"What should I do? What should I do?" Lin Bingwei, who had always been calm, could no longer hold his airs and could only run around anxiously.
Yanran, Yanxue, there is nothing you can do about it. Which of you two will marry?
He sighed heavily and secretly scolded Jin Weizheng for being a villain for actually recommending his two daughters as princesses in the court, and they were the princesses of the third prince.
Yanran walked into the house casually swinging a wicker stick in her hand with a sly smile on her face. She had just been feeding the fish in the garden when she heard that a prince wanted to choose one between her and Yanxue to be his princess.
Yanxue must be impatient, right? She chuckled and wanted to see how Yanxue fought with her. She had heard from Yuchen long ago that as long as it was a good thing, Yanxue would come to fight for it.
However, the scene in front of her was beyond her imagination. Yanxue hugged Mrs. Lin and refused to let go, crying profusely.
Ah, Yanxue shouldn't feel like this, Yanran smiled in her heart, isn't she just a princess? If she really asked you to marry the emperor, she would faint from joy.
"Ran'er, you're here." The eldest lady held Yanran's hand tightly.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Yanran's heart suddenly sank after seeing the sad eyes of the others. They didn't seem happy, but seemed to be sad for something. What's going on? Being able to be a princess means
There are so many good things that people can't ask for. Do these three princes have any hidden diseases? It's not like they are terminally ill and want to find someone to marry them. As we often see on TV, the ancients were superstitious and always thought that marrying someone could save their lives. Yaya, she just got married.
If you go in, you will be treated as a widow. No wonder Yanxue is so sad.
"Dad, Yanxue won't marry. The third prince has a habit of cutting off his sleeves." Seeing Yanran looking at her, Yanxue grabbed Lin Bingwei's clothes and knelt on the ground.
The habit of cutting off sleeves? Yanran was even more surprised. There were people like her in Mosu Country. No wonder Lin Yanxue didn't want to get married. It would be better to just marry and become a widow. When the prince kicked off his legs, his mission would be completed.
"Master, Yanxue cannot marry. According to the order of seniority and youngness, Yanran must be married." The second lady grabbed the corner of her clothes anxiously and cried with her daughter.
"The elders and younger ones are in order? Now we know that the elders and younger ones are in order. Why not before? In the past, Yanxue got all the good things first, and then it was Yanran's turn." The always gentle eldest lady protected Yanran behind her,
For the first time, I got angry and confronted the second lady face to face.
"You..." The second lady was choked and speechless.
"Mother." Yanran smiled playfully at Mrs. Lin: "Mother, you finally know how to fight for it. Haha, mother, you are progressing so fast." She said happily and kissed Mrs. Lin "snap"
One bite.
"You...you." Yanxue knelt on the ground, pointing at Yanran, not knowing what to say.
"Alas!" Lin Bingwei looked at Yanran and Yanxue with pity. On one side was his beloved daughter, on the other was the supreme emperor. How could a villain like Jin Weizheng push him to this point?
"Mother——" The second lady rushed over hastily.
"Grandma——" Yanxue also seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, stood up, and ran out.
"The old lady is here?" Yanran clearly felt her mother's body stiffen, and turned around. Sure enough, Mrs. Lin entered the house with the help of the maid.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" Lin Bingwei was unhappy, but he still helped the old lady sit on the chair. Her arrival made the second lady and Yan Xue a lot more arrogant. Lin Bingwei looked at Yan Ran and Yu Lian worriedly.
Yulian's face was solemn, but her charming but careless smile made Lin Bingwei even more melancholy.
"Explain to me clearly what's going on. It's such a big thing, but you didn't ask me to come. Bingwei, do you no longer have a mother in your eyes?" The old lady was still very angry.
"Mom, how dare Bingwei? Bingwei just doesn't want to make mother worry."
Lin Bingwei stood next to the old lady submissively, and could only tell her what happened in detail.
"Yanran, Yanxue, choose one to be the concubine for the third prince? If you marry one, you will be the princess." Mrs. Lin said while looking at Yanxue with a smile.
"Grandma, Xue'er won't marry. Good grandma, Xue'er doesn't want to be a princess." Yan Xue knelt down, holding on to Mrs. Lin's skirt and crying.
"What's wrong with being a princess? Silly boy, get up quickly."
"Grandma doesn't know, the third prince, the third prince has a habit of cutting off his sleeves. Xue'er won't marry, Xue'er won't marry... wuwu."
Yanxue was so moved that she was crying, and even Yanran who was standing aside couldn't help but sigh.
"Get up, Xue'er. If Xue'er doesn't marry, we won't marry." Old Mrs. Lin helped Yan Xue up lovingly. She originally wanted her granddaughter to be a princess and enjoy a happy life, but when she heard that the third prince liked a man, Old Mrs. Lin
How can a person be willing to let his most precious granddaughter become a widow?
"Bingwei, what do you think we should do? I am reluctant to marry Xue'er."
"Mother, Ran'er, Ran'er can't marry either." Mrs. Lin cried, pulling Yan Ran to her knees.
"Yulian!" Mrs. Lin looked at the eldest lady with dissatisfaction and said sternly: "Get up, you are crying and crying here. Fortunately, Bingwei is here and saw that I didn't make you angry, otherwise you would have to blame me again.
I won’t kiss you."
"Mom, I can't marry Yan Ran. The Third Prince is like this, and neither of my two daughters wants to marry him." Of course Lin Bingwei understood what the old lady meant, and quickly tried to dissuade her, lest she would directly tell Yan Ran to marry him.