392: Do your job well
She dared to negotiate terms with the third prince, which is something that ordinary ladies can do.
Since the daughter is willing and the third prince likes her, who can say that this is not a good match.
After all, she didn't think anyone could condone Rujin signing such an unequal treaty.
"Humph." Chen Hanlin snorted softly.
Mrs. Chen pulled him away with a smile: "Okay, after all, it's because your daughter's marriage was so sudden that you don't like everything about your son-in-law."
"Have I?" Chen Hanlin refused to admit that he had such an awkward mentality.
"Jin'er's marriage has been decided. I have to prepare the dowry, but I'm very busy. Master, you can do it yourself." Mrs. Chen let go of Chen Hanlin's hand before taking a few steps and said.
Chen Hanlin was stunned.
Don't you want to coax him any more?
"Isn't Jin'er's dowry ready?"
Mrs. Chen said without looking back: "It's different now. She is marrying into the royal family, so the previous preparations are not enough."
In the Third Prince's Mansion, Chu Qingyun felt refreshed when he learned that the imperial decree granting marriage had been issued.
While he was holding the bird cage to fight the birds, he saw the third imperial concubine running toward him in a hurry. The sound of her footsteps was so loud that the birds in the cage were frightened and flapping their wings.
"Your Highness!" Cao Bingbing stood in front of Chu Qingyun: "The emperor appointed Chen Rujin to you as his concubine. Is this serious?"
She was so shocked when she heard the news that her expression at the moment was full of disbelief.
Chu Qingyun glanced at Cao Bingbing lightly: "Yes."
"Why her?" Cao Bingbing roared as if she was greatly stimulated: "How could the Chen family agree to this marriage?"
It doesn’t matter who the concubine is.
She didn't even want it to be a woman like Chen Rujin.
I thought that not long ago, she didn't teach Chen Rujin a lesson with arrogance, but in the next moment, she was going to marry into the third prince's house.
With the favor of the third prince and being higher than her family background, Cao Bingbing instantly felt that her status was seriously threatened.
"Why can't it be her?" Chu Qingyun said expressionlessly: "Pay attention to your attitude. You are my prince's concubine, not my mother's concubine. You have too much to do. Whoever I want to marry is mine.
Freedom, why should the Chen family disagree? Are you despising this prince, or are you implying that the Chen family is arrogant and domineering and look down on the position of the concubine?"
When Cao Bingbing heard this, she was suddenly startled: "Your Highness, this is not what I meant..."
To say that the Chen family despises the position of concubine is not to slander the Chen family and despise the royal family.
Not to mention despising the third prince, Cao Bingbing didn't even dare to do so.
"It doesn't matter what you mean. As a concubine, just do your duty." Chu Qingyun said.
Cao Bingbing looked at the handsome man in front of her, feeling sour and bitter in her heart. She had never paid attention to the concubines in the backyard because Chu Qingyun had never really liked them. She was his legitimate wife from a well-known family. She felt that
It doesn't matter even if His Highness the Third Prince doesn't like him, because he doesn't like other women either, and she is the only wife who can stand by his side openly and honestly.
But things are different now.
Although the side concubine is lower than the main concubine, the difference between the royal main concubine and the side concubine is not very big. They are all high-ranking concubines who have been put on the jade plate. They are not as different as the ordinary main wife and aunt.
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In the royal family, what is really different is the emperor's harem. The queen and concubines, the imperial concubines, are both called deputy queens.
Cao Bingbing felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.
"Your Highness, can you not marry Chen Rujin? Anyone can be a concubine, but you don't want to marry Chen Rujin."
Cao Bingbing's mind started to heat up and she said.
Chu Qingyun was shocked by Cao Bingbing's words, and then he looked like he was dreaming: "You have overstepped your bounds."
Not to marry?
Are you kidding?
He finally tried his best to coax the girl into getting her, and she won't marry him if he doesn't want to marry her.
Who are you?
If Chu Qingyun knew that he would finally marry Chen Rujin, thanks to Cao Bingbing's stimulation and provocation, he would probably have to offer her up, sooner or later, with three sticks of incense.
Cao Bingbing looked at Chu Qingyun with a pale face, looking hurt.
Finally, she clenched her fists, knelt down and saluted, "Your Highness, please forgive me."
Chu Qingyun waved his hand towards her perfunctorily: "Don't let me hear these words again in the future."
"yes."
Cao Bingbing lowered her eyes, covering up the jealousy in her eyes, and left.
Chen Rujin...
I swear to be incompatible with you.
Summer is hot.
Lu Chao lived in Qiao's house, and while enjoying Qiao Jing's warm greetings, he also suffered from Qiao Yuanan's policy comments and endorsements every day.
On the first day of August, Wen Ruoxi's body started to work up and she gave birth to Qiao's grandson at ten o'clock in the evening. The whole Qiao family was filled with joy.
The little baby is lying in the swaddling clothes, making people love it.
"Madam, it's my turn, give me a hug." Mr. Qiao kept circling around Mrs. Qiao, slandering his grandson.
Mrs. Qiao refused without hesitation: "No, you can't hold me."
She hasn't hugged her enough yet, so it's no one else's turn.
"Nonsense, I have given birth to a son, why can't I hold him?"
"Let me remind you, the wet nurse carried your son." Mrs. Qiao exposed him without hesitation.
At that time, the Qiao family was in a stage of secrecy. Mr. Qiao was so busy doing business that he didn't even have time to see the child, let alone hold the child.
Mr. Qiao opened his mouth and said without giving up: "There is also Ru'er. I have hugged Ru'er."
When his daughter was born, the Qiao family was already a wealthy family, and she was the only girl. Mr. Qiao was very fond of her and hugged her frequently.
As if he had found a reason to refute Mrs. Qiao, Mr. Qiao repeated it righteously: "Who said I can't hold Ru'er? I was the one who held her."
Mrs. Qiao snorted softly, turned her back and ignored him.
I just don’t want to hug you.
Not only Master Qiao was surrounding Mrs. Qiao, but also several children of the Qiao family were there. Even Qiao Jingyi, who was captured because he wanted to join the army, was not in a hurry to escape.
Qiao Zhiyan, the biological father, was squeezed in at the end. He craned his neck and looked forward, and found that not even a hair on his biological son's head could be seen. After thinking about it, he turned around and went to the house.
"Huh? This little nephew is wrinkled and looks like a monkey. He's a bit ugly." I'm really worried about his face in the future.
The speaker was Qiao Jingyi, the fourth child.
As soon as he finished speaking, he received a group beating from his old father, second brother and third brother.
The third child: "What's ugly? What's ugly? Can you speak?"
The second child: "I look like a crooked melon with cracked dates, but I have the nerve to call my nephew ugly, but what about his face?"
Dad Qiao: "Yes, you are ugly, and your whole family is ugly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the second child, the third child, and the fourth child who was holding his head all looked at Father Qiao and twitched the corners of their mouths fiercely.
Dad, you are so cruel.
When you curse others, you curse yourself.
Chapter completed!