Princess Ming's words finally made Prince Ming calm down: "What you said makes sense. I am impatient."
Thunder, rain and dew are all gifts from God. Only by accepting them calmly can his father feel pity for him and allow him to stay in the capital for a while longer. What he needs most now is time.
Seeing that Prince Ming finally calmed down, Princess Ming helped Prince Ming go into the house and comforted him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please be patient for a moment. I will hand over a name card to the Imperial Master's Office later and pay a visit in person. I'll take a look by the way." What is the other party’s intention?”
Prince Ming's finger gently hooked the back of Princess Ming's hand: "Thank you, Princess, but I don't need to trouble Princess in advance. It is said that Pingting has some connections with the demon. Imperial Master, and I asked Pingting to find out."
After enduring it, I didn't say the word "monster" in the end.
Hearing Prince Ming mention Yu Pingting, Princess Ming lowered her eyes and said, "Yes."
Did that bitch say something in front of the prince again? She was indeed too tolerant of that bitch!
Prince Ming didn't realize what Princess Ming was thinking. He patted the back of Princess Ming's hand again: "I am lucky to have you."
Princess Ming smiled dignifiedly: "Your Majesty is so complimentary, how dare you become my concubine."
She wanted to see what Yu Pingting was capable of.
How the palace fights internally is their own business. When it comes to the outside world, others will not say anything about Yu Pingting, they will only bring the entire Ming Palace with them.
Therefore, no matter what, she had to save her face for Yu Pingting.
Since Yu Pingting wanted to take the lead, she would prepare the best gift for Yu Pingting.
But if Yu Pingting doesn't have this face in front of the Imperial Master, then don't blame her for being ruthless.
She doesn't want to be the useless Ming Princess. What she wants is to hold the power of rejuvenating the country like the Empress Dowager and be respected by all the people in the world.
As for men, they are just her springboard.
Yu Guang and Yu Hua went out early in the morning. It was still the same market as yesterday, but their clothes were more plain today.
After all, the market is huge, but only a few people have actually seen them.
As long as you avoid that section, you don't have to worry about being recognized.
Not long after the two left, they heard the sound of crying.
Yu Hua was very sensitive to crying. When she noticed someone crying, she immediately looked for the sound and happened to see many people gathered around to watch the fun.
Yu Hua subconsciously looked at Yu Guang, but Yu Guang quickly averted his eyes: Don't look at her, it has nothing to do with her.
Yu Hua was not annoyed, knowing that Yu Guang would not let him go, so he just pulled Yu Guang into the crowd.
Worried that Yu Guang would be accidentally injured, Wu Feng and a group of guards immediately helped Yu Guang separate the crowd.
Seeing a group of strong men with weapons, everyone stepped aside and allowed Yu Hua and Yu Guang to squeeze in.
In the middle of the crowd was a little girl who had sold her body to bury her father.
This girl was wearing mourning clothes and looked so delicate and frail that it made people feel distressed.
At this time, she was crying, and there was a body covered with a straw mat lying on the ground in front of her.
There was a sign hanging on the straw mat: I sold my body to bury my father for thirty taels of silver.
I felt pity for that girl's appearance. Her eyes and brows were full of coquettishness. She gave her a flirtatious look, which made the bones of those who looked at her go soft.
If it weren't for the thirty taels of burial expenses, many people present would have taken the person away.
Yu Hua didn't have any other feelings for the girl. He just sympathized with her for crying so miserably.
At the same time, he subconsciously touched his purse.
Seeing Yu Hua's movements, Yu Guang was just about to speak when he smelled a strong fragrance and a voluptuous woman walked in from outside the crowd surrounded by several people.
After seeing the girl, the woman smiled before saying anything: "Girl, I'm not the one telling you, your thoughts are too obvious. For thirty taels of silver, you don't want to find a Gaozhi to marry for yourself.
My sister told you that there are many tall branches here, so I will give you fifty taels and go with her. "
Wu Feng's eyes swept over the woman and whispered into his ear from the corner of his eye: "Sir, this is Mama Liu, the madam of Yihongyuan."
Out of the corner of his eye, he showed a half-smiling expression: This is actually interesting.
After hearing what Liu's mother said, a look of sadness and anger flashed across the girl's face: "Don't dream anymore. I am a girl from a good family. I will never go to your dirty place."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at the people around him, silently asking for help with his eyes.
The people who were seen by the girl showed unbearable expressions, but after seeing the thirty taels of burial expenses written on the sign, they sighed silently.
Even if they could afford the funeral expenses, they couldn't afford to support such a beautiful daughter-in-law!
The girl's eyes turned around and finally landed on Yu Hua, who was being guarded by Wu Feng.
Yu Hua was well-dressed and good-looking, and he was accompanied by a group of guards. It was obvious at a glance that he was an extraordinary person.
The key is that he looks honest and honest. It is estimated that as long as he can get in, he will definitely be able to live a good life.
The woman next to him didn't know her identity, she looked shrewd, and she didn't seem to be easy to mess with.
When Yu Hua received the girl's look, he couldn't bear it for a moment and reached for his money bag again.
He has a lot of money in his pocket.
Seeing Yu Hua's unbearable look, Yu Guang looked at the girl with a smile: "I will help you pay for your funeral money, but you can forget about it if you go to the house. Do you think this is good?"
After hearing Yu Guang's words, the girl didn't look at Yu Guang immediately, but looked at Yu Hua with stern eyes: "Thank you very much, Master Chengcheng, but I have been favored by others for thousands of years. I can't accept Master's money in vain."
Realizing that the girl didn't want to talk to him, Yu Guang smiled even more gently: "My dad can't speak. If you have anything to say to me, just tell me."
Hearing that Yu Hua couldn't speak and was still her father, the girl showed a hint of disgust in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up: "Dad was a talented scholar when he was alive. As long as the master and the young lady help me tide over the difficulties, I am willing to tie the knot with grass in my life." At my service, you two."
This time, without waiting for Yu Guang to speak, Wu Feng scolded him first: "You are qualified to serve me, sir, if you say anything nonsense."
The master of his family is the national master, and the wife in charge of cleaning the house is of high rank in the palace. How could he need a commoner girl of unknown origin to serve him.
Hearing Wu Feng's arrogant words, the girl not only was not angry, but even her previous displeasure was gone: "The little girl hereby swears that as long as the adults are willing to help the little girl bury her father, the little girl will follow the adults wholeheartedly."
Since you are an adult, it doesn't matter if you are a bit stupid, old and dumb.
But how did such a person become an adult?
The smile on Yu Guang's face became brighter and brighter: This title became so fast.
He looked at the girl with a smile from the corner of his eye: "Whoever pays for the funeral expenses will be followed by you, right?"
The girl nodded: "Although I am a woman, I have inherited my father's belief and I must be trustworthy."
Out of the corner of his eye, he tapped Liu’s mother’s direction with his chin: “Can she do it too?”
There is no high or low profession, it doesn't mean that just to have money to bury your father is enough, why should we divide it among people?
(End of chapter)
