Dressed as a mother-in-law, she leads the whole family to turn over.

She knew from the beginning that Cheng Hong was not a good person, but she had always believed that Lan Suiwendong and others would clear the obstacles for her, so she was fearless. But now she is about to get married, Lan Suiwendong still has no way, and the Emperor of Qi has even sent the Imperial Guards to her. Her hope of refusing the marriage is becoming increasingly slim.

Lan Suiwendong looked at the messy house and said calmly, "Princess, now that things have come to this, you can only marry honestly. In fact, you don't have to marry. We can't offend the Emperor of Qi, so we still have to leave the Xuanwu Ding behind. You can go back to the Wuya tribe with us, but are you willing?

You haven't seen the environment outside the Great Wall yet! The sky is full of yellow sand, the day is as hot as a furnace, and the night is as cold as the cold winter. There is no fixed place to live, and we have to be on guard against raids from other tribes at any time. If we really couldn't survive, we wouldn't have to travel thousands of miles to the capital.

Marrying to the capital is the best destination for you. At least you can live a life of wealth and glory. Although the conditions of the Cheng family cannot be compared with those of the royal family, the palace has prepared a generous betrothal gift for you. Those are yours, and we will not take them away. With those things, when you go to the Cheng family, won't you have the final say?
If you don't marry Cheng Hong, no one in the capital will dare to marry you. No, it should be said that no one in the whole Qi State will be willing to marry you. I'm sure you know how much it costs to refuse the marriage."

"Ah!" Princess Wuya screamed unwillingly to the sky, overturned the table, and then fell to the ground weakly.

Lan Suiwendong glanced at her indifferently and turned to leave.

Outside.

Lan Suiwenhan followed Lan Suiwendong and asked in a low voice: "Brother, will the princess really marry honestly? I see she is making such a fuss, who knows if she will do something weird tomorrow."

Lan Suiwendong shook his head expressionlessly, "She won't. Even if the Cheng family is in such bad shape, it's better for her to stay in the capital than to go back to the border with us. Besides, she doesn't have a better choice, right?"

Lan Suiwenhan stroked his chin in thought, "That's true. That woman is extremely selfish and would definitely not do anything that would be detrimental to her. She's just a little unlucky."

After all, she is their princess, so they naturally hope that the princess can marry King Ding. Maybe there will be other opportunities in the future, which will only benefit the Wuya tribe and not harm it. What a pity.

Lan Suiwendong frowned, "Okay, don't talk about those nonsense. Wei Guangxian brought people to guard the princess's betrothal gifts and didn't allow our people to leave. There is still no conclusion on the matter of Shi Heizi. Tell your people to keep their mouths shut and don't say anything."

Lan Suiwenhan nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice.

On the Cheng family side.

The wedding of Cui Yudie's son, whom she had been longing for, was finally approaching. These days, she walked with a breeze, wishing that everyone knew that her son was going to marry a princess.

Cheng Jiaojiao also regained some confidence. Before, because of the emperor's scolding, some of her good friends stopped associating with her. But in the past few days, someone actually took the initiative to send her gifts and explained the reason for not contacting her during this period. The reason was obviously an excuse, but since the other party was willing to make up for it, Cheng Jiaojiao felt relieved.

After all, it's impossible for a person to live without friends, and she needs someone to show off to!
So Cheng Jiaojiao immediately wrote letters to those young ladies, inviting them to visit the Cheng family.

In Yishou Hall.

Aunt Sun massaged Madam Cheng's shoulders and back, and grumbled indignantly, "Mother, look at my sister and the eldest daughter, they have been so proud these past few days. The eldest young master is getting married tomorrow, but now they are not focusing on tomorrow's big event, but are actually entertaining guests. It's really..."

Although Aunt Sun was jealous that Cheng Hong could marry the princess, and even more jealous that Cheng Hong had the palace to help prepare the betrothal gifts, she was jealous, but she also knew the principle of prosperity and decline. If Cheng Hong's marriage was done well, her son would be better able to talk to others in the future. Seeing the behavior of Cui Yudie and her daughter, she was annoyed. Old Madam Cheng was also angry, rubbing her eyebrows hard, "What can you do by telling me these? She is not afraid of me now. When I say something to her, she says that her son is going to marry the princess, and in the future, she will have the princess to support her. I, an old woman, really can't afford to offend her."

Old Madam Cheng had a gloomy face. She was very angry, extremely angry, but no matter how angry she was, it was useless because her good son said to give in to Cui Yudie first and wait for the princess to come in.

Aunt Sun saw that Old Madam Cheng looked unhappy, and she smiled and said, "Don't be angry, mother. I just couldn't bear to see it. Anyway, it's my sister's son getting married, and she's not in a hurry. I think she has made all the preparations."

Old Madam Cheng sighed and said nothing more.

That day, Cui Yudie was entertaining several ladies and young ladies until dusk, when she finally had time to ask about tomorrow's affairs.

Then, bursts of roars were heard from the main yard.

"The eldest young master is getting married tomorrow, and now you tell me that the wedding dress has not been changed and the banquet has not been fully prepared. Don't you all want to do your job?" Cui Yudie pointed at the servants headed by the housekeeper and cursed them fiercely.

The housekeeper felt very aggrieved, "Madam, I have asked around, and several famous restaurants in the capital city charge a minimum of five hundred taels to host a wedding banquet, and this is just the most ordinary configuration. If there are a few more tables and a few more expensive dishes, it will be more than that, and it will cost more than a thousand taels.

The three hundred taels you gave me is far from enough! I wanted to talk to you about this several times today, but the lady was unwilling to leave the guest, and I really had no choice! "

Cui Yudie was stunned for a moment, and immediately retorted loudly, "If I am busy, won't you go find the master and the mistress? Am I the only master left in this family?"

The housekeeper had a bitter face, "Madam, have you forgotten? You have already emptied all the valuables in Yishou Hall. The old lady can't afford so much money, and the old lady can't make the decision on such matters!
The master was demoted before, and has been idle at home for a while. The Ministry of Personnel has not yet come to a conclusion, and the master is also panicking, and has been moving around. Today he left early, and has not returned home yet!"

Cui Yudie was angry that the housekeeper didn't give her a way out, and angrily shouted: "In short, you guys didn't do your job well, so you're fined one month's salary, and get out of here!"

All the servants retreated obediently with droopy faces, not daring to say anything. As they left the main courtyard, many of them began to curse.

Cheng Dongjiang had been out all day and was exhausted. When he came back he found out that the wedding banquet for the next day had not been scheduled yet. He was so angry that he started a quarrel with Cui Yudie on the spot and even called Old Madam Cheng over.

"What's the fuss? What's the fuss again!" Old Madam Cheng glared at Cui Yudie fiercely.

Cheng Dongjiang immediately complained, "Mother, you came at the right time. Hong'er is getting married tomorrow, and she, as a mother, hasn't even scheduled a wedding banquet yet. She's right!"

"What?" Old Madam Cheng looked at Cui Yudie in disbelief, her voice changing, "Ms. Cui! The one getting married tomorrow is your own son!" (End of this chapter)