Chapter 174: Predicting a Marriage for Miss Luo

Minister Luo's face instantly turned ugly. His daughter didn't even know when she went to burn incense, so how could this old Taoist know?

The Soul Peach Blossom Curse in Jiang Sui's hand instantly turned into ashes.

Li Lang suffered the backlash of the talisman and fell to the ground, twitching continuously, with black blood flowing out of his mouth and nose.

Wen Xingluo thought of the matter of Marquis Jing'an. Lu Huan also said that he was an old Taoist priest who failed to catch anyone when he went to arrest him.

This guy does a lot of little tricks hiding in the dark, which is really annoying.

When Wu Chengye arrived, Li Lang had already fainted, so he had someone take him back and have his portrait drawn.

Willow Tiao ran over at this time: "Master, Madam, the young lady has woken up, and she no longer remembers Li Lang."

Mrs. Luo was delighted, but then she thought of something and her expression became melancholy again.

Minister Luo was also heartbroken. Luo Wenjun's character, appearance and family background were definitely suitable for a good marriage.

She will be a great help to the Luo family in the future, but now the news has spread all over the capital, and I am afraid it is impossible to find a good marriage for her.

What Mrs. Luo is more worried about now is that her husband, for the sake of the family's reputation, will send their daughter directly to a nunnery, leaving her to live with the secluded mind forever.

She is still so young and has a bright future ahead of her. If she enters a nunnery, her life will be over.

Jiang Suisui also knew that a woman of this era, with such a reputation, would probably have a hard time in the future. "I wonder if Mrs. Luo could tell me Miss Luo's birth date."

Minister Luo frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Suisui: "I wonder what the princess wants my daughter's birth date and time for?"

"Let me predict Miss Luo's marriage." Jiang Suisui smiled and picked up the teacup.

Mrs. Luo was delighted, knowing that Jiang Suisui was going to save Luo Wenjun. She told Minister Luo her birth date without caring whether he agreed or not.

Jiang Suisui nodded, took out a pen and paper from her bag, and started writing and drawing on it.

Minister Luo glared at his wife unhappily.

Mrs. Luo didn't care about him. This was her daughter, the flesh that fell from her body after ten months of pregnancy.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she is willing to fight for it, even if the chance is very slim.

Jiang Suisui put away his pen and paper soon, looked at Minister Luo and his wife, and said, "Miss Luo's good match is not in the capital. It's eight hundred miles east of the capital."

"Where's a nice little town? How about you two buy Miss Luo a farm or a shop there and let her live there?"

How could Minister Luo and his wife not understand what Jiang Suisui meant?

Luo Wenjun's ideal partner is in that town, which is not too close to the capital. It would be a good thing if her daughter could really find her ideal partner there.

Minister Luo was wavering.

Wen Xingluo: "Minister Luo is also your daughter."

Minister Luo sighed and nodded: "Just do as the princess says."

He turned to look at Mrs. Luo and said, "Go and buy her some property in that town as her dowry."

Mrs. Luo nodded, smiled gratefully at Jiang Suisui, and quickly got up to prepare.

After Luo Wenjun woke up, she heard the two maids talking about what had happened to her recently, and her face turned pale.

How could a woman with a damaged reputation possibly have a good ending in this era?

There were only two choices waiting for her: one was to marry far away, and the other was to enter a nunnery.

But neither of these two options was what she wanted.

Mrs. Luo came in and sent all the maids away. She looked at her daughter lying on the bed and burst into tears.

Luo Wenjun forced a smile and said, "Mother, I'm sorry. I have brought shame upon you."

"Wenjun, this has nothing to do with you. It's all the fault of that harmful guy." Mrs. Luo gently touched her cheek.

Luo Wenjun smiled bitterly: "Is my mother here to tell me whether I should marry far away or enter a nunnery?"

Mrs. Luo knew her daughter was intelligent, so it wasn't surprising that she asked: "Neither."

Luo Wenjun looked at Madam Luo in surprise: "Neither? I will only become a laughing stock for father and you in the capital."

Madam Luo tidied her messy hair and said, "The princess said that your ideal match is eight hundred miles east of the capital. Your father and I have discussed it and have decided to buy you some property there as your dowry. You can go there after you have rested for a few days!"