After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Mrs. Wan was also satisfied, and pretended to be worried: "Qingya, how about you step forward and ask the palace to find a servant to take charge of this matter..."

At that time, it would be the Ning Wang Mansion and the Third Princess facing off. Both sides would be evenly matched and neither could do anything to the other.

The main thing is that the Bofu can pick them cleanly.

It was a good idea, but he didn't consider Su Qingya's future situation in the palace at all.

Su Qingya hid the sarcasm in her eyes and said weakly, "Mother, I'm afraid my daughter is powerless."

Without waiting for Wan's expression to change, she continued.

"You can see that the prince has a concubine, and I am in the palace... and the child is gone, but the concubine is still living a carefree life in the palace."

Su Qingya said with a bitter tone, "I have little influence in the palace. Even if I make arrangements, will anyone listen to me?"

"Besides, mother, we are related by marriage to the palace. If we really do this, we won't offend the Third Princess, but I'm afraid we will directly offend Prince Ning."

"The prince has always loved the prince..."

Having said that, Su Lie also reacted.

Yes, we cannot offend the Third Princess, and we cannot offend Prince Ning, otherwise the Bo Mansion will lose its backing.

"Okay, the child is like this. We will handle the affairs of the Bo's Mansion ourselves. Don't always rely on the child." Su Lie pretended to be serious and scolded his wife.

Wan lowered her head and sighed: "Mother just took it for granted."

Su Qingya held her hand lightly and said, "I don't blame my mother. She treats me as a family member, so she wants to discuss everything with me."

Her eyes were full of admiration.

Seeing this, Wan's heart softened and she reached out to smooth her daughter's hair. After all, she was her biological daughter, and she really considered her in every way.

"Mother, Father, isn't Fang Jin so arrogant now because he has the support of the Third Princess?"

"Why don't we find a backer who has the strength to pull this off."

Su Qingya spoke softly, but only she knew the ambition growing in her heart.

"Prince Ning's Mansion?" Su Lie frowned.

I'm afraid the palace will not help them in this matter. I'm afraid they will be eager to push the blame onto them so that the prince can escape.

"Of course not. The palace is involved and won't help us. Father, who among the princes do you think has the potential to be an emperor?"

Su Qingya asked directly.

Su Lie's heart trembled. Did his daughter want to participate in the fight for the throne?

The Bo Mansion has little power and low status, how can it get involved?

Before he could open his mouth to scold, Su Qingya saw his timidity, and she felt disdain in her heart, but her face became more gentle.

"Father has misunderstood. The Emperor is in his prime, how can we take sides so easily? We are just taking advantage of the conflict between the princes to help the Bo Mansion escape."

Su Lie breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Third Princess is plotting all this for the Second Prince. And the only one who can rival the Second Prince is the Third Prince."

After all, Su Lie was in the court and knew a lot of things.

Although other princes also want to compete for the throne, they are not as strong as these two.

Behind the second prince is Concubine Tong. Although they are not biological mother and son, they have a very good relationship and the second prince is also very filial.

The third prince's mother is Concubine Rou. Although she is not as favored as Concubine Tong, Concubine Rou's family is good. They are from the Duke of Yuguo Mansion, a veteran minister of three dynasties. Naturally, she is a help to the third prince.

Su Qingya's eyes flickered slightly: "Then we will choose the third prince."

Su Lie felt that his daughter was still too naive. The Bo's Mansion and the Third Prince had no relationship, so why would they help the Bo's Mansion?

"My daughter has something that may serve as a guide stone to meet the Third Prince." Su Qingya said calmly.

Since Qingyao betrayed her, she wanted to let him know that she could help him and others.

She, Su Qingya, is the girl of destiny who traveled through time. Only by having her can you have the luck of the world.

Su Lie's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect his daughter to have such ability.

After Su Lie and his wife took their things and left, Su Qingya's expression became completely cold.

She lowered her head and touched her belly.

She had aborted the child herself, and used it to disgust Prince Ning's Mansion and plot against Qing Ruyi. It was quite a good deal.

Losing the child won't affect her finding another suitable partner.

Su Qingya was not very sad. In modern times, aren’t there many women who have abortions?

She also deliberately took the opportunity to return to the Earl's Mansion. In the Prince's Mansion, there were always people watching her, making it inconvenient for her to act.

When she returns to her parents' home, she will first use the Bo Mansion to achieve her own goals, and then abandon the Bo Mansion in the end. That would be interesting, wouldn't it?

Chen Mansion.

Fang Jin was reading a book in the pavilion, his posture was relaxed, but he didn't seem to be paying much attention.

In the past, he needed to rely on books to make a breakthrough, but now, it is no longer necessary.

He is the chess piece of the third princess. There is nothing wrong with being a chess piece. He can also control the life and death of many people.

Su Xiran came over slowly with her maid, who placed the tray on the stone table.

Su Xiran poured tea herself and said, "Father, have you been living happily in your mansion these days? If there is anything wrong, your daughter will make arrangements for you."

Fang Jin had a faint smile on her lips, as if she really had a deep affection for her father.

"Xiran is thoughtful. I have taken care of everything in the mansion."

"It's Xiran's fault that I haven't been able to fulfill my filial duties to you over the years. Now that I finally have the opportunity, I should show more and not be so insincere."

Su Xiran was well-behaved and docile, placing the teacup in front of Fang Jin.

She has been pretending to be a good daughter for many years and is very good at it.

Fang Jin smiled, not rushing to drink, and said, "After all, she is my biological daughter, and we are related by blood."

Su Xiran smiled shyly: "Father, will the Third Princess really come the day after tomorrow?"

"My daughter has long admired the Third Princess and yearns to be like her..."

Fang Jin looked at the desire and hypocrisy in her eyes and smiled more gently.

"of course."

"The Third Princess and her husband have been married for a long time, but they have never had a daughter. They like lively little girls like you the most."

Su Xiran's eyes lit up slightly, and she served her father even more wholeheartedly.

Fang Jin picked up the teacup and shook it slightly, feeling that everything in this world can be faked, including children's filial piety.

The wind and waves were raging outside. Fang Tong was exhausted from working. After returning from the fields, he had to start knitting.

There are enough balls of yarn accumulated over the past few days.

Now he was clumsily referring to the book, picking up two long needles and preparing to knit a sweater.

Qian Fengping was originally helping him, but when she saw him giving himself acupuncture several times in a short while and hooking the needle wrong, she felt really disgusted.

"I come."

It's just crocheting, which is much simpler than embroidery.

Qian Fengping flipped through the book and soon her hands moved faster.

Fang Nanzhi held the ball of yarn in her arms, and she felt it was soft and fluffy, which was very fun.

"Mom, can you knit me a scarf like the one in the book? I think it looks pretty."

"Mom, I want it too." Qin Yan also spoke.

Fang Tong glared at the two children and said, "No, this wool wasn't easy to come by. Dad still has a lot of use for it. I can make two scarves out of it, but later on it won't be enough for me."

Fang Nanzhi snorted: "Dad, I gave you the book."

"We're a family, why should we divide what's yours and what's mine?" Fang Tong's double standards were evident.