As long as the man doesn't look too bad, looks comfortable, has a good temper, and can tolerate her, that's all. She doesn't mind that the man is also a salty fish, and they can lie down together.
She herself is a salted fish, so she can't ask her other half to be some kind of civil and military star to come down to earth, right?
Being a salt fish together can be very happy. She has a lot of private money on hand, which is enough for her to live comfortably as a salt fish for a lifetime, not to mention she will have a lot of dowry by then.
This time, there were only two people asking for marriage in the main hall, which she did not expect. One was Que Wu, who actually asked her to marry him as the king and concubine of their country, Sala.
He clearly knew that he was weak, so why didn't he find a healthy girl for their Sara.
There are many women in Beiyuan who have good family backgrounds and are of the right age.
And when she heard that he was proposing to marry her for someone else, she felt a sigh of relief in her heart. It was really uncomfortable. Maybe it was because they knew each other.
His clear purpose made her think that in the previous contact, he was testing her to see if she could be the wife of their king. No matter how she thought about it, she felt uncomfortable. After all, she couldn't figure it out.
I have a pretty good background, so I wonder where I can be a queen of a country.
Isn't he afraid that she has a weak constitution and will burp in the middle of the journey?
Another unexpected thing was that Shen Zhishu liked her and even asked to marry her. His eldest sister Shen Zhaoyi asked her questions as if he was forcing her, which made her feel uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart.
But it was okay, in front of so many officials and aristocratic families, she simply said that she didn't like him, and no matter what he thought in the future, she would never care about him again. She had made it so clear.
As for Qi Shuo, she really had a good feeling for him, and in that situation she stood up and expressed her feelings, even though he was like a peacock with its tail spread from the moment he saw her.
She admired this upright young man very much.
Wen Jiaojiao walked slowly in the snow, looking at the red walls and green tiles of the palace, covered by a sheet of white snow, and the singing and dancing of the Yingqing Palace behind her, gradually being left behind her.
Yuzhu and Fengxin were walking with her behind without disturbing her. Suddenly, a tall figure passed them, stepped forward and gently grabbed Wen Jiaojiao's arm.
"Why......."
Just as Feng Xin was about to step forward, he was stopped by Yu Zhu. Yu Zhu shook his head at Feng Xin and pulled her back two steps.
Wen Jiaojiao was suddenly pulled by someone. He turned around and saw only the bright red and blue coat and the silver jewelry that jingled as it swayed.
"Little Moon..."
Wen Jiaojiao raised his head and glanced into Que Wu's amber eyes that seemed to be flashing with light.
Wen Jiaojiao couldn't help but sigh in her heart, how could anyone have such beautiful eyes in life.
Que Wu lowered her head and looked at Wen Jiaojiao. She could clearly see her reflection in those beautiful eyes.
This look was so focused that her breathing was disrupted for a moment.
Wen Jiaojiao immediately didn't dare to look anymore, she broke free from his hand, turned around and continued walking forward. She walked faster and faster, and for some reason, an unknown fire arose in her heart.
Que Wu looked at the girl's bulging back, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and strode after her.
After two consecutive days of heavy snow, the snow on the ground had almost reached Wen Jiaojiao's calves. No matter how fast Wen Jiaojiao walked, he could only walk at that small speed, and he would be caught up by Que Wu's long legs in a few seconds.
Que Wu walked backwards in front of her and looked at her with a smile on his face. Wen Jiaojiao pursed his lips and raised his eyes to glare at him, which made him smile even more happily.
"Are you angry?" Que Wu reached out and touched Wen Jiaojiao's face.
Wen Jiaojiao stopped when he saw his movements, looked up at him and said, "Que Wu, what's the matter with you?"
"Huh?" Que Wu knelt down half in front of Wen Jiaojiao to prevent her from raising her head and feeling uncomfortable.
"What's going on?"
Quewu's Mandarin is basically fluent now, but his accent is still very obvious. This is a common problem among Bangguo people who speak Beiyuan dialect.
But when he said in the main hall that he wanted to marry her for the Lord of Sara, he spoke in such a precise and precise manner that it was almost impossible to hear Sara's accent. Thinking of this, Wen Jiaojiao felt a breath of air holding in her heart, which made her a little annoyed.
"Since you asked me to marry you for the sake of your king, don't touch me."
Now Wen Jiaojiao looked down at him. Looking at his face, Wen Jiaojiao was half angry. Some people can make you angry just by their appearance.
However, she was still angry.
When Que Wu heard Wen Jiaojiao's words, he seemed to find it very interesting. He stretched out his hand and pinched her fleshy cheek again.
Wen Jiaojiao took a step back and became angry again because Que Wu ignored her words. Didn't he hear what she just said?
"Little Moon, why are you angry?"
Why are you angry? It’s not because of you...
Thinking of this, Wen Jiaojiao was stunned. Yes, why was she angry?
"There are so many people asking you to marry me for the sake of the country, the king, and themselves. Why are you only angry with me?"
Listening to Que Wu's question, Wen Jiaojiao's mind was confused. When she was in the main hall, and when she was just now, she was thinking about whether the person who wanted to marry her was suitable for her, and how he would benefit her future life.
Will there be any impact.
But it was Que Wu who made her angry just thinking about it. In fact, he was just like those people, and there was nothing wrong with him. Maybe, maybe...
Wen Jiaojiao looked at Que Wu's focused gaze waiting for her answer, bit her lip, and said, "I don't know, anyway, I won't marry you Salo. You've wasted your efforts."
With that said, Wen Jiaojiao turned around and left.
Que Wu stood up, stretched out his long arms, and grabbed her.
"let me go!"
Que Wu didn't let go, but instead tightened the strength in his hand. He bent down and looked level with Wen Jiaojiao. The two were so close that Wen Jiaojiao could feel the warm breath of his breath on her cheek.
"Little Moon, what if I ask to marry you?"
Wen Jiaojiao watched his pale red lips opening and closing, and slowly said this sentence.
"What do you mean?" Wen Jiaojiao's mind didn't turn around. Why did he ask to marry her?
Que Wu looked at her cute appearance, raised a smile on his lips, put his hand on the back of her head and gently stroked her long hair, "I am asking to marry you for the sake of the king, and also for myself."
Wen Jiaojiao was startled and his eyes widened slightly: "You, Sara, can a woman marry two men?"
Wen Jiaojiao looked as if he had eaten something shocking. He looked in disbelief.
Que Wu was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing, "Hahahahaha..."
Little Moon is so cute. Looking at her appearance, she seems to be really thinking seriously about why they, Sara, can marry two men.
Wen Jiaojiao watched Que Wu straighten up and laugh for a long time, curled his lips, and thought to himself, is this funny?
He also wanted her to marry the leader of their country, and he also wanted her to marry him. It was a beautiful idea.