Zhenzhen came in, so he had to sit back down.

"Father..." Ye Zhenzhen bowed before saying, "I'm late. I happened to see someone from the Prince's Mansion at the door, so I led them in. This is the steward of the Prince's Mansion."

Ye Wanwan looked up and laughed in her heart. The Prince's Mansion really hired an official to get rid of her, just like in her previous life.

After the introductions, a man came out from behind Ye Zhenzhen. He knelt down before the Minister before speaking, "Minister, the Crown Prince's Mansion has come to propose marriage. Please follow me as we count the betrothal gifts."

Zhou's eyes lit up. Her daughter had loved gold, silver and jewelry since she was a child. Maybe if she went to see the betrothal gifts at the prince's mansion, she would not insist on marrying a poor scholar.

"Master, the matter at the Prince's Mansion is urgent. Let's go take a look first." As she spoke, she pulled Ye Wanwan up from the ground: "Come on, let's go take a look at the dowry sent by the Prince's Mansion."

She just didn't believe that Wanwan wouldn't wake up after seeing these good things.

Just as Zhou finished speaking, the servant at the door came to report: "Master, Madam. The Song family has also come to pay their betrothal gifts."

Although the Minister favored them, mother and daughter, he still felt a little guilty towards Ye Zhenzhen at this moment, so he unconsciously looked at her and asked, "Zhenzhen, do you want to step aside?"

"No need to avoid it, father." Ye Zhenzhen deliberately looked at Ye Wanwan, a hint of an unfathomable smile on her lips. She deliberately raised her voice: "Song Qingjin is the son-in-law that father carefully selected. He is extremely talented and handsome, exactly the type that my daughter likes."

Ye Zhenzhen knew that Ye Wanwan wanted to marry Song Qingjin, so she deliberately provoked Ye Wanwan and pretended to obey her father's arrangements.

She was waiting anxiously for Ye Wanwan. She was waiting for Ye Wanwan and her mother to spit out all the dowry left for her by her original mother.

She is using this body, so no one can take advantage of the fox.

Ye Zhenzhen narrowed her fox eyes and said, "Father, let's go out and take a look. Today, we can give the betrothal gifts and exchange the marriage certificate, and then the matter will be settled. In the future, sister Wanwan won't be sad anymore."

Ye Wanwan said anxiously, "I'm not marrying into the Prince's Mansion. I'm marrying Song Qingjin. Ye Zhenzhen, don't even think about snatching my Mr. Song away from me."

Minister Ye slammed the table fiercely and shouted angrily, "You evil creature, who allowed you, an unmarried girl, to call your husband like that?

"Daddy, Daddy, you love Wanwan the most." Ye Wanwan knelt down at Minister Ye's feet, grabbed the corner of his clothes and begged bitterly, "Please love your daughter just this once. I would rather die than marry into the dangerous and dangerous world of the Crown Prince's Mansion. Please grant us your blessing."

Just as Minister Ye was about to speak, someone pushed a wooden wheelchair in from the door, with a thin man sitting in it.

His face was a sickly pale color. Although he was thin, he was very imposing. Since he entered the room, everyone in the room couldn't help but hold their breath.

The tough man's brow bones and jawline are clean and sharp, but his eyes are full of hostility and darkness. When he looks at everyone, he is full of coldness.

He glanced at everyone in the room, his tone frighteningly cold.

"I didn't know that my prince's mansion was such a dangerous place. I even thought that the minister's daughter despised it so much."

Ye Wanwan was stunned immediately. She looked at the man at the door in surprise. Why was Lu Zhiyan here?