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When should I marry her?

Xie Xuanjin was slightly distracted, and Song Qingning keenly seized the opportunity, thrusting her silver spear towards Xie Xuanjin's heart, stopping just half an inch away.

"I won!" Song Qingning was beaming with pride, her brows furrowed with excitement.

For a moment, Xie Xuanjin even suspected that the question "When will you marry me?" he had just asked was a ploy by Song Qingning to distract him.

And she succeeded.

"Yes, you won." A faint smile spread across Xie Xuanjin's lips.

He took the silver spear from Song Qingning's hand and tossed it to the guard with natural and fluid movements, as if he had done it countless times.

Song Qingning was immersed in joy.

She never imagined that she could defeat the Prince of Huai.

In his excitement, he reviewed the moves of the Prince of Huai during their fight in his mind, trying to memorize them and learn from him.

He seemed to have completely forgotten what he had just blurted out.

After a moment of stunned silence, Uncle Qin's eyes lit up, and he excitedly reminded him, "Your Highness, the Second Miss asked when you will marry her?"

Song Qingning: "..."

Did she ask that?

Thinking back carefully, it seems that was indeed the question asked!

The question was asked so directly, as if she was in a hurry to get married and become the Princess Consort of Huai, or as if she were... forcing someone into marriage.

He forced the Prince of Huai to marry him...

Song Qingning's brow twitched, and she cautiously looked at Xie Xuanjin, just as Xie Xuanjin was looking over as well.

Their eyes met.

Xie Xuanjin looked directly at Song Qingning without flinching, his voice deep and powerful, "I will make arrangements as soon as possible."

Song Qingning: "..."

His expression was serious and focused, like a superior discussing official business with a subordinate.

There was no misunderstanding that she was desperate to get married, nor was there any misunderstanding that she was pressuring him to marry.

This is good.

Song Qingning felt relieved, but she still recounted how the Liang family had gone to the Yongning Marquis's residence to propose marriage.

Both of them had just worked up a sweat, so Uncle Qin had hot water prepared for them to bathe.

On the way to the bathhouse, Song Qingning walked behind Xie Xuanjin and spoke of her concerns, "I know Liang Xingjian's character. The eldest son of the Liang family is of good character, but after all, the Liang family has a daughter who married Prince Rui, and Prince Rui is a man..."

Song Qingning pursed her lips, which could be considered her assessment.

Prince Rui suffered a major setback because of the fake Mingyue Xian incident.

He had previously won over the hearts of the aristocratic officials by marrying "Mingyue Xian," and he had witnessed Mingyue Xian's appeal. He would not allow Mingyue Xian's appeal to be obtained by others, especially the Prince of Huai.

"As long as Mingyue Xian's marriage remains undecided, I'm afraid someone will keep trying to take advantage of her," Song Qingning said.

Rather than letting others dwell on it, it's better to completely dispel those thoughts.

The best solution is for her to get married.

If she were to marry the Prince of Huai, she would inevitably have to get past Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Yuan is wary of and suppresses the Prince of Huai, so he probably won't agree to this marriage.

Song Qingning looked up at Xie Xuanjin's tall and straight back, thinking of a solution.

"Your Highness, if there are any difficulties in this matter, our previous agreement can be slightly modified. Even if I marry someone else, I can guarantee my unwavering loyalty to Your Highness. If Your Highness is still worried... ah..."

Song Qingning was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice the person in front of her had stopped walking.

Caught off guard, Song Qingning bumped into Xie Xuanjin's back.

My back is really hard.

My nose is sore and painful.

Song Qingning stumbled back several steps, nearly losing her balance, when Xie Xuanjin grabbed her wrist, stopping her from retreating.

With another gentle nudge, Song Qingning bumped into him again.

It's different from before.

She bumped into his back just now, but now she's bumping into his chest.

The man's back and chest were very hard. The impact had made her nose sting, but now only a woody fragrance entered her nostrils.

The fragrance was emanating from the clothes.

The fragrance is crisp, cool, clean, and pleasant.

Song Qingning couldn't help but sniff for a moment before taking a step back, straightening up, and quickly resuming her subordinately respect. "Thank you for saving me, Your Highness."

Xie Xuanjin glanced at her and noticed that her nose was slightly red. "Be more careful next time."

Song Qingning accepted the order and said yes.

Then Xie Xuanjin asked, "How about getting married before the New Year?"

"..."

Did she marry him?

Song Qingning did not expect that he was still worried about her and insisted on making her a concubine.

Fine!

Song Qingning abandoned her previous suggestion and became a subordinate who only followed orders from her superiors.

"Your Highness, please make the decision," Song Qingning said.

With two months to go before the Lunar New Year, the wedding process has been simplified, and couples can get married in half a month.

Upon arriving at the bathhouse, Song Qingning and Xie Xuanjin each went into a separate room.

Upon entering, Song Qingning was shocked.

She thought it was just an ordinary bathhouse, but what she saw was a bathtub paved with white jade, and inside the bathhouse, red gauze fluttered. This was clearly a bathhouse for women.

She visited the Prince of Huai's residence several times, but rarely saw any of the maids.

Then I thought of Wan Zi; this might be what Wan Zi used.

Song Qingning felt that Prince Huai was a very good superior who treated his subordinates extremely well.

Just as I was thinking this, Wan Zi's voice came from outside the door, "Your Highness? May I come in?"

Song Qingning responded.

Wan Zi led several maids in.

The maid was carrying a tray with some women's clothes.

"Your Highness, Uncle Qin has sent his subordinates to assist you with your bath," Wan Zi said enthusiastically.

Wan Zi always addressed her as "Princess" whenever she saw her.

Song Qingning was already used to it. She treated "Princess" as an official title. She and Wan Zi were colleagues, and it was perfectly normal for colleagues to address each other by their official titles.

Can serve you a bath...

Song Qingning declined, saying, "I can do it myself."

Wan Zi frowned, but the first rule of self-cultivation for a subordinate is to obey the master's orders.

Wan Zi gestured to the maid to prepare the bathing supplies. Once everything was ready, the maid stepped outside the gauze curtain.

After taking a bath, Song Qingning put on her inner garment.

The undershirt is new.

"Thank you for using your bathroom and your clothes." Song Qingning naturally assumed that the clothes belonged to Wan Zi.

Wan Zi was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Your Highness, how could this be my bathing room? And these clothes are not my clothes either."

Song Qingning: "..."

Wan Zi's voice continued to come:

"This bathhouse wasn't originally there, and many things in the mansion weren't there before either. When I returned to the capital this time, there were many more things in the mansion."

"I asked my brother, and he said that it was the prince who ordered the addition of these items, which were prepared for the princess. The prince said that once the princess entered the household, everything would be needed."

"His Highness also ordered the courtyard closest to the main courtyard to be renovated, and these maids were all chosen by His Highness for the Princess, and these clothes..."

"The prince is so good to the princess."

Song Qingning was alarmed.

Xie Xuanjin is being far too attentive to this "princess".

……

In another bathroom.

After Xie Xuanjin finished bathing, he noticed that the fragrance on his clothes was different from before when he was getting dressed.

"Have you changed the perfume for your clothes recently?" Xie Xuanjin asked Uncle Qin.

He had never cared what kind of fragrance was used for lavendering; he left everything to Uncle Qin.

Song Qingning seemed to really like the fragrance just now.

"Your Highness is so thoughtful. This incense is made of cedarwood. This old servant finds it pleasant, so I had someone change it to try. Does Your Highness not like it? This old servant will have someone fetch the clothes you wore before changing the incense." Uncle Qin was about to instruct the servant.

But Xie Xuanjin stopped him.

"Need not!"

Xie Xuanjin spoke in a deep voice, gesturing for the servants to get dressed.

He then instructed Uncle Tan, "From now on, use this kind of incense to scent clothes."

He paused for a moment, then said, "We can make the smoke even stronger so that people can smell it."

Uncle Qin was taken aback, but then he realized what was happening.

It's so that the second young lady can smell it!

The second daughter loves this fragrance!

Uncle Qin was overjoyed. His master had finally figured things out and was going to seduce the second young lady!

Start with the scents she likes!

"Good, good, that's how it should be, that's how it should be!" Uncle Qin was relieved and almost shed tears.

Then, as if remembering something, he hurriedly left the bathhouse while Xie Xuanjin was getting dressed. When he returned, he had taken a sachet and hung it on Xie Xuanjin's waist.

As Song Qingning emerged from the bathhouse, she encountered Xie Xuanjin walking towards her.