Su Changyi dismounted the carriage, saying calmly, "We'll talk about it after we get up."
An Jing also said, "Yes, let's get up. Although today's weather is nice, it's still quite cold, and the ground must be even colder. You're not young anymore, you should take care of your health."
However, Meng Lanqing refused to get up: "Thank you, Lord, and Madam, for your concern, but Meng Sizhi, this unfilial son, has gone too far. I don't dare to rise; I can't rise."
An Jing and the others were even more curious.
Su Yuxin eagerly and curiously asked, "Uncle Lan Qing, what exactly is the matter?"
Meng Lanqing hadn't spoken yet when An Yiqing, standing with arms crossed, scoffed coldly: "What else could it be? That scoundrel Meng Sizhi went to propose marriage at the Minister of Justice's home. In half a year, he will marry the family's legitimate daughter Shi Zhenzhen!"
