The marriage, Cheng Ya, stopped Han.

In the past, the mother and daughter were alienated and cold, but she had never thought about these things. In recent years, she had been ups and downs, so she didn't even bother to think about it.

It turns out that my second daughter is also at the age of getting married

Han was silent, feeling a little indescribable.

It's like a part of herself. Whether she likes or doesn't like it, once she leaves and becomes someone else's house, there's always a bit of a disgusting feeling.

Cheng Ya was even more helpless. She endured it and endured it, but she couldn't help but complain: Mother, you must have never considered it yet.

Han was a little embarrassed: Actually, there is nothing to consider. Among you sisters, your third sister is strange in nature. She may not be able to marry someone else. It is best to marry into your grandfather's family.

Cheng Ya was dumbfounded: Mother, may you still want your third sister to marry Zhi's cousin?

Thinking of the gossip that spread throughout the Beijing, Cheng Ya felt sorry for her sister: Mother, I wouldn't agree. Even if the third sister still wanted to stop her cousin, I wouldn't agree.

Han had never seen his eldest daughter express her firmness like this, and asked in surprise: Why?

Cheng Ya lowered her eyes and sneered, thinking why, did her mother ask her if she could do it? What about her now?

And what about her now, the Crown Princess who has been born

How could she not know where the prince's indifference to her came from?

In the year of their wedding, the prince wanted to take Miss Hua, the cousin of the grandfather's family, as his concubine, but the concubine firmly disagreed. Just three days before their wedding, Miss Hua committed suicide, and she was probably the first princess in history to stay alone on the empty room on the night of the wedding.

Later she vaguely heard that the prince and Miss Hua had been in love with each other since childhood.

Sometimes she couldn't help but think that if the imperial concubine had not stopped her back then, Miss Hua became a concubine. Until now, her relationship with the prince has become stronger and stronger over time, and she has become a normal member of the Eastern Palace. She would have to use her fingers to count the days when the prince should come.

All of this. With the resolute suicide of Miss Hua Da, Cheng Ya had no way to know.

She occasionally couldn't help but blame Concubine Hua. If Miss Hua had been allowed to enter the palace, people would mention it behind their backs. Perhaps they would say that Miss Hua was not following the rules. Now that Miss Hua is dead, no one dares to say that the Concubine is not bad. Instead, they think that she cannot tolerate others and break up a pair of lovers.

People sympathize with the cow's head to drink water. Who remembers to ask, "Which water mood"

Her life is destined to have no choice. She can no longer watch her sister repeat the same mistake.

Cheng Ya raised her eyes and looked at Han: My cousin has no affection for her third sister. This is not wrong, but after that, if he has some protection for her third sister, he will not let gossip and talk become more and more unpleasant. Mother, my cousin is not a good match for her third sister. If the third sister wants to marry, I will do this evil person.

You don't need you. Your third sister wants to marry a man. I will break her legs and I will never forget the words of your eldest aunt in this life. My daughter will be kept at home for the rest of her life and will not be sent to her and asked her to slap me in the face.

Cheng Ya breathed a sigh of relief: The mother said that she would marry her third sister to her grandfather's family. Could it be that her cousin Ping was one year older than her third sister and was just the same age, and her cousin Yi was a little younger.

Han smiled and waved his hand: Among the brothers and sisters, your fourth uncle has the best relationship with me, but I don’t want to marry Wei’er to his house. After hearing and hearing, my son will inevitably be influenced by his father and will take some things as usual. No matter what, I am Wei’er’s mother and I don’t want her to face those bad things in the future.

Cheng Ya deeply agrees.

After so many years, my fourth uncle has more than three wives and four concubines, it is like a spring scenery in the garden.

Cousin Ping looks honest and kind now, but after all, she is still young. Who knows what she looks like when she is adult

She became more and more puzzled: what mother meant was

Han lowered his voice: Look at Shu'er

Shu's cousin Cheng Ya was surprised and covered her mouth with a veil.

Han was quite uncomfortable and coughed and said: I know you all think Shu'er is not from a good family. But I have been watching coldly over the years that the child is not in poor health, but the child is all good. The rare thing is that he is good with Wei'er. In the future, the two of them can live together.

Speaking of this, Han seemed to feel something and sighed: What's the point of identity? Wei'er's grandfather's family is the Duke's Mansion, and you are here, and Che'er is protected. Will you still be hungry and suffering in the future? Is there a person who knows the cold and the heat, and it is more real than anything else.

The most important thing is that the stubborn girl really fights Shu'er, at least Shu'er can't beat her

My mother Cheng Ya's eyes felt sore, and she didn't dare to let Madam Xiong be seen by her side. She hurriedly lowered her eyes. I didn't mean that. After hearing what you said, I think Cousin Shu is also good. You are right. The most rare thing is to have a close friend.

The mother and daughter sat opposite each other and fell silent for a moment. Only the cheerful birds singing faintly came from outside the window, indicating that spring was coming.

Cheng Wei walked slowly to the northeast corner of the East Palace Garden with the cheerful birds singing, watching the begonia trees of the four seasons.

The begonias in all seasons are only one foot tall, and they are all planted in a half-human-high white jade altar, squeezed into clusters, and the flowers are blooming in full bloom.

The fragrance was so refreshing that Cheng Wei stood beside the begonia lace and couldn't help but take a breath.

She still likes to listen to the plum trees growing freely in the snow forest, rather than the begonia raised in the cape.

Behind who are you, a woman's voice came.

Cheng Wei turned his head and saw a woman wearing a purple skirt and high bun frown and looked at her with a look of alert, especially after seeing Cheng Wei's appearance clearly, the alert became even deeper.

Cheng Wei recognized this woman.

She is one of the prince's concubines and Sun Liangdi, who was born into a general.

A young girl of Cheng Wei's age, no one talks to her about the princess and the prince, or who the prince loves. However, she often goes to the palace in the past, and over time, you can vaguely feel that the prince seems to be very good to this Sun Liangdi.

She occasionally saw Sun Liangdi accompanying the prince for a walk in the garden.

My daughter has met Sun Liangdi and Cheng Wei bowed her knees and bowed.

Sun Liangdi's eyes were full of doubts, but the word "Minister" made her look a little bit alert, and she asked hesitantly: Whose girl are you? Why are you here? I have never seen it before.

Cheng Wei kept kneeling and bowing, and his eyes fell directly on the hem of Sun Liangdi's wide big skirt.

The purple skirt has exquisite blue peacock patterns embroidered on the hem. If it weren't for this position, she would probably not have noticed the patterns on the hem of the skirt for this unfamiliar Queen.

But at this moment, the beautiful and exquisite peacock pattern made Cheng Wei's hands tremble.

In the illusion, the beginning of everything was when Cheng Yao, wearing a green skirt, slowly falling down, blood flowing all over the ground, dyeing the peacock pattern on the hem of the skirt dull.

No wonder she thought about that scene after she thought about it, and she always felt that it was familiar and strange, which made her puzzled.

It turned out that it was just because Cheng Yao was wearing a costume she had seen before, the regular clothes of Prince Liangdi

Cheng Yao married His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

It seemed as if the last drum sound had settled, Cheng Wei had only sneer left. It was not finished.
Chapter completed!