Although Qi Xiao is Li Jing'er's cousin, the ancient people were pedantic and did not know the harm of marriage between close relatives, and it was normal for a cousin to marry a cousin.

Li Jing'er is well-informed and has a father of Lord Xiangguo, if Qi Xiao covets the forces and interests behind this, it is not impossible to kiss Li Jing'er.

Thinking of this, Qin Ran inexplicably raised his throat in his heart: "You won't be said to have guessed it, have you?" ”

Qi Xiao chuckled: "What's the matter with you?" ”

Qin Ran: "Of course it's my business!" ”

She is the heroine of this world, okay, what is it called for him to participate in other people's competitions? Do you use her as cannon fodder?

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel when they disagreed, the Eighth Prince helplessly lowered his forehead on the side: "Qin Ran, Seventh Brother, the roast chicken is so delicious, are you sure you want to stop and continue arguing about such an inconsequential issue?" ”

Qin Ran was not happy when he heard it: "Marriage is a big event, how can it be an inconsequential matter?" ”

The eighth prince swallowed in his throat and said: "You said that marriage is a big deal, you know it with your toes, how could the seventh brother go to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, Li Jing'er is his cousin." Besides, his marriage is not something he can do by himself, it must wait for my father to give him a marriage. ”

Qi Xiao, as one of the emperor's favorite sons and the queen's biological son, will definitely match a good marriage in the future.

It's just that Li Jing'er is not bad.

Qin Ran was still a little worried: "Really? ”

"Of course." The eighth prince pursed his lips and chuckled, "And the seventh brother doesn't like Li Jing'er either, the two of them have been brothers for so many years, isn't it strange to get married?" ”

The suspicious look on Qin Ran's face faded a little: "It seems that what you said is also oh." ”

"It was." The Eighth Prince smiled.

Qi Xiao glanced at the corner of his eyes: "You talk a lot, you can't stop your mouth when you eat?" ”

The eighth prince hurriedly picked up a piece of roast chicken again and shook it in front of the two: "This is blocked." ”

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Night.

In the General's Mansion, Qin Ran had dinner with his parents, and Mrs. Qin didn't know where she heard the news, and suddenly talked about the Xiangguo Mansion holding a martial arts competition for Li Jing'er to recruit relatives.

"I don't really know what Master Li thinks in his heart, how could he think of recruiting Li Jing'er in this way, in case the selected one is illiterate, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Li Jing'er is a talented woman after all, and the capital doesn't know how many sons and daughters from famous families want to climb, and Li Jinfu doesn't know which tendon in his brain is wrong, so he even thought of choosing a husband for her in this way, which is inevitably embarrassing.

"You know what?" Qin Yifu didn't seem to feel that there was anything to regret, "Li Jinfu is not a fool, he must have a reason for doing that." ”

Mrs. Qin was stunned, the chopsticks in her hand stopped, and she raised her head and glanced at him: "I don't understand, you understand, then tell me, what is the reason for Lord Li to do this?" ”

In the Qin family, there is no rule of not saying anything when you eat and don't say anything when you sleep. If the family has time to eat together, they often talk about topics together.

Qin Yifu sighed, slowly put the chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, picked up the soup bowl and took a sip. After swallowing, he glanced back at Mrs. Qin: "What else can Li Jinfu want to do, doesn't he just want to take this opportunity to pick a son-in-law born as a military general?" ”