Canglan Empress

Chapter 47

The 12-year-old girl sat on a chair, looking lazily at her older sister.

After a long time, I said in a calm tone: "Although I don't know why the major general asked to marry me, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with you, Miss Huang."

Jimo Linghua narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?"

Yaohua glanced at her, lowered her eyes lightly, obviously not interested in talking to her anymore.

Jimo Linghua gritted his teeth, and was about to be furious, but for some reason, he suddenly suppressed his anger.

Frowning, his eyes searched the younger sister's face for a long time, and a strange feeling slowly surged in his heart.

Why does she feel that this good-for-nothing younger sister looks different from usual today?

Although she used to have a cold and indifferent look, and it didn't matter if she was ridiculed, but she is not like today...

Lazy, casual, as if dismissive of everything.

Did she feel confident when she learned about the major general's proposal to marry her and felt that she was about to stand up?

Thinking of this, Jimo Linghua instantly remembered the purpose of his visit today, and said arrogantly, but in a chatty tone: "You are only 12 years old this year, and you are not yet married."

Marriage age?
Yaohua's lips twitched lightly, and said in a calm tone: "During the Yong Dynasty, according to the laws of the Yong Dynasty, women can marry when they are 15 years old. I still know this, but asking for a marriage does not mean that you will get married immediately. Before you get married, you must make a marriage... It should still be possible, right?"

When Jimo Linghua heard the words, Meiyan's face froze again, and stared at her bitterly for a long time, before he cut to the point coldly: "Sure enough, I'm wishful thinking!"

Yaohua smiled lightly: "Whether it's wishful thinking or not, it's not up to Miss Huang."

As soon as this remark came out, Jimo Linghua immediately tightened the handkerchief in his hand, regretting countless times in his heart, long before his father knew about the existence of this fourteenth sister, he should have found a way to kill her.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

"...Let's make a deal." Taking a deep breath, Jimo Linghua smiled kindly, sat down on a chair opposite Yaohua, and slowed down his tone, "Tonight's palace At the banquet, if Father Huang and Huangfu Xuanyin bring up this marriage, I hope you can refuse."

The words fell, and before Yaohua could speak, she continued: "Of course, in exchange, I will definitely tell my mother to let you live a better life, reward you with silk, gold, silver and jewelry, and give you a gift in the capital." You choose a family of powerful ministers and nobles to marry, what do you think?"

Her tone carried a kind of certainty, that Jimo Yaohua would definitely agree.

After all, silk and satin, gold, silver and jewellery, to the fourteenth princess, were really luxuries.

Moreover, there is a good marriage in exchange, how could she not be willing?

She felt that Jimo Yaohua, who was only 12 years old, would not be able to resist the temptation of these conditions, and besides, she had never met the major general.

Yes, she has never met Huangfu Xuanyin, so she can definitely say that Huangfu Xuanyin is a ruthless, cruel and strong seven-foot man who can kill a tiger with one punch...

"No way." Yaohua's tone was indifferent, calm, "The imperial decree must not be violated. If my father really intends to let me marry that young general, do I have room to resist? The emperor knows that I am not worthy of my father." Beloved, this time you are encouraging me to resist the decree, is it because you want me to die?"

(End of this chapter)