Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots Chapter 1505: 319, Engagement (Part 3, Second Scene)

Chapter 1505: 319, Engagent (Part 3, Second Scene)

Lin Yuan covered her lips, stealing a laugh but still rolled her eyes and snorted, “Look at how generous you are! Haven’t you always been a money-grubber? You’re so tightfisted you probably wish you could tie your money pouch to your waist at all tis!”

Xia Zheng’s eyes widened as he looked at her, an expression of ‘Am I really like that?’ across his face.

Lin Yuan pushed away his handso face that had inched towards her own, and talked business: “Waiting for big brother to co back for the engagent seems a bit rushed. Isn’t the Crown Prince of Xiliang coming with him too?”

That was indeed the case. With Xia Zhen bringing back an army, naturally, he wouldn’t return as quickly as Xia Zheng by himself. Counting the days, it would still be half a month’s wait. That ans the engagent would be postponed until mid-winter.

Plus, the Crown Prince of Xiliang’s marriage was pending, and with Yao Hanai’s incident, the choice of the bride was still up in the air. It appeared that the Crown Prince of Xiliang would have to spend the New Year in Dayong.

Xia Zheng pursed his lips, huffed and said, “Let him co! Not to ntion an uncrowned prince, even if it were Prince Xiliang himself, nothing could stop from getting married!”

Lin Yuan smiled and said, “Good, then we’ll just ignore that Crown Prince of Xiliang and decide on our own matters.”

“Right. I’ll talk to mother, and we can set the engagent for winter or at the end of the year!”

Having said that, Xia Zheng imdiately stood up from his chair and swiftly exited the room to go find Princess Anle and set a date.

“You…”

Lin Yuan hadn’t finished her sentence when Xia Zheng was already out of sight, leaving her half-amused and half-annoyed. However, thinking that she would soon beco Xia Zheng’s fiancée filled her with joy and a hint of nervousness.

“Get a grip, getting all nervous about the engagent, what will you do at the wedding? Will you end up crying from fright?”

Patting her slightly warm cheeks, Lin Yuan chuckled to herself and sat idly in her chair.

At fourteen this year, she had co to the capital city with the hope of gaining a good standing, and now, she had astonishingly climbed all the way up to the status of a Commandery Princess. Not only that, she now owned Dong Tian and the soon-to-open teahouse; it felt like a dream.

Calming her thoughts, Lin Yuan reviewed the recent events. Shopkeeper Liu had ntioned that many were signing up to work at the teahouse; she’d have to make ti to check on it.

There was also the competition with the Drunken Immortal Tower; after the contest, they could open the teahouse.

Moreover, Xia Zheng was a Commandery Prince, and she, a Commandery Princess—setting their engagent wasn’t a minor matter; at least they had to inform the Emperor. It seed the engagent would need to wait until the end of the year after all.

Tsk-tsk, Lin Yuan shook her head and murmured to herself that getting married wasn’t as simple as she thought. If engaging was this troubleso, marriage would be even more so!

Resting her chin in her hand and tapping on the table with the other, Lin Yuan mumbled, “It seems I need to start preparing for the wedding in advance. Forget the wedding dress; if those old conservatives saw expose my chest, they would surely drown in their spit! And white, they’d definitely say that’s bad luck! Tsk-tsk, looks like I can only wear the most conservative clothes!”

Thinking it over, Lin Yuan decided to take so ti and sketch her dream wedding gown. Nowadays, won embroidered their own bridal dresses, but she would leave it lest she married in a misshapen rag.

“Better leave it to Red Smoke Pavilion!”

With her mind made up, Lin Yuan began muttering about other wedding details, like room decorations, bridal bouquets, and even flower children. Her room was filled with her own silly laughter.

At the Lin Mansion, Shui Xian ca out of the accounting room and handed the advance of silver she had received to Yin Xing.

“Here, take it and use it!”

Yin Xing’s round cheeks flushed with embarrassnt as she gratefully said, “Shui Xian, thank you.”

Shui Xian rolled her eyes at her: “What are you talking about? Aren’t we sisters? Besides, if you went to get an advance on your salary yourself, what would you tell our young mistress? That your parents are sick? She’s not unaware that you were sold to the General Mansion by your father. But…”

She paused, glanced around to make sure nobody was nearby, then whispered to Yin Xing: “Still, the indenture you signed was a death pledge. It doesn’t allow you to take money to care for your parents, not even to go back for their funeral cries if they die. Of course, I know you’re not ungrateful. But your father keeps asking you for money every few days. How can you support the whole family? How much do you make a month? How many people in your family?”