"One tael of silver? It's so expensive. Can it be cheaper?"
Bargaining has always been a pleasure for women when shopping.
Even though I have money, I still enjoy the feeling of seemingly taking advantage.
"Girl, one tael of silver is expensive. You are dressed like this. Do you still care about one tael of silver?" [
"That's not what you said..."
"Wan'er..."
In the midst of the bargaining, suddenly, a strange voice came from behind.
This is a woman's voice. Judging from this voice, she seems to be in her thirties.
Jiang Xueya slowly turned her head and saw a middle-aged woman who was very elegantly dressed looking at her with passion and joy.
She was stunned and said, "You..."
"It's really Wan'er. Since you have returned to Fengli City, why don't you come to the Prince's Mansion to see your mother?"
The middle-aged woman was very excited, pulled her up, and touched her face.
"Oh, our Wan'er is pretty, so I know that child will be very good to you."
I heard Jiyue Liuyin talk about it.
The true identity of her body is that of the daughter of the current Marquis of Nanjun, named Murong Wan.
When Murong Wan was still the daughter of the prime minister, she was married to Feng Li, who was still a prince at the time.
Murong Wan is now 16 years old, and the woman in front of her is in her thirties...
Could it be that she is Murong Wan's mother?
"Mother...mother?"
She called out tentatively.
"Wan'er, you are stupid, I am my mother."
Seeing her dumbfounded look, Madam Murong took her hand and left.
As he walked, he said, "Wan'er, why are you walking out alone, and Liuyin's kid isn't following you?" [
Hearing her mention Jiyue Liuyin, Jiang Xueya was stunned for a moment.
"After that wedding, he said he would take you away from Fengli City. He said he was going to a far away place and he didn't know when he would come back."
"My mother was really reluctant to let you go."
"But as the saying goes, if you marry a chicken, you will marry a dog. If you marry him, of course you will go wherever he goes."