The depressed Qingyang County Lord pushed the door and saw Princess Qing sitting quietly in her room.

"Mother, why are you here? But is there anything wrong with finding a daughter? ”

The county lord of Qingyang unbuttoned his cloak, threw it to the maid behind him, and asked curiously.

Princess Qing looked at the county lord of Qingyang and smiled gently: "Qingyang, where have you been?" Why didn't I see you when I came out of the palace? ”

The county lord of Qingyang dodged his eyes for a moment, and said with a smile: "I went to visit a friend, didn't I let Bai Lu tell you?" Lu! ”

The county lord of Qingyang shouted.

Bai Lu hurriedly agreed, and curtsied: "The slave and maid have reported to the princess." ”

The county lord of Qingyang glared at her secretly, and then waved her hand to retreat.

"Mother, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore." The county lord of Qingyang turned his face and said with a smile.

Princess Qing has always been in poor health, so she always pretends to be okay in front of Princess Qing, so as not to worry her.

Princess Qing raised her hand and stroked her soft hair, and sighed softly: "In the eyes of the mother, you will always be a child." ”

Princess Qing looked straight at the county lord of Qingyang and asked softly, "Qingyang, you went to the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion just now, right?" ”

The county lord of Qingyang was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face froze, and said, "How did the concubine know?" ”

Princess Qing took her hand and said, "No one told me, I guessed." ”

"At the banquet just now, your imperial uncle mentioned the young talents around him, just to say goodbye to you, and I saw you at that time, Qingyang, tell me honestly, what do you think?"

Princess Qing's eyes were worried, and her hands tightly held the hand of the county lord of Qingyang.

The county lord of Qingyang lowered his head and said in a low voice: "The mother concubine actually guessed it, didn't she?" ”

"But, Qingyang, he is a married man, he is already married, he is not suitable, you are the daughter of the lord of the county, even if he divorces his wife and marries another, do you believe that he can be good to you for the rest of his life?"

"But, mother, I can't tolerate others in my eyes anymore." The county lord of Qingyang suddenly raised his head, and his words were sad.

Princess Qing looked at the Qingyang County Lord with a sad face, and the whole person was stunned.

"Qingyang, you tell your mother that your father is ...... him" Princess Qing couldn't believe it and asked anxiously.

The county lord of Qingyang interrupted her words suddenly, and said, "It's not what my father meant, it's me!" ”

"But Qingyang, why are you like this, you still have a lot of good years, you still have good days ahead, why do you want to tie yourself to a person."

Qing Wangfu was anxious and sad.

Her green yang should be a better man's!

"Mother, in fact, why did you follow your father and come all the way to the capital?"

The county lord of Qingyang looked at Princess Qing fixedly, and suddenly asked.

"I ...... I naturally have a reason. Princess Qing smiled bitterly, and then said: "But Qingyang, you are different from your mother, your mother is already terminally ill, and there are not many days left, Qingyang, you are still young, you are the same age as a flower, your father is the king, and sometimes he can not listen to his words......"

"Mother, this time it was really not my father's order, I was willing to do it, and my father didn't agree, but, mother, don't you understand? There is always someone you are willing to have. ”

"But Qingyang, this person is not suitable!" Princess Qing was a little anxious.

The county lord of Qingyang said: "There is nothing suitable or inappropriate, only whether I am willing or not!" ”

"Qingyang ......"

"Okay, mother, don't persuade me anymore, I don't care what kind of identity Su Muzhe is, in the end, he must be my Qingyang's husband!"

The county lord of Qingyang swore that Princess Qing had no choice but to return to her house.

King Qing had already returned, changed into a snow-white middle coat, and was leaning on the pillow to read a book of war.

"What's the matter, did Qingyang come back?" Seeing Princess Qing coming in, King Qing raised his eyelids and asked.

Princess Qing nodded and sat opposite King Qing.

"Lord Wang, you better persuade Qingyang, don't let her contact that Su Muzhe again, Qingyang is about to go mad."

Princess Qing pleaded.

King Qing closed the book and looked up at Princess Qing: "Qingyang has always been willful, and there is nothing that others can change if Qingyang can subdue Su Muzhe." ”

King Qing said lightly, he is still quite optimistic about Su Muzhe.

"But, how can Qingyang marry a married man?"

What's more, I heard that Su Muzhe was very affectionate to Chun Yuyan, and Princess Qing was only afraid that the county lord of Qingyang would be like a moth to a fire, and what should I do if I was covered in scaly wounds in the end?

King Qing raised his eyebrows: "The daughter of this king, what can't you marry?" If Qingyang really likes it, why not let Su Muzhe divorce his wife and marry Qingyang when the time comes? ”

Princess Qing looked at King Qing weakly, and felt a chill in her heart.

"The prince thinks that Su Muzhe is a rare talent, and he wants to come over, right?"

King Qing looked at Princess Qing's cold face, stretched out his hands to straighten her body, and said with a gentle smile: "The princess is too worried, Su Muzhe is indeed a talent, but you have to like Qingyang, you can rest assured, I will not let my daughter be wronged, my daughter should be the most beautiful woman in the Great Qin Dynasty." ”

King Qing said domineeringly, but Princess Qing silently lowered her head.

Chun Yuyan really sent someone to ask once a day, when will Su Muzhe show up, and is the dowry calculated?

Every time, the old lady looked depressed.

When asked on the fifth day, the old lady couldn't bear it anymore, gritted her teeth, and found Jiao's over.

"Jiao's, have you calculated the dowry?"

Jiao Shi raised his eyes and asked cautiously, "Old lady, are you talking about Chun Yuyan's dowry, or?" ”

"It's not hers, can it be yours?" The old lady flew towards Jiao with a knife.

Jiao's heart was blocked, and he said: "Chun Yuyan's dowry has been calculated, our Hou Mansion has a total of five thousand seven hundred and eighty-six taels, and the rest is in the three-room treasury, which can be taken away at any time." ”

"More than five thousand taels? She's only been here for a long time, how can she use so much? ”

Jiao Shi moved his fingers and said: "Last month, the old lady repaired the garden, Chun Yuyan took out 1,500 taels, last month, Brother Nan'er's birthday, the old lady took 680 taels from Chun Yuyan, last month, the furnishings in the old lady's room were renewed, and two porcelains and a rosewood screen were picked from Chun Yuyan's dowry......"

"Okay, don't talk about it, is it all my money?"

The old lady said angrily.

Jiao Shi raised his head and said, "That's what I remember in the account book." ”

The old lady snorted coldly and said, "Then make it up to her and let her get out of here!" ”

"I can't make up for the old lady, we only have less than two thousand taels of silver left in the account in the house, let alone make up for her, we don't have enough to spend ourselves."