Concubine Jinghua: The black-bellied prince, please stay here

Chapter 9

The old woman was choked by Fang Chuchu's question, but then she thought again, and it would be over soon.Prince Jing's marriage proposal just came from the front yard. The eldest lady might not know about it, so she immediately nodded in understanding and said with a smile, "Anyway, this old slave congratulates the eldest lady first. A matchmaker came to the door just now..."

Probably due to a psychological shadow, Fang Chuchu's body tensed when she heard the word matchmaker, and the woman's urging voice lingered in her ears, "The majestic Prince Jing sent a matchmaker to our house just now. He said it was Prince Jing." I want to take you as my concubine...the master and wife have already agreed, congratulations to the young lady, congratulations to the young lady...all blessings to the young lady..."

Is this happy?Still sad?

Fang Chuchu firmly grabbed the woman's hand, her upper and lower teeth knocked uncontrollably, and asked, "Nurse, what you just said...is it true?"

The old woman also patted Fang Chuchu's shoulder, and comforted her with a smile, "Miss, how dare this old slave lie. What the lady has to do now is to take good care of her body, and she will be able to enjoy happiness when she marries into Prince Jing's mansion in the future." .Miss..."

"Did the matchmaker say why Prince Jing...accepted me as a concubine?" If she was still the woman who didn't know much about the world three months ago, she might still be grateful to Jing Jing who had never faced such a thing. Prince.

But now it's different.She didn't believe that there was such a good thing for nothing in this world.

She has lost her virginity, and her family background is not good, even if Prince Jing is just a concubine, it will never be her turn.She thought of Zhang Daju who Fang Fugui matched her with before.

This Prince Jing's Mansion is probably ten thousand times more dangerous than that Dajuren... The old woman smiled and repeated what Matchmaker Chen said.

"No, no no..." Fang Chuchu resisted and shook her head, her moist eyes saw a flash of light quickly flashing through the closed back door.She didn't know where the strength came from, she suddenly threw off the old woman beside her, struggled and ran desperately towards the door, as if there was some scary beast chasing her fiercely behind her.

"Miss..." The old lady didn't expect Fang Chuchu to have such a reaction.With a cry of surprise, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Fang Fugui who was leading his servants towards him not far away.The old lady hurried forward and asked for help, "Master, it's not good, the young lady wants to run away!"

Fang Fugui's eyes immediately widened bigger than the copper bell, and he stretched out his hand to gesture to the servant behind him, ordering someone to stop Fang Chuchu.And he himself also quickly dodged to Fang Chuchu's direction...

On a dark day, Fang Chuchu was wearing a smoky red brocade and sitting in front of the mirror, a fresh green glazed gardenia hairpin was inserted obliquely in the dark clouds and snowy hair, and the head of the hairpin was drooping. The glass beads are like a string of crystal raindrops, making her skin like snow, her eyes bright and her teeth white.

Fang Fugui, who was beside him, looked down at his eldest daughter's expression, his brows were directly knotted, and he frowned and said, "Who are you to show your cold face on this day of great joy? Didn't I tell you so many times?" Well, Prince Jing is handsome and elegant, and the most important thing is that he is still the most beloved son of the Holy Majesty today. Being able to be a concubine for Prince Jing like you is a blessing you have cultivated in your previous life. Dead face, do you want to show this to your father and me? Or to Prince Jing. Tell you, don’t show shame. If you want to escape again, I will have your mother’s ranking removed from the ancestral hall. Throw it out, and move her grave out too..."

Matchmaker Chen started urging her again, Fang Fugui didn't dare to delay this time, she put a smoke-red hijab on Fang Chuchu's head, and ordered Liu Yuexiang to help Fang Chuchu out of the house.

In the silent night, others were going to bed.But at this time, she was wearing a smoky red dowry, and got into the sedan chair. Accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, her sedan chair quietly left Fangfu, and then quickly moved on the quiet street.

This time, Fang Chuchu no longer lifted the curtain to peek at the world outside the curtain.

Since she can't fight, she simply doesn't want to hope for those useless things.

In the past, she was too timid and always pinned her hopes on others. She naively thought that as long as she did better, she would not be disliked by her father, beaten and scolded by her second mother, or despised by her younger sister.

But after walking on thin ice for so many years, what did she get in exchange?
A broken body?A false affection?And her fate as a concubine now?
From then on, she would never easily place her hopes on others.

The lingering sound of wax thread and candle flame sizzles in the silent night.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but the hostess who was supposed to appear in the house to pick off the red hijab for the bride has not yet appeared.Fang Chuchu thought about it, and finally decided to lift the hijab by herself.

(End of this chapter)