Jade Without Fragrance

   Chapter 172 I like it so much

  Lin hesitated: "Prince Jing is really good, but his health is not good, this is a big problem."

  What if I can't grow old together with Ah Hao?

   The old lady's tone was light: "But I like it very much."

   "If you like it, you can't make hasty decisions about lifelong events."

   "But I like it very much."

"Mother!"

  The old lady's expression became serious: "You can find a husband as strong as a calf for Ah Hao, she doesn't like it, can you be happy?"

   A cow suddenly flashed in Lin's mind, and he shook his head hurriedly.

   Who can be so happy!

"I have watched with cold eyes over the years. Prince Jing's health is not as bad as people think, at best he is weaker. He is good in every way, but the hardest thing is that the two children are in love with each other. In my opinion, it is fine. Ah, let's have a good heart, a thousand dollars can't buy a good heart." The old lady said calmly.

   At her age, she has gone through many ups and downs, and many things have long been seen. Even if Prince Jing's heir is not long, it would be better if Ah Hao could live a pleasant life with the person he likes than marrying someone who has no feelings.

   Of course, the premise is that the man's parents are reliable, and her parents' home will always be a shelter for her.

   Lin was touched by the old lady's words.

  Yes, a daughter can't buy a good heart. She insisted on marrying Wen Rugui, but she didn't care about anything. Compared with the surnamed Wen, Prince Jing was at least sincere towards Ah.

   "That's okay, my mother has always been better than me, if you think it's okay, then that's okay."

  Since they are willing to have this marriage, the General's Mansion is not a family that takes Qiao, so in the afternoon, Lin sent someone to send a message to Princess Jing.

   Princess Jing felt a little nervous when she received the post.

  The post came too fast!

   After drinking two sips of tea, Princess Jing slowly opened the post, quickly scanned the words on it, and couldn't help showing a smile.

   In the post, Princess Jing was invited to be a guest at the General’s Mansion in her spare time, which is the meaning of euphemistically agreeing to the marriage.

   The General’s Mansion has a vision.

   Princess Jing let out a long sigh of relief and instructed the maid, "Go and invite the prince over here."

  The unfilial son spent most of the day asking her for peace several times, which is really worthless!

   Thinking of her usual steady son being so unbearable, Princess Jing felt a little sour in her heart.

   After waiting for a long time, the curtain was picked up and Qi Shuo strode in.

   "Mother concubine looking for me?"

   "Yes." Princess Jing responded calmly, and decided to see how anxious her son was.

   Qi Shuo's out-of-the-way light fell on the simple and elegant post at Princess Jing's hand, his heart was beating like a drum, but his face was calm.

   Judging rationally, the General’s House should have agreed, otherwise the mother and concubine would not have reacted this way.

  God knows that what he is most afraid of seeing is the gentle look on his mother's face.

   "The General's Mansion has replied—" Princess Jing stretched out her tone.

   Qi Shuo became more and more sure of the guess in his heart, but he was still nervous.

   Before that result was clear, no amount of rational judgment could reassure him.

   "What does the general's mansion mean—" Qi Shuo asked in cooperation.

   Princess Jing had a smile on her lips: "Of course I agreed."

   Joy like fireworks blooming in the eyes of young people like ink: "Thank you mother concubine!"

   Princess Jing gave him a white look: "The boss is not too young, keep your focus, and people will see a joke."

  Isn't a silly boy a daughter-in-law? But **** her off.

   Qi Shuo's raised lips couldn't be put down at all: "My son knows."

   Princess Jing pointed at the door: "Go back."

   It hurts to look at it.

   "The son retire." Qi Shuo took two steps, then turned around suddenly, and asked with the eyes of Princess Jing, "Mother, when will our family officially propose marriage?"

   In the end, Qi Shuo escaped amid the laughter and scolding of Princess Jing, and ran into Qi Qiong, the head of the small county.

  Qi Qiong listened faintly, and asked in confusion, "Brother, have you made your mother and concubine angry?"

   Qi Shuo regained his composure: "No."

   Qi Qiong looked at his brother and was relieved.

   The eldest brother's joy can't be hidden, it should not make the mother and concubine angry, or it will be unfilial.

   Qi Qiong entered the house and saw Princess Jing with a stern face.

   She stepped forward gently and took Princess Jing's arm: "What's the matter with the mother?"

   Princess Jing glanced at her beautiful daughter and sighed, "Qiong'er, you have to strive for success!"

   She also has a daughter!

   "Oh." Qi Qiong nodded, confused.

  Qi Shuo returned to the yard and punched Fei Yang's mood.

  Changshun scratched his head and whispered to Changning: "The prince looks so happy."

  Changning blinked: "Really?"

  Changshun took another look, and became more and more certain: "I can't go wrong, but the prince didn't go out today, why is he so happy all of a sudden?"

  Changning echoed the question: "Yes, why?"

   Until the Iceman invited by King Jing's mansion went to the General's mansion to formally propose marriage, and brought back the good news that the woman had promised, Changshun fell down on the steps after hearing this, as if struck by lightning.

   After a while, he tugged at Changning's sleeve: "Changning, pinch me."

  Changning unceremoniously stretched out his hand.

   "Ow!" Changshun screamed, tears coming down from the pain, "Who made you pinch so hard!"

  Changning laughed: "Wouldn't that make you wake up well?"

   I have never seen such a fool.

   Oh, no, there's that girl named Baozhu next to Concubine Shizi.

   "Changning, I think it's unreasonable to let the parents order all the important matters of marriage..." Changshun hadn't recovered from the blow.

   The second girl Lin, who climbs the wall from time to time and can beat the gangster who kidnapped her, is about to become their concubine?

  Changning gave his friend a sympathetic look, patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Changshun, think about why the prince is so happy."

   Until Chang Ning went to Qi Shuo to congratulate him, Chang Shun was still dumbfounded.

   As soon as the news of the marriage between Prince Jing's residence and the General's residence spread, there were not a few people who were as shocked as Changshun.

  Lin's external remarks could not be more comprehensive: "The two children grew up under the watch of the two families, and they have long wanted to marry. The eldest girl is ill, and she may get better with her sister's happiness."

   Many noble ladies inevitably suffer from pantothenic acid in private.

  The eldest girl Lin was seriously ill, so she took the initiative to withdraw from the marriage with the king of Wei, thinking that the general's mansion was going to decline, but I did not expect that the second girl Lin married another good marriage.

   That is the eldest son of the prince. He is young and good-looking. What is even more rare is that King Jing doesn't even have a concubine. His famous love with Princess Jing has such a straight upper beam, and the lower beam will definitely not be crooked.

When Princess Yian returned to Kou's house to visit her mother, she heard her mother's emotion.

   Accompanying Mother Kou, the girl whose eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Princess Yian looked impatient: "Mother, you have said this several times, and it is rare for my sister to come back. Why do you still mention it?"

   Isn't it just that I envy Miss Lin Er who got a good marriage, and I think she is not good enough.

   But is this what she wants to do?

   "You think Prince Jing's son is a good son-in-law, and he should have moved next door to Prince Jing's mansion ten years ago." The girl said angrily.

   (end of this chapter)