Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 60

"You have to think about it clearly. The northern border is thousands of miles away from the capital. If you want to see your daughter in the future, it will be as difficult as heaven. You are so married that you don't know the pain of parting mother and daughter. I'm someone who has been here, so I still need to remind you a little bit." After the old lady spoke, she spoke earnestly.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is full of good intentions.

Sun naturally considered this point, and knew that it was true.

Late Qing's health is not good, and there are thousands of poisons in his body. Once married, the mother and daughter may not be able to see each other for the rest of their lives.

She was still very against Huaiyu before, why did she suddenly want to get married?

Could it be the love born under the same roof?

Mrs. Sun remained silent, while Yan'an struck while the iron was hot.

"Yes, sister-in-law, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has a noble status, and he has a deep love for the late Qing Dynasty, so the Seventh Prince is a good match."

Yan Wanqing listened angrily to this group of people arranging their own marriage, and she laughed lowly for half the salary: "What the second uncle means is that the seventh prince must marry me?"

"Second Uncle is from here, so naturally he wants to help you find a good one. You are the eldest daughter of our Zhenguo Mansion, and your health is not good. Why bother to go to a place like Beijiang to suffer."

Huaiyu quickly said: "Benhou has already purchased a house in Kyoto. If she married Benhou in the late Qing Dynasty, it would be fine to stay in Kyoto for a few years. If she doesn't want to go to northern Xinjiang, she can not go."

After hearing this, Yan An's face turned livid: "You are young and don't know the rules. If you agree, can your mother who is far away in northern Xinjiang agree?"

"This is what Hou Xiushu said when he went back, Second Uncle doesn't need to worry."

Yan An blew his beard and stared: "Who is your second uncle?"

"Late Qing has already agreed to marry Benhou, so naturally you are Benhou's second uncle." Huaiyu continued without paying attention.

Yan An didn't want to talk to this sissy-looking little Hou Ye, so her eyes fell on Yan Wanqing: "The seventh prince is rich and handsome, obviously he wants to be more suitable for you, Wan Qing, you should think about it clearly. "

"Okay!" Mrs. Sun said suddenly, and the hall was instantly silent.

Looking at her mother's expression, Yan Wanqing suddenly became worried.

I saw Mrs. Sun said in a deep voice: "We still need to think carefully about the marriage in the late Qing Dynasty. Someone, please send this matchmaker back first."

The matchmaker is also flexible: "It doesn't matter, the princess's marriage is a big deal that needs to be carefully considered, so the matchmaker will resign first."

"Send these betrothal gifts back together." Mrs. Sun waved her hand, and the servants stepped forward and began to carry the boxes.

The matchmaker didn't want to leave the dowry, and before leaving, she took a deep look at the person in the second room.

The old lady felt very uncomfortable watching the boxes of gold, silver and jewelry being carried out.

"It's really dizzy. I don't want to stay in such a good place in Kyoto. I have to hurry up to endure hardships. I really don't want to stay." She shook her body angrily and was helped out by the mother.

Yan Wanqing couldn't help rolling her eyes when she heard that she didn't have a good word to say.

Just happened to be seen by Mrs. Sun, Yan Wanqing stuck out her tongue and lowered her head.

Mrs. Sun came out of the Buddhist hall, so naturally she had to go back to worship the Buddha first.

Yan Wanqing couldn't listen to a single word of what Yan An and Yan Liu said, and it seemed that he had secretly reached some kind of agreement with the Seventh Prince.

Yan Liu, who usually doesn't even want to look at her, saw her today as if she had seen a piece of meat, wishing she could just tie her up and send her to the Seventh Prince's mansion, she felt better.

Yan Wan turned cold and walked out of the front hall.

The good marriage that she had talked about with her mother was delayed by the second room today, and she felt a fire in her heart.

Most of it must be because of Yan Minsheng, the Seventh Prince is in charge of Dali Temple, that's why Yan'an and Yan Liu's thought of currying favor with the Seventh Prince.

They were able to focus on themselves, and it must have something to do with the conghuan in her yard.

As for who instructed Cong Huan to do this, it was naturally Xiao Hongshen.

What a quick move.

Borrowing his strength, Xiao Hongshen's movements accelerated.

She was determined not to let him succeed.

In this life, Yan Wanqing will definitely not be able to enter the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

"What are you going to do next?" Huaiyu asked worriedly looking at her expression.

Yan Wan touched her belly with her hand, her eyes were full of stubbornness: "He has his Zhang Liang plan, I have my wall ladder, who can't do it first and then play it."

Huaiyu had a helpless expression: "Don't, little ancestor, you are not good for your reputation like this."

"Fame?" Yan Wanqing seemed to have heard some funny words: "As long as you can not marry Xiao Hongshen, fame is nothing."

"No matter what, you are the child's father, you just need to admit it."

Huaiyu only felt that the future was very bleak: "Remember, remember, never forget."

Ever since she had a heart-to-heart relationship with this eldest lady, she has understood what it means to have mountains beyond mountains, people beyond people, and lotus flowers with black hearts full of black hearts. Not enough for her to play.

Yan Wanqing was very satisfied with Huaiyu's attitude, and her complexion improved a little.

"I'll take care of this matter myself. Go and prepare the dowry. It's even bigger than today's ostentation. If you don't have enough, ask me for it." Yan Wanqing waved his hand and walked out the door. go out.

Huaiyu had seen how rich and powerful this eldest lady was, and she was a little worried when she saw her going out alone: ​​"Would you like to go together?"

"No need." She went out to meet Chai You to discuss some matters with him, but it was inconvenient for Huaiyu to follow her.

Seeing her firm tone, Huaiyu knew that following her would only get in the way. Looking at Yan Wanqing's back, she sighed helplessly.

How could this woman be so independent.

Compared with her, I can only be regarded as a small witch.

However, Huaiyu still remembered what Yan Wanqing had told her. She went back to the house to tidy up, and then went out. A man in red appeared beside her soon after.

"You really want to marry the Princess?"

Huaiyu carefully selected things: "Otherwise?"

The man in red was speechless: "You can't play with her."

"Why should I be able to play her better?" Huaiyu asked back: "We are dear relatives and friends, so there is no need to plan."

The man in red seemed to have heard something terrible, and was dumbfounded: "You are crazy, what a joke."

Huaiyu shook her head: "You don't understand." She said as she put down the cup in her hand: "Except for this, I will wrap everything up for Master Ben."

The man in red didn't bother about Yan Wanqing anymore: "Are you rich?"

How much money did this house cost? He didn't remember that they brought so much money when they left northern Xinjiang.

Huaiyu casually took out a special jade pendant from his bosom, and handed it to the shopkeeper who came to check out, with the words "Golden Leopard" impressively written on it.

"The Marquis is not crazy. A woman who is willing to spend money for the Marquis is a dear relative and friend."

The man in red couldn't say anything else, and clapped his hands: "The princess is grand!"

(End of this chapter)