Chapter 28 Marriage Conditions

   "If you don't marry her, do you think Qing'er can still marry a lady from another family?"

   "Father, what do you mean by this?"

  Zhao Fuqing had been sitting quietly at the bottom, and when he heard King Huainan's words, he couldn't bear it anymore.

  Hearing Zhao Fuqing's voice, Zhao Yang looked at him with complicated eyes.

  It would be great if he could have more sons.

   He only had one son, Zhao Fuqing, so he could only gamble all his efforts on him, but this talent was very mediocre.

   "Father, the child knows that he is wrong."

   Seeing Huainan Wang staring at him and not speaking for a long time, Zhao Fuqing quickly knelt down on the ground.

   Zhao Yang showed a hint of disappointment and helplessness in his eyes. He glanced at him and said directly, "Qing'er, get up."

   "Now, news of Xu'er has spread, and it's too late for my father to stop it. This matter has already reached the ears of the emperor. Now the best way is for you to marry the second young lady of the Jiang family."

   "Father, the housekeeper has already sent the child's divorce certificate. Can the Jiang family agree to marry me at this time?"

   Zhao Fuqing didn't have much feeling about marrying Jiang Ruyun, he could marry or not.

   Sending the letter of divorce was Chu Rou's idea. Seeing that her mother and concubine insisted, Zhao Fuqing followed her advice.

   "Weifu heard that the second miss of the Jiang family is very fond of you. Go and talk to him in person, and I think he will agree."

   "Yes, my son will go now."

  Hearing Huainan Wang's words, Zhao Fuqing went directly to Jiang's house without saying anything.

  Zhou Rongfang knew that her daughter would marry into the Huainan Palace sooner or later, so she didn't make things difficult for Zhao Fuqing, and let him into Jiang Ruyun's room.

  Zhao Fuqing saw the pale Jiang Ruyun, his eyes were distressed, and he hurried forward, "Yun'er, I was wrong in the palace before, I..."

   "Why did you send the letter of divorce? It was written by you yourself. Don't tell me you really don't love me anymore."

   This is where Jiang Ruyun is most angry. She can't believe that Zhao Fuqing really has no feelings for her at all.

  Hearing Jiang Ruyun's words, Zhao Fuqing quickly hugged her, "Yun'er, my concubine forced me to write this matter. She is my mother, and there is nothing I can do about it."

   "Is it the princess?"

   "Then why are you here today?"

   "Yun'er, I have already made up my mind. No matter what, I will marry you, so I will take back the previous divorce letter. Can we continue our marriage contract?"

   "Brother Zhao, I..."

   "My lord, are you treating me as the Jiang family's daughter who comes and goes when she is called?"

  Before Jiang Ruyun finished speaking, the door was pushed open by someone. She looked at the door, and the leader was Mrs. Jiang.

   Mrs. Jiang didn't know about Zhao Fuqing's arrival. After hearing Madam Xu's words, she wished she could beat Zhou Rongfang up.

   "Mother, why are you here?"

  When Zhou Rongfang saw the old lady appear, she felt a little guilty in her eyes. She quickly looked at Jiang Peihuan, her eyes were full of pleading for help.

  Jiang Peihuan didn't look at Zhou Rongfang, but supported the old lady's hand, and said softly, "Grandmother, since this is what Ruyun and Second Aunt meant, why don't we ask the eldest son to go to the living room to talk."

  Hearing this, the old lady couldn't help but sighed, but she didn't say anything, and went to the living room while holding Nanny Xu's hand.

   Seeing this, Jiang Peihuan turned to Zhao Fuqing, "Master, please."

  Looking at Jiang Peihuan, Zhao Fuqing thought of Cheng Wang Xiao Nanye, and when he thought of Xiao Nanye, he thought of his hidden guards.

  He didn't dare to have the slightest opinion on Xiao Nanye, so he could only put the blame on Jiang Peihuan.

   Smiling coldly at Jiang Peihuan, Zhao Fuqing strode towards the living room.

  After sitting down on the mahogany chair, Zhao Fuqing looked directly at the old lady and said, "Old lady, I came here this time to continue my marriage with Yun'er, and hope that the old lady will be successful."

   "Huan'er, I'm tired, so I'll leave this matter to you."

  The old lady didn't even look at Zhao Fuqing, but directly looked at Jiang Peihuan.

  Hearing this, Jiang Peihuan nodded and returned softly, "Don't worry, grandma, I will handle it well."

   "Mother, I will take you back."

   Zhou Rongfang on the side saw the old lady get up and stepped forward to flatter her, but the old lady waved her hand away and looked directly at Liu Xiu, "The third family, take me back."

   "Yes, Mother."

   Liu Xiu's eyes showed a bit of surprise, but when she heard what the old lady said, she hurried forward.

  Seeing this, Zhou Rongfang showed a bit of anger in his eyes.

  Jiang Peihuan saw this scene, looked at Zhou Rongfang and said, "Second Aunt, let's talk about Ruyun's marriage first."

   "Yes, yes... let's talk about Yun'er's marriage first."

   "Master, it's not impossible for your Huainan Palace to continue your marriage with Ruyun, but we have one condition."

   "What do you want again?"

  As soon as he heard Jiang Peihuan's voice, Zhao Fuqing remembered the 100,000 cars of gold. If the Huainan Palace took out another 100,000 cars of gold, it would be empty.

  So when he looked at Jiang Peihuan at this moment, Zhao Fuqing's eyes were full of defense.

  As if he didn't see the expression in his eyes, Jiang Peihuan said softly, "The prince must send Lanzhi away!"

   "Send Lanzhi away? How can I do that? She is Xu'er's biological mother, and Xu'er has been taken care of by her since childhood. If there is no Lanzhi, he..."

   "Since that's the case, then there is no need to discuss this marriage. Please come back, my son."

   Before Zhao Fuqing finished speaking, Jiang Peihuan interrupted him directly. Seeing Jiang Peihuan who suddenly turned his face, Zhao Fuqing was stunned.

   "Miss, our palace can agree to your request."

  At this time, the man beside Zhao Fuqing suddenly spoke out, Jiang Peihuan recognized him, his name was Zhao Yong, and he was the follower of King Huainan.

   "Okay, I promise you, I will send Lanzhi away."

  Hearing Zhao Yong's voice, Zhao Fuqing also nodded in agreement, and Jiang Peihuan sat down again, "Originally, it would not be an exaggeration to kill someone like Lanzhi, but considering that she is the young master's biological mother, I spared her life."

   "Missy is kind-hearted, and our palace can agree to her request, so I hope that my palace can agree to my request."

  When Jiang Peihuan's voice fell, Zhao Yong, who had spoken before, also whispered.

   "What request does your palace have?"

   This was said by Zhou Rongfang. When Jiang Peihuan was speaking, she had been afraid to intervene. Now that she heard what Zhao Yong said, she finally interjected.

  Zhao Yong bowed to the second lady, and returned softly, "Our prince and princess hope that the second lady can come through the door soon."

   "After all, there are quite a few people who know about the miscarriage of the second lady. If it gets out, the reputation of the two prefectures will not be good, so it is better to hold the marriage earlier. What do the second lady and the eldest lady think?"

   "It is indeed necessary to hold it earlier, and we can agree to this matter."

   Before Jiang Peihuan could speak, Zhou Rongfang quickly agreed.

  (end of this chapter)