Mind Reading: Help! Princess, your father is too difficult to seduce

Zhao Wanjun smiled and nodded. When talking about Jiang Fu, she had endless words of praise, "Yes, my mother is a very capable person. She has been named a third-grade minister by the emperor."

Wang was shocked again, this time so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Her place was a little far away from the capital, and she had never heard of it. On the way here, she stayed alone in order not to cause trouble with others, and she didn't hear anything about women becoming officials. Sounds of conversation.

So she half-opened her mouth in shock and couldn't even blink her eyes.

It was Zhao Wanjun who raised his hand and flicked it in front of her eyes before she blinked and said with a stutter, "Unexpectedly, he is such a powerful person."

Zhao Wanjun smiled softly and nodded, "Yes, she is a very powerful woman."

Mrs. Wang thought, yes, that’s why her daughter is worthy of being a crown princess!

Thinking like this, Wang couldn't sit still even more.

She was so busy that she was about to get up, "I've met... I've met you, and I still... have to go back. There are a lot of things at home... I just... won't stay, and leave..."

"Hey," Zhao Wanjun stood up and pulled down the corner of her clothes, "The prince will come to pick her up later."

Zhao Wanjun's implication was that she could stay and send her off to get married, after all, she was her biological mother, and she came all the way away.

But Wang's head shook like a rattle, "No... it can't be done," her eyes evaded, not daring to meet Zhao Wanjun's eyes, "Let... make people laugh," she said in a low voice. He lowered his head and curled his toes.

Zhao Wanjun knew that she looked awkward and uneasy, and insisting on keeping her to see her get married was also embarrassing her.

All I could do was give up and say, "Wait for me for a while."

After saying that, Zhao Wanjun walked to the dressing table and opened a dowry on the dressing table.

He casually took out two purses from inside.

There are many similar purses in her luggage.

It was a New Year's package given to her by Zhao Yuan, Mrs. Chen, and her relatives during the New Year.

The New Year's bag given by Zhao Yuan was full of gold coins.

One tael of gold can be exchanged for eight taels of silver.

The New Year's bag given by Zhao Yuan contains ten taels of gold each.

Two purses are twenty taels of gold. If converted into silver, there are one hundred and eighty taels.

Zhao Wanjun took the purse and handed it to Wang's hand. It was heavy in her hand. Although she didn't know what it was through the purse, Wang became suspicious and pulled it open to take a look.

Then the golden light enters your eyes.

Mrs. Wang immediately panicked and hurriedly returned the purse to Zhao Wanjun.

Zhao Wanjun stopped her, "Take it. When you go back, hire a carriage and go back faster."

It’s not that you can go back faster, but that you suffer less.

When Zhao Wanjun entered Beijing with the escort team, she could imagine the hardships involved without her having to elaborate.

Maybe they are friendly escorts, but there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

I'm afraid I will inevitably have to take care of other people's horses along the way.

Every night when they rested, the people from the escort team went directly to rest. She also had to help others take care of the horses. During the day, she could only hang on the back of the car. She didn't dare to stretch her legs or move her arms. She hung stiffly. At the back of the car, we rushed all the way to the capital.

The escort team only goes out when they have something to pledge.

People were pulling loads of goods, and there was no place to pull people there. There was only room at the rear and shaft of the vehicle.

It was not easy for a strange woman to squeeze into the cabin of a carriage with a driver, so the back of the carriage was the most suitable place.

It doesn’t take only a day or two, and you can imagine the hardships you endured along the way.

So Zhao Wanjun wanted her to feel comfortable when she went back.

Wang didn't want to ask for anything.

"...No," she confessed harshly. The dowry she gave Zhao Wanjun was only a few taels of silver, but in the end she had to take away two bags of gold?

Zhao Wanjun used some strength and stuffed the purse into her hand, "Take it, if you have time in the future, you can... bring your younger brothers and sisters to see me," Zhao Wanjun considered carefully before calling her younger siblings.

Because of the title of younger brother and sister, Wang looked at the purse in her hand and could no longer refuse.

Not wanting it at this time, as if she was really cruel enough to break off the relationship with her daughter.

"I……"

"Be careful on your way back."

"If you are not in a hurry, you can go shopping in the capital and buy some things to go back to," Zhao Wanjun said a few more words.

Wang nodded with red eyes.

She looked at Zhao Wanjun reluctantly, and finally turned around and left.

She left Zhao Wanjun's master bedroom, and the maid serving Zhao Wanjun reapplied her makeup.

Jiang Fu also led people back into Zhao Wanjun's yard. She took Zhao Lin's hand, and Zhao Lin's chubby hands helped cover her sister's head.

Not long after the hijab was put on, the boy outside ran all the way into the middle courtyard, "The prince is here to receive the kiss. The prince is here to receive the kiss."

The nun who was waiting in the middle courtyard immediately ran in to pass the news.

Wang didn't leave immediately. Jiang Fu let Xiao Tao lead her and stood at the corner where no one was paying attention, watching Zhao Wanjun get married.

The suona of the East Palace was playing in front of the Ningguo Duke's mansion in a very festive and joyful manner.

The prince Lu Mingchen is even more outstanding in appearance and bearing.

Zhao Wanjun was led by others, said goodbye to her parents, and finally got into the sedan chair.

The bride goes in front and the dowry follows.

The loud sound of the suona could no longer be heard, and the dowry from Duke Ningguo's mansion was still being carried out.

Mrs. Wang looked at the dowry and thought about the two purses Zhao Wanjun gave her, and felt that she couldn't even lift her head.

After Zhao Wanjun went out, Jiang Fu couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief, "This daughter is so well married, it's really sad." 】

Zhao Wanjun went out, and everyone sitting in the hall stood up. Zhao Yuan squeezed his wife's hand and comforted her from an angle that no one could see.

Jiang Fu looked at the tall and heroic man beside her and felt less sad.

Jiang Fu [Male lust leads to misunderstanding. 】

The Duke of Guo: I am the male sex, which is good.

After sending Zhao Wanjun out and arranging the guests, Jiang Fu went to see Mrs. Wang again.

Wang was about to leave and wanted to follow Xiao Tao to change out of her clothes.

Although they were new clothes, the Duke's mansion had given them to her and she had no intention of asking for them again.

But if she doesn't belong to someone else, she can't pretend to be stupid and not mention it.

Xiao Tao naturally couldn't make the decision in this matter, but fortunately Jiang Fu came at this time.

Xiao Tao told Jiang Fu that Wang wanted to change her clothes, and Jiang Fu smiled and asked, "Sister, do you think the material of this dress is not good?"

Wang immediately waved her hand.

Before she could speak, Jiang Fu said with a smile: "Since sister doesn't mind it, just keep it and wear it. I see that what sister wears looks really good."

Mrs. Wang quickly gave me another non-standard gift, "Madam, I have great love."

This is accepted.

Mrs. Wang also knew that the Duke's family had a great business, and naturally people could no longer ask for the clothes worn by a commoner woman. She said she wanted to change them, just because she didn't want others to think she was greedy.

As for saying that you must take off your clothes to show your self-respect, Wang didn't do that.

She is not that awkward person, she is just an ordinary person who could not be more ordinary. People do not dislike her and give her new clothes, which she cherishes!

When she came, she didn't dare to tell her man why she was here.