"What's the noise outside?"
When he looked up, it was Mrs. Anding Hou who came out with a group of servants.
"Mother, I want to break off the engagement with this shrew!"
Mo Ziqing covered her face and complained on the spot, "She took off her wedding bandage and missed the auspicious time without saying anything. She actually dared to attack Zhining and me. Will she be arrogant to the sky when she enters the house in the future?"
Seeing the obvious slap marks on her son's face, Mrs. Anding Hou's expression suddenly changed, "She is indeed a country bitch, she doesn't even have this kind of education!"
An Ruowan just wanted to sneer. This good mother-in-law had always looked down upon her country background. After entering the house, she treated her like an animal.
During the twelfth lunar month of winter, she was asked to carry water from a well to wash clothes, which left her with chronic illnesses. She had several miscarriages before she became pregnant.
An Ruowan sneered, "If you look down on me so much, why did you want to covet the reputation of the prime minister's house and insist on marrying me as your legitimate wife?"
"We can help An Zhining and your good-for-nothing son. Aren't you afraid that others will talk about your son marrying a gambler's daughter, which will embarrass yourself? You want and want all the benefits, but your An Dinghou Mansion will take them?"
She spoke so eloquently that Mrs. Andinghou couldn't reply, and angrily called the nanny beside her.
"Tear that bitch's mouth open for me. She will be my wife as soon as she walks in. I, the mother-in-law, can teach her whatever I want!"
The two nuns immediately rolled up their sleeves and tried to catch An Ruowan, but they scratched An Ruowan's wrist. An Ruowan's eyesight suddenly pulled out the hairpin and inserted it into the back of the nun's hand.
"ah!"
Grandma screamed and rolled on the spot in pain.
An Ruowan pointed at Mrs. Andinghou with the hairpin still stained with blood, "Who is the daughter-in-law of a sinister woman like you? Whoever likes to enter this family, I will never marry the Mo family!"
Mrs. Andinghou was so angry that her mouth twisted and she cursed fiercely.
"You were originally a wild girl who came out of a mud pit in the countryside. Who in the capital thinks highly of you? That is to say, I kindly gave you a way out, but you still dare to make trouble for me here. Well, if you regret the marriage, regret the marriage. I only see who will want it in the future. Marry an abandoned woman like you!”
An Ruowan stared at Mrs. Andinghou's triumphant face, feeling angry in her heart.
She naturally knew that regretting her marriage would do her no good at all. Not only would she be stigmatized for the rest of her life, the Prime Minister's Office would definitely blame her for ruining her reputation, and would also implicate An Zhining's marriage in ruins.
He couldn't help but force her to apologize and force her back to the Marquis Anding Mansion in the end.
She had to think of a way to get out of her marriage to Mo Ziqing and silence the other side of the prime minister's house.
"Prince Rong returns to the capital, and the idle people retreat!"
A loud gong sounded, and pedestrians on the street knelt down like a wave of waves, as if out of conditioned reflex.
Prince Rong?
Some scattered memories flooded into my mind. Prince Rong Gu Beichen was the emperor's brother. He was the God of War of Qi who was granted the title of Lang Juxu when he was still young. He had great military exploits and was favored by the emperor. The only shortcoming was the incident five years ago. Ambush, poisoned body, bad for walking.
She remembered that Prince Rong was not praying for the deceased imperial concubine in Wutai Mountain, how could he...
Yes!
In her previous life, she had already been carried in through the side door, so how could she know that these major events were happening ahead?
"Are you crazy? You're still not polite when Prince Rong comes?"
Turning his head, he found that everyone in the Anding Hou Mansion had knelt on the ground. Mo Ziqing was kneeling on the ground with his head tilted and lowering his voice to ask An Ruowan to kneel down.
But An Ruowan seemed to be unable to hear and stood there blankly, looking extremely eye-catching among the crowds of people kneeling down and worshiping on the street.
Mo Ziqing was anxious and came over to grab An Ruowan's sleeve, his tone a bit anxious.
"You are looking for death yourself and don't harm the An Ding Hou Mansion. That is Prince Rong. One word can make the entire Hou Mansion fall to the ground. Kneel down quickly!"
Before he could grab An Ruowan's sleeve, he saw An Ruowan walking straight towards the carriage.
"return!"
Mo Ziqing's suppressed shouting could not get An Ruowan to look back.
"Step aside!"
The leading guard, riding a tall horse, frowned and angrily scolded An Ruowan.
"Whose young lady dared to collide with Prince Rong's bicycle frame?!"
An Ruowan paused and suddenly shouted towards the carriage behind him: "I can cure Prince Rong's old illness!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole street was in an uproar, and Mo Ziqing closed his eyes in despair.
If I had known that this bitch had such a low-level, desperate attitude to get into trouble, she would never let her get in even if she fought against her mother. Now if she offends Prince Rong, I am afraid that the entire Hou family will be buried with her...
An Zhining lowered his head, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
As expected, he was born in the countryside and had never seen the world. He didn't even know the identity of Prince Rong. He was afraid that An Ruowan's body would be wiped out before she could take action.
At that time, whether it is the identity of the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion or the future mistress of the An Ding Hou Mansion, they will all be in her pocket...
The guard immediately scolded angrily with a dark face: "I really don't know how high the sky is. Someone drag this girl who talks arrogantly..."
"Qingfeng, what happened?"
An extremely clear and pleasant sound came from the carriage, which made An Ruowan's heart beat rapidly.
This is her only chance, no matter what, she must seize it!
"His Majesty, she is just a little girl trying to please others. She looks like she belongs to the Marquis Anding's Mansion. My servant has already asked someone to drag her down and teach her a lesson..."
"It has nothing to do with our An Dinghou Mansion!"
Mo Ziqing immediately shouted: "Your Majesty Mingjian, this bitch just regretted her marriage in public and brought disgrace to the Anding House. I have severed ties with her. From now on, An Ruowan has nothing to do with the Anding House!"
Mrs. Anding Hou on the side also echoed, "Yes, yes, this bitch was raised in the countryside. She is vulgar and full of lies. Your Majesty, you must punish her severely!"
An Ruowan sneered, and shouted towards the carriage while facing the two guards who came to arrest her.
"Is Your Majesty feeling sleepy all day long and having to take tea to refresh himself, but it is inevitable at night? He cannot fall asleep without using soothing incense. His limbs are sore in the rainy season, and his bones swell and ache in winter. As he gets older, he becomes more and more serious every year?"
The carriage suddenly became silent, and even Qingfeng's expression changed instantly.
"No one knows about these things except the servants who serve the prince closely. Where did you get the news?"
An Ruowan didn't answer, just stared at the sedan curtain that was always hanging down.
"As long as Prince Rong agrees to make a deal with me, I will ensure that the prince's illness will be cured within three months!"
Qingfeng was a little impatient, "You girl, why are you still so stubborn..."
"What deal?"
A big hand like white porcelain opened the sedan curtain, and only half of the face was exposed. You can see how beautiful the face of the person in the carriage is!
"I want Prince Rong to marry me!"
