The war god prince climbs the wall every night, and the princess is angry

Beijing.

The emperor's carriage had already entered the palace, and a number of important ministers including the Marquis of Yongning followed on one side, waiting to be summoned at any time. The rest of the family members returned to their respective residences in carriages.

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the magnificent gate. On the plaque were written the four characters "Yongning Marquis Mansion" in a flamboyant style.

Zhou Lingfu glanced at Shen Qionghua and got off the carriage first, as if she would be at a disadvantage if she was a step late.

Shen Qionghua didn't care and slowly got off the carriage.

The three of them stopped in front of the mansion gate, and then Lin took Madam Kong's hand and got off the carriage. She looked dignified and her every move was just right.

It has to be said that power is indeed a good thing. During the time she was in the palace, Lin mingled with the noble ladies of the capital every day, and her condition was much better than before she went to the palace.

She glanced at him calmly and said, "Let's go."

The group walked towards Rongde Hall.

Rongde Hall.

The old lady sat on the main seat with her eyes closed, resting. Her usual walking stick was placed beside her, and she was turning Buddhist beads in her left hand. Her black and white hair was combed meticulously.

Sitting below was a woman dressed in red and green, her well-maintained face full of joy and anxiety.

Second Madam Wu was restless, looking towards the door from time to time. If the old lady had not been here, she would have gone to the gate to greet someone long ago.

Just when she was getting anxious, Lin's well-maintained face came into her sight.

Mrs. Wu stood up hurriedly and saw her daughter following Mrs. Lin into Rongde Hall.

"The daughter-in-law/granddaughter pays her respects to the old lady/grandmother."

"Qionghua pays respects to the old lady."

Four voices rang out, and the old lady suddenly opened her eyes. Her cloudy eyes gradually focused and quickly scanned the four people. She paused on Shen Qionghua's face, then quickly moved away, and finally her gaze fell on Lin.

"Get up." The old lady said calmly, looking at Lin, "You have worked hard this time."

Lin quickly said, "In reply to the old lady, it's not hard. This is what a daughter-in-law should do."

When Second Madam Wu heard this, she secretly rolled her eyes.

What's so hard about it? It's such an honor to be able to participate in the royal hunting. It's worth it no matter how hard it is.

If Lin felt tired, she would like to take his place, but unfortunately the master was not up to the task, and she didn't know if she would have the chance to go again in this lifetime.

Thinking of this, Wu felt a little sad, but she quickly dispelled it.

Now is not the time to think about these things, she has more important things to ask.

After waiting for the old lady to finish her questions, Wu grabbed Zhou Lingfu's hand and returned to her own yard.

The servants were standing outside, closing the door, and the mother and daughter stood facing each other.

"How?" Lin asked, his eyes full of anticipation.

Zhou Lingfu was filled with annoyance at the moment. She sat down on the stool, reached out to pick up the cakes on the table, and said irritably, "What's going on?"

Wu slapped the cake out of her hand and said angrily, "You damn girl, didn't you listen to what I said?"

Seeing that Zhou Lingfu remained silent, Wu thought that she had agreed, and she poked Zhou Lingfu's head with her finger.

"Look at you, you don't know how to take advantage of such a good opportunity. Are you really going to marry a poor man whose ancestors have no official titles and whose official position is lower than your father's?"

"If this is true, what hope do I have in the future!" Wu said angrily.

Speaking of Zhou Lingfu's marriage, Wu was filled with anger.

The old lady was completely devoted to the first wife and the imperial concubine in the palace, and didn't care about the life and death of the second wife at all.

Sister Fu is already old enough to marry into another family, but the old lady doesn't care at all and tells her to handle it herself.

She was originally very happy, thinking that she must choose a good husband for Sister Fu, who should not only be good-looking and have a good family background, but also be a first-class outstanding young man from a noble family.

In this way, her sister Fu may be able to obtain an imperial title in the future by relying on the glory of her son-in-law.

Even if Sister Yi marries Prince An in the future, Sister Fu will be no worse than him.

Wu had such a beautiful dream that she happily called the matchmaker to spread the news that Fu Jie'er was going to meet someone else.

Then he sat down at home, waiting for good news.

Unexpectedly, the young man from a noble family that she imagined did not come, but instead some ugly guys came.

A small official of the sixth rank who is about to turn thirty, who may not even be as good as the master in the future, actually dares to dream of being the legitimate daughter of a marquis. He is totally out of his mind!

There are also young men who have just passed the imperial examination and are waiting to be appointed as officials. Their ancestors for three generations were all poor farmers, and they will be sent to other places in the future. If they marry into a wealthy family, they will have to suffer for at least more than ten years.

If he tries to win an imperial decree for Sister Fu, he might not even be able to see the day when Sister Fu closes her eyes. He might even have to rely on the master to promote him first.

There is also the youngest son of a marquis or baron, who is not good-looking, has bad character, and loves to visit brothels.

To sum it up in one sentence: for those with good family background, saying that they have an embroidered pillow is a compliment, while those with real talents come from very poor families.

Mrs. Wu was furious when she saw these candidates. The matchmakers changed one after another, but in the end they all conveyed the same meaning to her.

After all, Zhou Lingfu was not a real daughter of a marquis, nor was she well-known. Her father was only a fifth-rank official who had been mediocre in his official career for half his life, so he could only find someone with similar conditions.

If she wants to find someone who meets her requirements, she has to look for someone else.

Mrs. Wu was so angry that her chest hurt for half a month and she was burning with rage.

He became even more determined to marry Zhou Lingfu into a wealthy family and give these people a good slap in the face.

Therefore, before the royal hunting trip, Wu took Zhou Lingfu's hand and repeatedly told her to take this opportunity to find a good husband.

If necessary, it is okay to execute first and report later.

Wu just didn't believe it. If it really came to that, could Marquis Yongning really just ignore it?

But she thought so much, but she didn't expect that this damn girl didn't listen to her at all!

Wu was so angry that she stamped her feet. Zhou Lingfu also got angry and vented all her dissatisfaction.

She angrily said to Wu: "I don't want to marry those people, I want to marry Prince An!"

"I want to be Princess An!"