Without letting her think too much, a maid brought a chair. The little girl helped her carefully and helped her sit down. She pressed the handle of the hard mahogany chair, touched her sore forehead, and turned around curiously.
I looked around at this rather antique house for the first four seconds.
The extremely simple seats in the hall are arranged in a regular manner. Several young women in very festive clothes and beautiful buns are sitting in the lower seats, but their expressions are sad.
A majestic middle-aged man sat on the master's seat. He was slightly fat. From his handsome face, it could be seen that he was also a handsome guy when he was young, but he has become more mature due to the baptism of time. Bai Weiwei felt a little puzzled in his heart.
, why does this man look at him as if he has done something unethical?
Next to this man sat a beautiful middle-aged woman, who was also crying silently.
Bai Weiwei's heart skipped a beat. Why did that woman, when she saw her cry, some indescribable feelings surged into his heart, like guilt and pity...
Also, why are these people in period costumes?!
She could feel that this was not a TV series, so... there was only one possibility!!!
Woohoo! She couldn't imagine that her brain was really going to explode!
"Wei'er..." The tearful woman in the upper position opened her mouth, and then managed to make a weak sound.
Sigh... Bai Weiwei suddenly remembered her mother who passed away. When her mother was still alive, she would also call her Wei'er very affectionately.
The superior man anxiously held the woman's hand and asked in a gentle tone, "Zifan, does it hurt? I understand what you mean, let me tell you." Bai Weiwei blinked his eyes and looked at this gentle man.
The man rated the impression very highly, but he patted the woman's hand comfortingly and turned to look at Bai Weiwei. He raised his sharp eyebrows and roared at Bai Weiwei:
"You unfilial son! Do you have the heart to let your mother speak? Have you forgotten your mother's illness? You have to get that medicine from the palace every other month so that your throat won't hurt. Now you want to die.
Don’t you care about your mother who loves you so much?”
"..." Bai Weiwei was confused by these words and could only remain speechless.
The man's tone still contained a hint of complaint, but his voice was slightly helpless: "Dad knows that you are interested in Prince Bao, but can we refuse the emperor's marriage? Refusal is rebellion! If you die like this, you will
Do you want to bury you with all these big and small things?!" He shook his head in disappointment: "How can you be so careless? Today, don't blame anyone, you have to get married even if you don't want to!
"
Bai Weiwei: "..."
No matter how stupid the man was, she knew he was talking about her.
In the blink of an eye, Bai Weiwei had to understand one thing——
I was hit by a car and then traveled through time beautifully!
Bai Wei slightly stroked the big bump on his forehead, and asked in a daze, "Marry...who?"
Obviously the man is a very chauvinistic person. When he spoke, the women below looked at them eagerly, but no one dared to say a word.
The man sighed, his eyes darkened, and said: "No matter how bad the person is, it is the emperor who bestows marriage, and the emperor's grace is so great. We have been receiving the royal gift all year round, and your mother's illness has been improved. We learned that the favor
Illustrated report. Daddy knows that you look down on a mountain villager, but the emperor’s order cannot be violated. Don’t worry, Daddy will find ways to help you in the future and will never let you marry and live a miserable life." These words are right.