Hilarious and unscrupulous concubine: My princess loves money too much

Even if he likes himself, this kind of love is limited, and he will not give up other women for himself.

In the future, when I become his main concubine, I'm afraid that he will also marry other side concubines. I just have a higher status in his heart.

But which man is not like this, who will treat a woman wholeheartedly, counting this Izumo country, which man is not three wives and four concubines.

It is impossible for them to have only one woman, and it is even more impossible for Xiao Che. He has ambitions, and for the sake of his future and to win over his courtiers, he needs a political marriage.

It's not about love, it's about profit. [

Maybe I shouldn't care so much, as long as I occupy the most position in his heart than other women.

No woman can climb on top of her.

"Che, I know I'm wrong. I'm not jealous either, I just like your calligraphy, so I want to collect it. You never wrote me a love letter, and I haven't even got a single word from you. Isn't that okay? ?"

She didn't even get a letter from him, she understood that Xiao Che didn't like to write those sticky things, so she didn't mind.

But he actually came out to cheer for Jin Luoluo and win over guests, and even signed ten pieces of clothing with his own hand.

Didn't he always disdain these things?

Why can Jin Luoluo do this to this extent?

She couldn't help feeling a sense of crisis in her heart, and she deliberately wanted to come to meet Jin Luoluo for a while, but she didn't expect that Jin Luoluo was not there, and instead ran into that silly girl Mu Yun.

"If you like it, I'll give you these ten pieces of clothes! Don't come to these chaotic places again. Fortunately, nothing happened. You are the daughter of the Xiangfu, and you shouldn't run out to show your face. I'll take you back."

Xiao Che helped Yang Ruoyao, got into the carriage, and sent her back to the Prime Minister's residence before leaving.

After Xiao Che left, Yang Ruoyao immediately turned cold, walked back to her boudoir silently, and sat by the window in a daze.

"Miss, what do you do with these clothes? Do you want to put them in the cabinet?"

Looking at the pile of clothes, the close girl was so worried that she would not be able to wear them all in one month.

"Tear it all up and throw it away."

There was resentment in Yang Ruoyao's cold voice.