As soon as Shen Zhuozhuo stepped into the door of the mansion with his front feet, he saw Cuiyu running towards her in a hurry, looking very anxious.

"Miss, you can be regarded as back, the lord and the lady are waiting for you in the hall at this moment."

"What's wrong?"

Shen Zhuozhuo frowned slightly, Cuiyu is not the kind of maid who has nothing to do, and she is also quite clever, she is generally more than enough to deal with such trivial things as sneaking out of the house, so it seems that I am afraid that something is really wrong.

"The Yun family is here, and the old man has been calm since he left."

"Yun family?!"

These two words were like fire, instantly igniting the uneasiness in Shen Zhuozhuo's heart, she lifted her skirt and ran away, could it be that this Yun family came to propose marriage today? Could it be that Empress Dowager Xiao has already made a decree? Could it be ...... Her heart pounded, and countless thoughts flashed through her eyes......

She doesn't marry! She doesn't want to marry!

On the carved and carved Huanghuali Taishi chair in the main hall, Shen Lingfeng is sitting in danger, although he is over fifty years old, he can still see the heroic spirit of the year, graceful bearing, and not angry and arrogant.

Shangguan Lanxin sat aside, because of proper maintenance, the skin on her face was fair and delicate, and the years did not seem to have left many traces on her, and she was born in a royal family, and she also had her own demeanor.

As soon as the two saw Shen Zhuozhuo coming in, they invariably frowned.

"Dad, mother......"

"Come, Zhuo'er, come to my mother." Although Shangguan Lanxin frowned slightly, she still smiled gently and beckoned her to come over.

"I heard from the people in the house, you left the house early in the morning, where did you go to play?" Shen Lingfeng glanced at Shen Zhuozhuo, and rarely did not have too much blame.

"I went to Yanfu and brought back five jars of Qionghua brew for you."

This Qionghua brew is a special brew of the Great Jin South China Sea, and it is Shen Lingfeng's favorite, but now he has no heart to taste the sweetness in his mouth, but he is worried.

Shangguan Lanxin sighed slightly, took out a silk handkerchief, and lovingly wiped the beads of sweat from Shen Zhuozhuo's forehead, "The weather is already cool, why do you sweat so much?" ”

"Dad, mother, do you have anything to say to me?" Shen Zhuozhuo grabbed Shangguan Lanxin's wrist, raised his eyes to look at her with some apprehension, and then looked at Shen Lingfeng.

"Yunlan, the youngest daughter of the Yun family, sent someone to send an invitation to invite you to the autumn banquet held by the Yun family in three days."

"I'm not going!"

Shen Zhuozhuo subconsciously refused, isn't this just creating an opportunity for Yun Tao to get along with her in disguise?

"Zhuo'er, I can't help but ......" Shangguan Lanxin also looked embarrassed, "If you can refuse, my mother will already push it for you." This autumn banquet was actually held at the behest of the Queen Mother, and even the list of banquets was set by her personally. ”

"Ordered by the Queen Mother?" Shen Zhuozhuo pursed his lips, "Her old man's hand is really long, and a minister's family banquet has to be interfered with." ”

"Zhuo'er, don't talk in vain, beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth."

Shangguan Lanxin patted the corner of her mouth with a gesture, but Shen Lingfeng, who had always been steady, snorted coldly, "Zhuo'er is right this time, she just wants to be the master of the royal marriage, does it even have to be approved by her to marry whoever my Shen family's children marry?" ”

"Daddy is right!" With Shen Lingfeng's words, Shen Zhuozhuo felt that his waist was stiffened, "If the Queen Mother dares to force me to marry someone I don't want to marry, I will fight to the death!" ”

"That's it, let's not talk about it......" Realizing that he had lost his mouth, Shen Lingfeng sighed, looking at this little daughter who was like a flower, her sharp eyebrows and eyes were obviously loving, and worried.

The peach is dying, scorching, she is like a peach blossom in March, with a warm spring color floating all over her body, beautiful and moving.

Such a look...... Shen Lingfeng's heart was faintly uneasy.