There's nothing wrong with that, and besides, that minister's legitimate daughter, how old is she already? She's practically become an old maid. It's a fortune she has cultivated over several lifetimes for the Eighth Prince to fancy her!
"Eighth Brother, if you think it's acceptable, then Fifth Brother will go speak to the emperor about it. This matter will be taken care of by Fifth Brother."
He patted his own chest, assuring Yin Lvqing.
Yin Lvqing bowed his head, a glint of calculation passing through his dark pupils. The next moment, when he raised his head again, it had become completely calm.
"Fifth Brother, drop this matter. She certainly doesn't fancy me," he added.
Inside the carriage, Lin Caisang secretly lifted a corner of the curtain to look at the two men by the door.
"Is this the man, Yin Lvqing?" she asked.
"Yes, Madam Jin, he is the Eighth Prince."
Nanny Guo didn't need to look to know who the two drunk men outside were just by the sound of their voices.
