The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Su Jinlan sighed secretly, feeling that their fate was quite unfortunate.

The world only sees them as having great glory and noble status.

However, they do not know that they cannot even decide their own marriage, and there are many other things that they cannot choose by themselves.

Even though Su Qiruo was so favored, couldn't she only marry a man she had never met as her principal husband?

Fortunately, Si Qianling has a good temper and a likable appearance, otherwise she would feel sorry for Su Qiruo.

Such a gifted girl cannot be ruined by a nasty man.

If the young man who is to be married off to another country is really not a good person, then they will have to use all their strength and let others get it.

Su Jinlan increasingly felt that what she was doing was not wrong. At least if she tried hard now, her children wouldn't have to worry about so many things in the future.

The group first sent the envoy to the posthouse, and then took Su Qinian to the Eighth Prince's Palace.

"Seventh Sister, why don't you go to the palace to pay your respects to the Imperial Aunt first?"

"No need, we'll see you at the welcoming banquet."

Su Qinian felt somewhat resentful towards the emperor. She could not protect her lover, nor her daughter.

She has been away from home all these years, and the only person she cares about is her sister.

Although she usually exchanges letters with the emperor, they only talk about matters related to the border, and occasionally about life, all of which are related to Su Qiruo.

But if you talk about resentment, there isn't any.

No matter what, she couldn't hate the emperor because of his favoritism towards Su Qiruo.

Perhaps, Su Qinian also feels aggrieved!

Although they were both daughters, and both were born to the same father, the Emperor did not pay much attention to her.

This contradictory mentality made Su Qinian feel unable to love or hate. If her sister was not still in the capital, she would never want to come back.

What she was left with here was mostly hurt. As Su Qiruo grew older, she could see a little bit of her sister's thoughts.

"The Queen Mother knows that my sister is working hard, and she naturally doesn't want her to travel back and forth. All the sisters will stay here today, let Xiao Ling prepare a banquet, and we will get together first."

Speaking of Si Qianling, Su Qinian remembered that her sister didn't know her little Wang Jun yet.

"There are no outsiders here. Go and invite Wang Jun to the flower hall!"

Zhishu took the order and went to ask for help, but Si Qianling was not in Tingyu Pavilion. After walking around for a while, he finally found him in the kitchen.

Si Qianling was personally supervising the people in the kitchen cooking with Uncle Liu. Everyone was busy as hell, and it was obvious that they had received instructions in advance.

When Si Qianling saw Zhishu coming, he motioned for her to go out and talk.

"My Lord, the Seventh Princess and several other princes are here. The Master wants you to come over and talk."

Knowing that the king had already given instructions about the banquet, Zhishu tactfully did not mention it.

It is said that their Wang Jun has not been valued since he was a child, and he probably can't even read a few words.

Little did they know that Wang Jun's management of the household affairs made his master much less worried.

Just look at the bravery and wit Wang Jun showed when he helped catch the kidnapper last time, and you will know that he has never been a stupid person.

Those who look down on Wang Jun are truly fools.

Si Qianling didn't expect that Su Qiruo would let him meet the guests. After all, when Su Jiuli and others came over in the past, he had never gone to entertain them personally.

But when he thought about the relationship between the Seventh Princess and his wife, Si Qianling knew that he could not refuse.

Lifting his sleeves to smell the fireworks on his body, Si Qianling said, "I'll go change my clothes and come over."

"Yes, I am resigning."

Si Qianling walked hurriedly, not daring to delay for a moment. (End of this chapter)