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Chapter 927: Houmen's cannon fodder children after th

   Chapter 927 Houmen's Cannon Fodder Children After Mother's Disappearance (30)

   After all, there is no chance in the future.

Three years ago, she and Wei Yi were already good friends. It would be great if she could marry Wei Jia, even if his legs are now disabled, but she knew that this was impossible, her father would not agree, And Wei Jia probably doesn't like her. After all, Wei Jia has only met her twice, and maybe she can't even remember who she is.

  Qiu Qingqing grabbed Xingzi's hand, with tears in her beautiful eyes: "Xingzi, I know that it is impossible for me to be with him. I just want to do my best before getting married. After getting married, I will give up."

"Miss, don't cry, when you cry, Xingzi feels uncomfortable. I won't say anything, it's up to you to do whatever you want." Xingzi quickly took out the handkerchief to help Qiu Qingqing wipe away her tears, and sighed, "If you can do it, Miss. It's fine to marry Young Master Wei Jia, even if you can't, the master shouldn't marry you to the sixth emperor's grandson as a concubine."

No one in the capital knew that the Sixth Emperor Sun was a lousy person. He slept in Nanfeng Pavilion and brothel all day and night. He became a father at the age of twelve. He was ignorant and cruel. lift out.

  The Sixth Emperor's grandson once married two concubines, but they were both killed by him in the end.

  Because the sixth emperor's grandson is the younger brother of the fourth emperor's grandson, and he has the support of his successors, no matter how careless the sixth emperor's grandson is, others will not dare to do anything with him.

   In the capital, any lady, as long as there is no problem with her brain, would not want to marry him.

   But because Qiu Shangshu was standing in line with the grandson of the fourth emperor, he learned that the grandson of the fourth emperor did not plan to marry another woman except Wei Ya. In order to show his love, Qiu Shangshu made Qiu Qingqing as a concubine for the grandson of the sixth emperor.

  Actually, according to Qiu Qingqing's identity, although she is a concubine, she is Qiu Shangshu's daughter after all.

   But because of Qiu Zhenzhen's words, Qiu Qingqing changed from a concubine to a concubine.

   Qiu Qingqing didn't want to marry the sixth emperor's grandson. She cried and made trouble, but for an orphan who didn't even have her aunt, how could she let her decide on her own marriage.

   In the end, Qiu Qingqing agreed.

  Since he has chosen to agree, it doesn't matter to Qiu Qingqing whether it is a concubine or a concubine. After all, that's not her sweetheart.

   Now it's just a matter of time before she should be carried into the palace of the sixth emperor's grandson.

   It will no longer be possible to leave the house at that time, so now she wants to do everything she can to help Wei Yi and Wei Jia.

   Qiu Qingqing wiped the tears from his eyes, took out a book, put the paper on which the poem was written, and slowly closed it.

   Wei Jia, the son-in-law of Weiyang Hou's mansion, is very talented. He was already a scholar at the age of twelve. That poem was made by Wei Jia once at a poetry festival.

   Qiu Qingqing has always kept it in mind.

   Putting the book back, Qiu Qingqing opened the drawer and took out a brown brocade box inside.

   She opened it slowly, and in the brocade box were hairpins, step shakes, jade pendants, and silver coins.

   No more, no less, she saved it from childhood until now.

   "Let's go."

   The clear pond, the red koi waving their tails playfully under the pond, the pond water emerges from time to time, spitting bubbles, and occasionally hides under the lotus, sticking out a small head.

   By the pond, the girl wearing a veil looked down at the pond, her eyes soft.

   It was only very quiet, and she was alone.

   Entering the Shangshu Mansion, Wei Ya took her to the pond and told her to wait here and leave.

   Wei Yi did not leave, looking at the koi in the pond, enjoying the rare cleanliness.

   (end of this chapter)