Zhao Yun'er's attitude made Feng Changxia a little unhappy, and she said in a sour tone, "I mean, girl Yun'er, is it possible that the prince doesn't intend to marry you? This man really intends to marry a woman, so he can't delay it for so long, right?"
Zhao Yun'er rolled her eyes at Feng Changxia and said, "Auntie, I told you not to worry about it. It's not like you can change anything with just a few words. The prince and I have both been granted marriage by the emperor. Unless the prince kills me, there will be no marriage. You don’t have the guts to marry me!”
Feng Changxia just shut up. She also heard that the emperor had granted Zhao Yun'er a marriage and had given him so many things, and she felt even more envious.
It's a pity that in this life, it will be difficult for her to reach the height of Zhao Yun'er's family.
The only reliable one is her Tianlong.
When his Tianlong High School graduates, he will be able to become an official and live a good life with his big family.
Although he is not as wealthy as the prince's family, he can still live a prosperous life.
Several people continued to work, and there was a sound of cooking in the kitchen.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, Mr. Zheng came to pick him up.
But there were very few people coming, only two sedan bearers and Mr. Zheng.
Mr. Zheng was sitting on the horse and was not wearing any wedding clothes. He didn't seem to take the wedding very seriously.
But it's understandable. After all, Zhao Jing'er was only married as a concubine, not the main wife, so naturally she wouldn't be too arrogant.
However, in the eyes of others, this has a different meaning, and they regard Zhao Jinger as a joke.
"Look, this old Zhao family doesn't want to see anyone who marries his daughter as a concubine. There are just a few people here, haha!"
"How do you expect to see a concubine for a long time? She's not on the stage in the first place. Do you expect someone to come here to pick her up with all their strength?"
"That's true. It seems that when you marry, you have to be the wife of the family. At least you can be on the stage, but you can't be a concubine..."
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Many people in the village laughed at the old Zhao family.
Apart from feeling that it was indeed too shabby, the most important thing was that I was too jealous of the old Zhao family.
During these days, the happy events held in the village were actually occupied by the old Zhao family.
It’s the daughter’s wedding, and it’s the banquet for building a house. Which banquet is not a good thing
The two girls from the old Zhao family, one Zhao Xinhui and the other Zhao Jing'er, although they were married as concubines, at least they married into wealthy families. There will be no worries about eating and drinking in the future, which is something that many people can’t hope for.
Mr. Zheng came over so easily, which was somewhat unexpected by the Zhao family. Zhao Baoshan and Zhao Wenshui both looked a little unhappy.
Especially after hearing what the villagers said, I was even more angry and shaking.
It's a pity that they can't blame Mr. Zheng...
They knew that Zhao Jing'er was married as a concubine, so they couldn't ask for too much, otherwise they would offend Mr. Zheng.
Seeing the bride-in-law approaching me, Zhao Xinhui and Huo Chunhua, who were originally staying in the room, came out to take a look.
Seeing so many people coming, Huo Chunhua said displeasedly, "What do you mean, Master Zheng... Aren't these people coming here deliberately to embarrass our old Zhao family?"
Zhao Xinhui replied lightly, "Mom, girl Jing'er is just married to be a concubine. It would be nice if someone can bring her a sedan chair. What else do you want to do to her?"
Huo Chunhua curled her lips and said, "That's not true, girl Hui'er. When you married Young Master Huang, didn't you bring a lot of people here to pick her up? The battle was huge!"