Chapter 572: Chapter 571: The Good News of Big Brother’s Engagement_1
 

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“Master, this is a token of my father’s appreciation.”

Mo Canglan held a long, premium gift box, took two steps forward, and raised it in front of Lin Qingluo.

“Valley Master Mo is so thoughtful; I will gladly accept this gift.”

Lin Qingluo gracefully and elegantly opened the gift box in front of the Duke of Zhen.

The space inside the box was not big, and the contents could be seen at a glance.

A knife and spear-proof gold thread soft armor!

Lin Qingluo’s eyes brightened, as she took the gold thread soft armor out of the box and caressed it fondly.

“Hiss.”

Duke of Zhen looked closely at the gold thread soft armor, took a deep breath, his heart beating wildly with surprise.

Lin Qingluo could not hide her delight in her delicate eyebrows and eyes: “I gratefully accept this gift. Thank you, Valley Master Mo, for your generosity.”

“As long as Miss Lin likes it.”

Mo Lianyong subconsciously glanced at his son, smiled knowingly, and deliberately clarified: “This was Cang Lan’s idea, to give a set of protective gold thread soft armor to Little Master.”

“Brother Lan, thank you.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were smiling as she looked at Mo Canglan.

“As long as Master likes it.”

Mo Canglan’s eyes were slightly lowered, his ears reddening.

“Haha, Valley Master Mo is a guest from afar, don’t be in a hurry to leave, stay in the Duke of Zhen residence for a few more days.”

Duke of Zhen was overjoyed and laughed loudly: “Tonight, I will prepare a banquet at the Drunken Frost Residence, and we can have a good drink.”

Mo Lianyong had the same intention and readily agreed: “Since Duke has invited me, I will not refuse.”

“Hahaha.”

The two of them looked at each other and laughed heartily.

**

Madam Feng cherishes her daughter, and takes out a treasure map that she has kept for many years as a dowry gift, presenting it to the Duke of Zhen residence.

This matter was of great importance, Lin Xiaoyang and his wife Ye Xue’e decided to return to the Capital City ahead of time to report it to the Old Master.

Lin Jinyu, Lady Feng, Feng Liu, and the couple also went along with them.

The party of five hurried back to the Duke of Zhen residence before the Mid-Autumn Festival without stopping.

The news of the Duke of Zhen residence’s eldest grandson having a sweetheart and about to confirm an engagement spread throughout the Capital City like a warm spring breeze.

Hearing the news, the noble ladies from prestigious families were all devastated and washed their faces with tears.

Lin Jinyu was an outstanding gentleman with exceptional talents and character, a warm and gentle youth.

He became a Martial Arts Champion two years ago, paraded through the streets on horseback, capturing the hearts of countless young girls.

Now, his sweetheart is soon to be engaged.

From this day on, there will be no more hope for marrying into the Duke of Zhen residence and accompanying the love of their lives. How can this not cause heartache?

On the contrary, the Duke of Zhen residence was full of joy. The whole family was very happy, welcoming Lady Feng and the future daughter-in-law.

The Duchess of Zhen was so happy that she cried, hugging Feng Liu as soon as they met, and shed tears of joy.

The masters of each courtyard had gathered at the Drunken Frost Residence, laughing and chatting with Ye Xue’e and Lady Feng, congratulating the two future in-laws.

Lin Qingluo, along with her six younger brothers, mingled among them, joking and laughing around their future sister-in-law.

Feng Liu, who had a bold personality, rarely blushed with shyness as they spoke.

The Drunken Frost Residence was as lively as the New Year, and the Duke of Zhen arranged a grand banquet, celebrating with the entire household.

Everyone had a great time at the banquet.

At the end of the feast, the masters of each courtyard were all smiles, talking with Lady Feng and Ye Xue’e for a long time before returning to their respective courtyards to rest.

**

Autumn Scene Garden.

Lin Jinyu stood in front of the desk, holding his breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing his little sister who was deep in thought at the desk.