Chapter 3
Tianjiao Garden, rockery and pavilions, peonies are blooming, a school of prosperity, exquisite specifications, there is a voice that resounds through the sky, "I-don't-marry!"

When Mrs. Chen came to Tianjiao Garden, she just told about the fact that the Third Prince's mansion had come to propose a marriage, which caused Feng Ajiao to yell and protest loudly.

Wearing a rose red dress with rich and auspicious peony prints on it, embroidered with gold thread on the collar, against which the face is gradually radiating, hibiscus face, peach blossom soul, what a domineering girl in her prime of life, in her prime and beauty .

"Mother, it is rumored that the third prince has been lying on the bed for three years, and he might die soon. How can I marry him? Didn't he tell me to be a widow? Mother, I don't want to marry that short-lived ghost. Marry the present prince!" Feng Ajiao shook Chen Shi's sleeve with her hand.

"Presumptuous! What nonsense are you talking about, shut up!" Feng Muqing heard Feng Ajiao's words as soon as she entered Tianjiao Garden, and couldn't help reprimanding her loudly.

Walls have ears. Although the third prince is sick, he was born of that woman. He has a considerable status in the emperor's heart, and he cannot afford to offend him.

"Wow——" Feng Ajiao had never been criticized by Feng Muqing in such a grown-up, and she couldn't figure it out for a while, so she cried loudly.

"Master, look at this matter—" Seeing Feng Ajiao crying so sadly, Chen couldn't bear it, and she was also worried about this marriage, Jiao'er could not marry that third prince.

"Hmph!" Feng Muqing didn't even look at Chen Shi, turned around and strode away from Tianjiao Garden with a flick of her sleeves. Chen Shi looked at Feng Ajiao and Feng Muqing's decisive back, and decided to discuss it with the master first. .

"You take good care of the eldest lady," Chen ordered, and then started to chase after Feng Muqing.

Feng Ajiao had never been scolded by her father before, she cried bitterly and felt sad from her heart. She thought her mother would comfort her, but she didn't expect her mother to leave just after her father left.

With a high heart and arrogance, wanting her to marry that short-lived ghost is like a dream, even if she dies, she will not marry.

Feeling anxious, Feng Ajiao walked out of Tianjiao Garden very quickly, and walked towards the paddling pool, sobbing as she walked, a group of maids chased after her.

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Bi Lu, hurry up and inform the eldest lady." Seeing that Feng Ajiao's expression was not right, Su Ho immediately gave orders, and she followed closely behind Feng Ajiao.

As soon as Feng Ajiao walked to the paddling pool, she turned her head and saw a group of servants chasing after her. Thinking that she was about to marry that short-lived ghost, she was in a bad mood for a while, her steps became chaotic, and she suddenly fell into the paddling pool.

"It's not good, it's not good, Miss jumped into the pool."

An hour later, Feng Ajiao was lying on the bed, sitting beside her was Chen, and Feng Muqing was standing not far from the bed, Chen wiped her tears with a low voice, "Master, what should I do now?"

Feng Muqing looked at Feng Ajiao who was unconscious on the bed, and frowned tightly, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Master, Jiaoer was brought up by you alone. The monk predicted it. You have to think about the future of Xiafeng Mansion. In fact, I have an idea."

Feng Muqing shifted her gaze to Chen Shi, waiting for her next words.

"The one in Zhuyuan is not much different from Jiao'er in age, and the others in the house are too young to be suitable." After saying this, Mrs. Chen stared at Feng Muqing, unable to figure it out for a while. his thoughts.

"Master, it's inconvenient to come forward, and the concubine is considered a villain, what does the master think?"

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like