Chapter 7 Hydrangea Marriage

"Yes!" was slapped hard by her father, and Qianqian didn't cry, but when she recalled him, Zhuo Qianqian was immediately choked and speechless!

After a while, he relieved his depression and said: "My daughter's heart can only be handed over to one person for safekeeping, and she can't be replaced in this life, whether he is alive or dead, her daughter only lives for him." This body daughter is only guarded for him, the daughter swears not to marry in this life, please don't come to persecute her daughter in the future! ”

If you don't marry a famous family, you used to be a daughter, but today it sounds like a daughter who is guarding herself like jade for a dead man.

Zhuo Yinfeng trembled when he heard this, "Are you going to be angry with me?" If you're like this, where will you put your father's old face? ”

"It is precisely for the sake of her father's face that my daughter decided not to marry for the rest of her life and defend herself for Su Wenxi!" hesitated slightly, but quickly said: "Could it be that the father doesn't understand what his daughter is thinking, or deliberately doesn't want to think about it." More than 200 people in Sumen were killed overnight, and others don't know the reason, so wouldn't Daddy know the reason? After so many years, doesn't my father feel a little guilty in his heart? ”

mentioned the events of that year, even if the people cheered when the case was solved, and the emperor rewarded him greatly, ten years have passed, and everything has settled, but in the face of his daughter's questioning, Zhuo Yinfeng is still empty-hearted.

The tone of his voice was obviously weaker: "Back then, the evidence was ironclad, the holy will has been decided, if what you say is heard by others and spread to the palace, you will be killed!" ”

"What's the fear of killing heads? It's just that ordinary people don't know the reason for this, don't fathers think that their daughters don't know either? Qianqian questioned fiercely, and her waist also straightened up, "Dad used the lives of 258 people in Sumen in exchange for a Hubu Shangshu, among which there are babies less than a year old, Daddy, how much sin have you done?" 's daughter will never marry, and she will guard Su Wenxi, and it is precisely to repay her father's grievances and debts, and when his father sees Uncle Su, he can still ask for a little of his forgiveness! ”

"You...... You ......" Zhuo Yin's cheeks were like blowing, his face turned the color of pig liver, he sat down in the chair and couldn't say a word, beating his chest for a long time before saying, "I'm not allowed!" I'm not going to let you say that! You have to get married, you have to marry if you don't marry, there are portraits on the table, you choose one for yourself! ”

"A daughter will never marry!" Qianqian became more and more fierce like a warrior, grabbed the pearl on her head and shook it to her throat and said: "If Dad must force me like this, my daughter will go underground to find her mother today!" After Wen Xi's death, her daughter's heart had already died with it. I have kept this life for many years just because my father is old and I don't want to see a white-haired person send a black-haired person. ”

The body of the pearl is made of purple gold, hard as iron, and the end is thin, if you use force, the hairpin can also be turned into a killing weapon.

Qianqian was emotional, the strength of her hands was out of proportion, the skin on her snow-white neck had been punctured, and the red blood was oozing out.

Zhuo Yinfeng was anxious and hateful, and stared at the boss with a pair of eyes, "This is evil!" ”

"Ten years ago, my father's treachery and extermination of the Sumen clan was already a crime, and my daughter wanted to atone for her father's sins and beg her father to fulfill it." The strength of Qianqian's hand increased, and the blood was still oozing out like silk just now, and at this time, the skin and flesh were broken, and a stream of blood slid down the neck, falling on the apricot-colored skirt, blooming like a red lotus.

Her daughter knows best, although Zhuo Qianqian is a woman, her personality is extremely flexible, and she can already see that Su Wenxi has been guarding Su Wenxi for ten years.

Today, unless he really wants to force his daughter to death, he can only promise her.

In this tug-of-war between father and daughter, Zhuo Yinfeng needless to say, was defeated.

"The Nangong Marquis Mansion is also a nobleman in the court, how can my daughter have face if she doesn't marry me standing on top of the court, how do the emperor and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty look at me! How should I explain to the prince? Zhuo Yinfeng cried out sadly, beating the bookcase.

"It's natural to deal with the prince with the way that my father has been an official for many years, if my father wants to block the daughter of Youyou, there is a way!" Qianqian saw that she had won, and her tone finally softened, but the step against her neck refused to let go. "The daughter just needs to pretend to be married."

"What exactly do you want to do? I would rather die than marry just now, but now I want to pretend to marry, can this person pretend to marry? ”

"The daughter can throw a hydrangea to recruit a son-in-law and choose a suitable person to be the nominal husband and wife, so as to fulfill the father's reputation and the daughter's own wishes, the best of both worlds! And only the father and daughter know about it. ”

Zhuo Yinfeng almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and he was comfortable navigating the officialdom, but he didn't have anything to do with his daughter. Today's matter is that the daughter is forced to die, and there is no other way but to promise to rely on her daughter in everything.

And on the prince's side, he had to reply with a hard head.

And in the next few days, the news that the daughter of the Nangong Marquis Mansion was about to throw a hydrangea and recruit a son-in-law blew through the streets and alleys of Yongcheng like a wind and falling leaves.

Zhuo Yinfeng is not an official eunuch of the family, but he is a three-grade Dayuan of the imperial court, and the beauty of a daughter is a well-known thing in the capital.

For a while, everyone in Yongcheng was talking about Nangong Houfu after tea and dinner, and even many officials in the court pulled Zhuo Yinfeng to ask questions in their spare time, Zhuo Yinfeng knew that few of them really cared about their daughters, and most of them were watching the excitement, and later they actually said that they were sick and couldn't go to court.

At first, they thought that Zhuo Yinfeng was deliberately evading, but it wasn't until the prince sent someone to greet him that he knew that Zhuo Yinfeng was really sick and had lost a lot of weight in a few days.

Most of the people who came understood a little bit when they saw the unhealed wound on Zhuo Qianqian's neck, and after truthfully reporting it to the prince, the prince just smiled slightly and said: "The kindness of Zhuo Yinfeng for him has made their father and daughter enemies, just that's it, and they will never be mixed again!" He also sent someone to tell Zhuo Yinfeng that he was good at handling his daughter's marriage.

I had been worried that I would push the red line of General Chongyi, for fear of offending the prince, but after hearing this, I finally put my mind at ease, and my illness went to three points. I don't bother to pay attention to the gossip that is circulating in the market, and the disease has gone for three points, and the rest is to worry about my daughter not knowing what kind of son-in-law she will recruit.

After thinking about it, she still couldn't let her daughter make her own decisions, her eyebrows moved, but she had an idea in her heart.