Now that the dust has settled, Mrs. Feng is relieved of her hatred. Ren Hawthorn is a martial artist, fierce and lustful, how do you know what to pity and cherish jade, how many young women who are tender and delicate have to shed their skin if they don't die in his hands. Not to mention a concubine, even a wife, people who feel sorry for their daughters will not send their daughters to the fire pit.

Murong Hou was naturally reluctant to marry his daughter to this kind of person, but Murong Shuang passed the clear road in front of the emperor. Concubine Li in the palace is on the side of the prince, and even the prince has to curry favor with the Ren family, so Concubine Li is naturally very happy to send a sister to please Ren Hawthorn, who holds the military power.

Murong Hou had to sigh in his heart, and he could only compensate Murong Shuang in the dowry.

Mrs. Mei took Murong Hou as the sky, and when she saw Murong Hou's attitude, the matter was irreparable, and she even had the heart to die.

On a corner door on the east side of Murong Hou's Mansion, an old woman was quietly collecting a bag of silver in her arms, and said in a low voice: "...... Our seventh lady, with a temperament following Mrs., looks smart and lovely, but she is a fool. ”

The woman whispered, "Fool? Mother Gui, don't tease me, how can there be such a beautiful and good-looking fool? ”

Mother Gui looked around, and then lowered her voice and said: "Madame chose such a good husband for her to be a concubine in Pingyin Hou Shizi, she wants to go to the Jin Palace, and the family is restless, how can anyone let his wife go and run away to be a concubine?" Are you stupid, you say? ”

The mother-in-law quietly handed over another bag, and Gui's mother kept talking about the rumors she heard in the house.

The woman left satisfied, and as soon as she got on the street, she immediately turned around and walked briskly in the direction of Pingyin Houfu.

A few days later, the depressed Pingyin Hou Lady was summoned into Ronghua Palace by Concubine Li, and after coming back, Pingyin Houfu found the official media to come to Murong Qian to propose marriage.

"The sixth day of the first month of next month is an auspicious day of the zodiac, and on that day, the Ren family will include our third young lady in the mansion, so it is better for us to take advantage of this good day to do good things, so that the two sisters can marry at the same time and achieve a good story." Mrs. Feng was finally relieved, and looked at Mrs. Pingyin Hou and smiled.

Achieved a good story, one married into the Hou Mansion, one was included in the General's Mansion, one was a wife, and the other was a concubine.

How is it not a sensational story.

"On the sixth day of the first month of next month, is it a little hasty?" Mrs. Pingyin Hou thought of her son's depressed face, and her heart was sad.

I've never seen someone who is so anxious to marry a daughter, and people who don't know think that the daughter of this family can't get married.

Mrs. Pingyin Hou secretly sneered.

"Don't be in a hurry, Qian'er's dowry was prepared by the sister in the palace two years earlier, and I, the mother, didn't bother much." Mrs. Feng said with a smile.

Take Concubine Li to press her.

Although Mrs. Pingyin Hou was unhappy in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on her face, and agreed with a little hesitation.

"I'll let Qian'er come out to meet." Madam Feng smiled with satisfaction.

"No, I'll hurry back to tell Yuan'er the good news." Mrs. Pingyin Hou smiled and got up to say goodbye.

Mrs. Pingyin Hou walked out of Murong Mansion, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared cleanly, and she couldn't believe that her son's family matter was decided like this, from the matchmaker to propose marriage to today, it was settled in less than half a month.

Why is it not Miss Murong San, but Miss Murong Qi?

As long as Mrs. Pingyin Hou thought of Murong Qian, a layer of ice could be scraped off her cold face.

The dust has settled.

The news of the marriage of two thousand gold in Pingyang Houfu on the same day spread all over the major teahouses in the market, and everyone was happy for two days, as long as it comes to Murong Mansion, some people will think of Murong Yan, and compare it with Murong Yan's marriage and retirement.

"Yan'er, will you marry me?" Qian Qi followed behind Murong Yan, shouting while dodging the red peony elephant chasing a fly.

"Yan'er, Yan'er." Qian Qi watched the beauty leave, and hurriedly chased after her, "You wait for me." You just say yes, and I'll treat you well. ”

It's not been a day or two since something like this happened, and it's no surprise that people on the street are surprised.

"Miss Murong Liu, a smiling and generous person, actually proposed to take his wife as the key, ridiculous, ridiculous." In the teahouse, naturally some people saw this scene and couldn't help but say.

"The wind of the world is going down, the wind of the world is going down."

"After waiting for my husband for ten years, in exchange for a marriage letter, I still marry first and divorce first, and my temperament will change greatly if I change someone......"

"According to me, this Miss Murong Liu...... Actually, it's quite beautiful, and I'm willing to marry it. ”

Miss Murong Liu.

Ren Hawthorn stared at the distant figure, reached out and touched his cheek, and seemed to be able to feel the heat after being beaten. As the son of a general, when did he receive such insults? With a sneer in his heart, he drank all the tea in front of him, and the few copper plates he dropped made a loud sound on the table.

Watching Ren Hawthorn leave, a tall bitter gourd-faced man at the other table slowly raised his head.

He raised his eyes again to look for the pretty figure, and the woman was far away.

This Miss Murong Sixth is a wonderful woman, I wonder if it is the person the prince is looking for?

The word strange was learned by him from the prince.

The bitter gourd man stepped up to catch up.

In the palace, in the Qianqing Palace, Ling Tao rubbed his forehead with a headache.

"Do you want to leave the cabinet on the sixth day of June?"

"Father, the son wants Brother Huan to return to China as soon as possible, and he can also stabilize the dynasty as soon as possible." Under Ling Tao's sharp gaze, Ling Yue said timidly.

"I'll do it for you." Ling Tao sighed lightly.

"Father," Ling Yue hugged Ling Tao's arm and coquettishly, "Erchen wants Murong Yan to marry." ”

"Bastard thing!" Ling Tao's brows immediately furrowed, and he looked at her and shouted angrily.

Ling Yue was stunned, and tears fell from her grievances.

This was the first time Ling Tao had been so angry with himself.

Ling Yuegui is a princess, and when she marries, she can choose some noble girls from the nobles as a dowry, but the concubines in the aristocratic families are also very noble, so they generally choose from the concubines, or choose the concubines from the families whose family background is not very significant. These noble girls are married, and they can be accepted as partial houses or concubines if they are favored, and the life and death of those who are not favored will be handled by Ling Yue or Rong Huan.

Murong Yan was also reasonable as a princess, Ling Yue didn't expect Ling Tao to be so angry. Thinking of the appearance of the woman in the Cheng'en Palace, Ling Yue's little face suddenly turned white.

Could it be that the father really intends to take that slut as a concubine?

Ling Yue has an arrogant temperament, but she grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she doesn't know anything.

"Is that what you mean, or what Rong Huan means?" Ling Tao's sharp gaze made Ling Yue lower her head.

"Yes, that's what Erchen meant." Ling Yue said in a low voice.

This was indeed what Ling Yue meant, she didn't even mention it to Rong Huan. She had Murong Yan's poison in her body, thinking about getting Murong Yan to Jinhua Kingdom, and after the antidote was in hand, she couldn't survive and die.