Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 829: I don’t want to get married

Chapter 829 I don't want to get married

"Cough..." Zhuo Qingyun coughed lightly, glanced at Mrs. Zhuo faintly and said, "Grandmother, I won't get married, if you really like that girl from the Zhou family, let your cousins ​​marry her. "

Old lady Zhuo glared instantly, "Nonsense, that's your wife, how can you let Xin Er and the others marry her?"

Zhuo Qingyun frowned displeasedly, what is his wife, he never thought of marrying her, okay? There is no one else who can be his wife except Lan Mingyu.

Seeing the old lady's tough attitude, Zhuo Qingyun didn't need to be soft, and said directly, "I just don't want to get married, and it's useless if you force me."

The old lady Zhuo's attitude became tough in an instant, she squinted her eyes and said, "I don't care, you only have two choices, either the two girls come in together, or the girl from the Zhou family goes in first, you choose."

The old lady Zhuo got up and left without waiting for Zhuo Qingyun to resist.

"Grandma..."

Zhuo Qingyun hurriedly got up to chase after her, but was locked in the house by the old lady with a "slap".

"You should reflect on yourself, is this kiss going to happen?"

As soon as Mrs. Zhuo's words fell, Zhuo Qingyun called out, "I don't want to get married, let me out."

It's over, it's useless to waste half a day of talking.

Old lady Zhuo gritted her teeth angrily, turned around and glared at Ye Lin and said, "Take care of your master, if he runs away, you will all die."

The old lady at the table spoke very loudly, obviously not only for Ye Lin and the others, but also for Zhuo Qingyun.

"Yes."

Seeing that Mrs. Zhuo was angry, Ye Lin and the others dared not respond.

The old lady Zhuo was angrily helped away by two maids.

As soon as Mrs. Zhuo left, Zhuo Qingyun opened the door.

Seeing that Zhuo Qingyun was about to leave the house, Ye Lin immediately stepped forward bitterly and said, "Master, please stop making trouble, the slave really can't let you out."

He still wants to take care of the little owner, but he doesn't want to die so early.

Zhuo Qingyun kicked Ye Lin angrily, "Get lost!"

Ye Lin was not annoyed, and responded with a smile, "Okay, this slave will get out now."

Before Ye Lin left, he still locked the door. If anyone in the Zhuo Mansion had the most power, it was definitely the old lady Zhuo. No one dared to disobey the orders of the old lady.

Zhuo Qingyun glanced at the closed door with disdain, if he wanted to go out, would this lock be able to lock him?

But he really can't go out for the time being, as long as the engagement is not broken, he will not be able to leave Zhuo Mansion for a day.

Thinking of Lan Mingyu, Zhuo Qingyun's heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

Zhuo Qingyun frowned, he must break off the engagement as soon as possible.

Here, the old lady Zhuo went back to the house, also very angry.

Why is this brat just refusing to get married? He doesn't know if she has been waiting for him for more than ten years to get married, but he is lucky enough to procrastinate her again and again. To repent of the marriage would really **** her off.

That girl is really so good, those who fascinate Qing'er so much that they don't want to get married.

The more Mrs. Zhuo thought about it, the more anxious she became, no, she must not let him spoil the marriage, the girl from the Zhou family must come in.

Madam Zhuo walked around the room twice, looked up at the maid beside her and said, "Go and invite me the doctor."

"Yes."

The maid immediately responded, turned around and went out to find the doctor.

The main house of Xiyuan.

"Owner."

Ye Lin knocked on the door with a tray, but there was no sound at all.

Ye Lin became anxious in an instant, the owner wouldn't sneak out again.

Ye Lin broke out in a cold sweat as he thought about it, and hurriedly opened the door.

"Villa Master..." Ye Lin entered the room, saw Zhuo Qingyun lying on the couch, he was relieved, and said with a dry smile, "Villa Master, you are here, I thought you..."

Zhuo Qingyun glanced at Ye Lin coolly, "What do you think of me?"

"No." Ye Lin shook his head immediately, put the tray on the table, picked up a bowl of ginseng soup and said, "The owner, the old lady specially sent ginseng soup, you can drink it."

Zhuo Qingyun didn't even look at the ginseng soup, she turned over and said, "Don't drink it, take it away."

Ye Lin frowned, wondering, "But the old lady ordered you to drink ginseng soup and go find her."

Zhuo Qingyun jumped up from the couch when she heard the words, "Grandmother is looking for me."

"Yeah." Ye Lin nodded, handed over the soup bowl and said, "She asked you to drink..."

Before Ye Lin finished speaking, Zhuo Qingyun ran out directly.

Ye Lin frowned, and hurriedly chased him out with a soup bowl, "Master, join the soup..."

Zhuo Qingyun said without looking back, "Drink it yourself."

Ye Lin stared at Zhuo Qingyun's back, the corners of his mouth twitching.

This ginseng soup was given to him by the old lady, how dare he drink it?

Zhuo Qingyun ran to the east courtyard in one breath, "Grandma, are you looking for me?"

Old lady Zhuo saw Zhuo Qingyun narrowed her eyes slightly, and then beckoned to him lovingly, "Come here, sit next to grandma."

Zhuo Qingyun paused, then walked over and sat down.

Madam Zhuo held Zhuo Qingyun's hand, fixedly looked at her daughter's eyebrows and eyes, and said with red eyes, "Time flies, your mother has passed away for twenty-five years."

Zhuo Qingyun's eyes flickered slightly, and her heart skipped a beat for an instant. What is grandma doing, what did she suddenly ask her mother for?

Looking at Zhuo Qingyun's nervous expression, Mrs. Zhuo's eyes flashed brightly, and she suddenly said, "Does Qing'er really not want to get married?"

Zhuo Qingyun regained consciousness instantly, nodded and said, "Yes, my grandson does not want to get married."

As Zhuo Qingyun said, she glanced nervously at the old lady Zhuo.

The old lady Zhuo was not annoyed, she gave him a fixed look and said, "Do you want to marry that girl?"

Zhuo Qingyun blushed slightly, he wanted to marry him, but he definitely wouldn't marry him.

Zhuo Qingyun pursed her lips and said, "Grandson hasn't made up his mind yet, and I don't want to get married right now."

Old lady Zhuo glared at him with black lines all over her head. He was already twenty-five, and he hadn't figured it out yet. He had Hong Liang's grandson who was five years older than him.

Old lady Zhuo took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "Since you don't want to get married, I won't force you either."

Zhuo Qingyun looked suspiciously at the old lady Zhuo, what does grandmother mean by this? Could it be that she agreed to cancel the wedding? When did she become so talkative?

Looking at Zhuo Qingyun's suspicious eyes, the old lady Zhuo sighed sadly on purpose, "I'm old, I can't care about your young people's affairs, let you do what you want, I don't have many years It's a good life."

Zhuo Qingyun frowned, and said hastily, "What did grandma say, you will surely live a long life."

The old lady Zhuo gave him a blank stare, "What's the use of living a hundred years, it's not that you can't hug your great-grandson."

"I..."

Zhuo Qingyun was at a loss for words in an instant, and he couldn't let his grandmother hug his great-grandson. This was indeed the most guilty thing in his heart.

But even if he doesn't like Lan Mingyu, he may not be able to leave blood for the Zhuo family.