There was also a daughter born of a concubine, not old yet, and in a couple more years, her age would be quite suitable for Zhao Qingyun.
Although Zhao Qingyun was born to the secondary wife, he was, after all, a legitimate son.
What was Prince Ding thinking, wanting to find a concubine-born daughter for him as his main wife?
Perhaps it was to be a concubine.
No, that didn't make sense. With such a grand display, was it just to elevate a concubine?
What was Prince Ding thinking?
While everyone was guessing, Prince Ding led Zhao Qingcheng to the Marquis of Changping's residence.
Everyone suddenly understood. It turned out they were proposing marriage to the heir of Prince Ding. You must be the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Changping's residence, after all, only she was roughly the right age for the heir of Prince Ding. As expected, how could Prince Ding's mansion arrange a marriage for their second son before the heir was married?
From this, it could be seen that the heir of Prince Ding's situation was truly awkward.
As the dignified heir of a princely mansion, he was actually going to marry a wife with a tarnished reputation.
Someone without a mother to protect them, no matter how virtuous the stepmother appeared, it was still the same.
Princess Ding, who had done nothing, was being slandered while sitting in her mansion.
"Your Highness, did I hear incorrectly, or did Your Highness speak incorrectly?" Qi Tianming was still a bit dazed.
His little third daughter was still two or three years away from her coming-of-age ceremony, how could she have caught Prince Ding's eye? Proposing marriage to his nephew? And the other party was the son of Princess Yanxia, Zhao Suyuan, a renowned beauty from Da Feng many years ago? Wait, didn't Princess Yanxia marry into another tribe back then? Was this intended to make his little third daughter marry into another tribe?
The matter between Princess Yanxia and Amu'er was not widely publicized. Those with intentions learned about it through their own channels, while many others, like Qi Tianming, were completely unaware.
"This, this..." Although the title sounded impressive, it didn't seem to help the Marquis's mansion at all.
After all, that Amu'er was a foreigner and certainly couldn't stay in Da Feng forever.
Even if he stayed in Da Feng, due to his foreign status, he would not be heavily relied upon. At most, he would have a lifetime of wealth and status, but it would not help the Marquis's mansion's future or his career.
Qi Tianming was a bit hesitant to refuse, but the other party was a prince. Although he was no longer an official in the court, it was rumored that the Emperor often summoned him to the palace for discussions.
Therefore, if he refused, would the other party become enraged?
"Your Highness, you may not know, but my Xuanxuan is currently being raised by the Old Madam. The Old Madam has also stated long ago that no one is allowed to interfere with her marriage. What do you think?" Qi Tianming said tactfully.
"It doesn't matter. Then I will go find the Old Madam to discuss this matter. Marquis, please lead the way," Zhao Jin said indifferently.
Qi Tianming did not think his mother would agree to this marriage. Like him, his mother valued the future of the Marquis's mansion above all else.
"Your Highness, please follow me." Qi Tianming led the group towards Chaohui Hall.
The Old Madam was exercising under the supervision of Granny Fang, as instructed by Qi Zhenzhen before she left. Exercising more could delay the progression of her illness.
"Tianming, you've come to see your mother?" The Old Madam was very happy to see Qi Tianming and could finally rest.
"Are these two your friends? Why didn't you say earlier that you were bringing friends back? Granny Fang, quickly prepare some refreshments." The Old Madam was very pleased.
Qi Tianming blinked, somewhat confused. Where had his stern mother gone?
Why did he feel like he had returned to his childhood?
"Why are you all standing around? Hurry into the house. Oh, this young man is so handsome." The Old Madam's gaze was drawn to Zhao Qingcheng.
"Thank you, Grandmother, for the compliment." Zhao Qingcheng's mind was quick. This elderly lady before him was the grandmother of his future cousin-in-law, so it was correct for him to call her Grandmother.