Yan Susu knew that her father, the prime minister, was the eternal pain in her mother's heart.
"Mom, if you are not happy, how about we leave? I have already received half of the true biography of Die Guxian. Even if I leave, I will find a medical clinic for consultation, and I will definitely not starve to death."
Encouraging his mother and Qian'er to leave with him was no longer a one- or two-day plan.
Especially when Prince Min agreed to marry him, she felt that it was urgent to leave. She did not want to marry someone she had never met, let alone knew each other.
She is not an ignorant ancient person who follows the advice of a matchmaker or the orders of her parents. In her opinion, a marriage without a foundation of love is simply nonsense and torture.
So she wanted to leave all the time, but unfortunately, she couldn't let go of her mother and Qian'er, and she was also sure that the two of them would never agree to her ridiculous idea.
Sure enough - "Silly boy, I know you feel sorry for me, but I'm old and can't walk anymore. I just want to find a piece of pure land in the prime minister's house and live in peace until I grow old."
Just imagine how desolate and sad it would be for a woman in her prime, less than forty years old, to say that she is too old to walk.
Yan Susu originally tried to persuade Wang, but Wang's next words caused all her persuasion to get stuck in her throat and she was unable to speak.
"Besides, Mom is satisfied even if I can only take a look at your dad from a distance every time - ah, mom forgot to ask, what did your dad ask you to do? Is his illness getting worse again?"
Yan Susu chuckled lightly, held Wang's nervous hand, and reassured: "No, he just called me over and said that he had arranged a painter, a violinist, and a chess player for me. From tomorrow on, he would teach me piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and he would also study.
Cooking skills.”
"It's hard for your father to treat you so well, Susu, you should cherish your blessing!"
Wang's eyes and eyebrows had a gentle smile, but Yan Susu was speechless.
Is this a blessing?
Her hands are not used to learn how to play chess, calligraphy, calligraphy, and cook. Her hands are used to read the Compendium of Materia Medica, prepare Chinese medicine, and boil medicine to record its effects.
Alas, but she is not allowed to resist. Her prime minister father wants to train her to be a virtuous and virtuous wife who can handle both the hall and the kitchen before she gets married.