The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

If this bowl of soup were just a bowl of soup, it wouldn't be so bad, but she had already drunk it.

Fang Qingrong was able to finish the bowl without caring at all; her courage is truly commendable.

This is Fang Qingrong; if she were asked to do something like this, she really couldn't do it.

However, Fang Qingrong's sacrifice was rewarded, and Zhou's smile did indeed become much more genuine.

"Rong'er, look at you, you girl! How can you not pay attention to manners at all? How can a young lady from a respectable family be so uncouth when dining?"

Fang Qingrong chuckled and said, "Mother, you're right to scold me, but who told you to make such delicious hot pot? I loved it so much that I forgot to pay attention to dining etiquette."

"If you like it, your mother will make it for you again next time, and I promise you can drink as much as you want."

"Thank you, Mother. You truly love Rong'er." Fang Qingrong hugged Zhou Shi tightly, her face full of obedience and sweetness.

Fang Qingyou noticed the expressions on their faces and wondered what benefits Zhou had given Fang Qingrong that made her suddenly so close to Zhou again.

If she remembered correctly, Fang Qingrong should have been very bothered by the fact that she had been used as cannon fodder by the Fang Qingman and Fang Qingwei sisters because of Qin Nihong's actions last time.

Fang Qingrong is not stupid at all. She had never been very close to the mother and her two daughters after that. Why is she suddenly pretending to be close to them today?

What kind of good husband did Zhou promise Fang Qingrong? I wonder which family's young master he is, that Fang Qingrong would so readily forgive and return to Zhou.

The group quickly finished breakfast. Afterward, Zhou called them to her room and had them choose accessories and have a tailor make new clothes for them.

Finally, Madam Zhou revealed her purpose: "My daughters, you are not young anymore. You'll both be of marriageable age this year after the New Year. I'm thinking it's time to arrange marriages for you. The end of the year is just around the corner, and if any of you can find a partner, wouldn't that be double happiness?"

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Fang Qingyou almost burst out laughing at the phrase "double happiness." The Spring Festival is indeed lively and festive, but it's just an engagement. It doesn't need to be this solemn, to the point that it's being compared to the New Year.

However, this also shows that Zhou was eager to marry them all off.

Out of the corner of her eye, Fang Qingyou noticed that all the young ladies from the Fang family had their heads bowed low and their faces flushed.

Even Fang Qingman, who usually practically sticks her chin up to the sky, looked shy.

It seems that these women all want to get married.

Madam Zhou was satisfied with the reactions of the group, and first turned her gaze to Fang Qingrong: "Rong'er, do you have someone you like? Do you have a favorite young master?"

Fang Qingrong quickly shook her head, hastily explaining, "Mother, as a young lady, how could I not know shame and like any young master!"

As she spoke, a docile shyness appeared on her face: "Mother, since ancient times, marriage has been decided by parents. I will marry into whichever family you arrange for me."

Fang Qingyou said she couldn't understand Fang Qingrong's logic. If liking a certain young master is shameful, then isn't marrying a certain young master also shameful?

Please, getting married is far more colorful than liking someone.

If they told you to marry into a certain family, would you be willing to marry a poor, penniless man?

However, Madam Zhou clearly liked Fang Qingrong's obedience, and lovingly held her hand, saying, "She's really my good daughter."

Seeing this, Fang Qingtong hurriedly pledged her loyalty: "Mother, my marriage is entirely up to you!"

Zhou's smile grew even brighter: "Good daughters, you are all my good daughters."

Yet another woman willing to be a pawn!

Fang Qingyou sighed inwardly. The families that Zhou Shi arranged for her daughters to marry into were undoubtedly the most advantageous to the Fang family, but not necessarily the families that would bring them happiness.

The women of this era were so pathetic; they didn't even have the courage to face the person they loved, and their entire happiness was pinned on a mother who didn't truly care for them.

After Fang Qingtong pledged her loyalty, Zhou turned her attention to Fang Qingyun.

Fang Qingyun hesitated for a moment and said, "Mother, I want to stay with you and Father for a while longer and take good care of them. I don't want to get married for the time being."

Zhou's tone suddenly rose: "Yun'er, you're not young anymore. At your age, so many girls are already engaged. If you're not in a hurry, what will you do when all the good families are already engaged?"

Fang Qingyun bit her lip, remained silent, and lowered her head even further.

This clearly shows they don't want to follow Zhou's arrangements.

Seeing this, Fang Qingman sneered: "Mother, why do you care about her? She'll just end up like my third sister and the others. You find her a husband, and she'll marry into that family. Marriage is all decided by parents. What right does a daughter have to speak? I think you should just find her anyone to marry into!"

Fang Qingyun trembled, her fingers clenched into fists, and her face turned deathly pale.

It's not that she doesn't want to discuss marriage, but rather that she sees things more clearly.

If Zhou really wanted to find them good husbands, she would have put in a lot of effort, instead of hypocritically asking if they had a favorite young master.

If they really exist, could she really just tell that young master's family about them?

She never seemed to pay attention to suitable candidates on ordinary days, but now she was suddenly arranging marriages for them, giving her the feeling that she was just marrying them off to random people.

She truly didn't believe Zhou Shi. Her two daughters were so ruthless and willing to sacrifice anything to achieve their goals. How could Zhou Shi, as a mother, be any better?

Moreover, she was always a little afraid of Zhou Shi for some reason. Even though Zhou Shi always smiled with a kind face, she always felt that Zhou Shi was very gloomy, like a scary old witch, full of bad ideas.

Zhou smiled coldly. Whether or not she married, it was entirely up to her to decide. How could she let these concubine's daughters have the final say?

Whether they like it or not, she can marry them off to whichever family she wants.

Finally, Zhou turned her gaze to Fang Qingyou: "You'er, what about you? What are your thoughts?"

"Me? I don't have any particular thoughts. People say that fate is something you can't force. I think it's better to let things take their course when it comes to marriage."

Zhou's face darkened: "What kind of argument is this?"

She knew all along that Fang Qingyou wouldn't go along with her, but hearing her say that still made her angry.

If everything is left to fate, does that mean we can disregard our parents' wishes?

Fang Qingman sneered, "Exactly. Fang Qingyou, what exactly do you mean by this? You say marriage is all up to fate, but if no one wants you, are you going to become a nun?"