The Duke's wife gritted her teeth, twisted her handkerchief tightly and said coldly: "Feng Junni, a young man from a poor family, actually has unreasonable desires for my little girl."
"Fourth Miss, Third Miss and that Scholar Feng did meet at Zhuguo Temple. If it weren't for this bad fate, Third Miss would not be like this now."
"Six years ago, my mother originally made an excellent marriage arrangement for the third young lady, but unexpectedly, this scholar Feng interfered."
"Third Miss has repeatedly disobeyed the family's wishes for Scholar Feng. Alas... it's such an injustice."
Mrs. Han Qiu gritted her teeth and said, "It's all because of that poor scholar who doesn't know how much he is capable of and how much he weighs, so he tries to reach the heights of our young lady? It's simply unreasonable!"
"But the third lady said that Scholar Feng was going to take the scientific examination six years ago. It seems that he must be an extremely motivated young man."
"So what." Before the Duke's wife could speak, Mrs. Han Qiu shouted first, "If you don't belong to the right family, how can you make food out of love and love?"
"What's more, the marriage arranged by my mother for the third lady is the legitimate son of the minister of the Ministry of Etiquette. How can that little scholar compare?"
Jiang Nai shook his head, knowing that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hated Shusheng Feng very much and couldn't get anything out of him even if they asked, so he stood up and said goodbye: "I will come to visit Miss Third tomorrow."
Jiang Nai visited the Korean government on two consecutive days. Each time, he went straight to Miss Han San's boudoir and kicked out all the girls.
The girls who have served the third lady for many years have all felt a chill in their backs these past few days.
Every time they see the little girl from Jiang Mansion sitting on the spring stool under the window, chatting happily with the air, they always feel that the temperature around them seems to have dropped a few points.
"Didn't you promise me that you would take me to see Feng Lang? Why don't you keep your promises?"
"No one can say anything. Haven't I been preparing for the past two days?" Jiang Nai tilted his head and looked at her.
"I will pick you up early tomorrow morning."
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sandwang city
Wuying can no longer remember which day this is.
This guy led a group of secret guards and stood not far from the hill, looking expressionlessly at the thundering scene on the other side.
At first, when he saw his prince taking out a pot lid and holding it over his head, he almost laughed like crazy.
At that time, he even said something mean: Your Highness, looking at the size and shape of this pot lid, it doesn't seem to be extraordinary.
His Highness even said "hmm" and replied: He rented it with a lot of money from a liar.
Wu Yingyin suppressed the crazy smile in his heart, and reminded his master very considerately: I feel that you seem to have been tricked by the fourth girl again!
And it’s still a bloody pit!
However, after a few days, Wuying's view of the pot lid completely changed.
Seeing His Highness sitting on the mountain with a pot lid on his head and a calm expression on his face, Wuying and the others had to admit it.
Even though my master is being struck by lightning, and he has been struck by lightning continuously for several days...
But it still couldn't conceal his splendid and handsome image.
The function of the pot lid seems to them to be both mysterious and mysterious at this time.
"Why did Your Highness attract fire and thunder from the sky?" Fei Ying muttered in a low voice.
As we all know, only when a demon beast advances to become a demon, it must undergo the baptism of thirty-three sky fire and land mines.
How could His Highness be struck by lightning and baptized by fire?
"What do you know? Only those who are favored by heaven will be treated like this."