The stars were picked up, and the five-and-a-half-year-old baby girl was beautiful, with soft, tender flesh.
The emaciated villagers in the starving year: ...
What did this child eat to...
Song Zhaodi didn't care. To her, any place with Zhao Shui was a good place. She didn't ask for more. She didn't object to her son and daughter-in-law wanting to leave the swamp forest. The most important thing in life is to be happy. Everything else is just fluff.
"Let me think about this some more. So what if the Zhang family doesn't agree to your marriage? As long as you're willing, that's all that matters. I'll arrange the wedding in a couple of days." Back then, he and Zhaodi simply solidified their marital relationship, and everything was settled.
Zhao Shui didn't understand human ethics, rules, or etiquette. He did whatever he pleased in this swamp forest, and no one would argue with him.
"We can't rush the marriage; we need to go back to the capital to discuss it further." Although Zhang Xiantao threatened her parents in the letter that she would marry Zhao Mingyue without their consent, she still wanted to get their approval.
Zhao Mingyue had been away for more than three years. He was a quick learner and had learned a lot about etiquette. Naturally, he also knew how to respect people. When he saw that Zhang Xiantao disagreed, he quickly persuaded his father.
Zhao Shui glared at his son in annoyance. "If you don't want to get married, do you think your father can force you? Then you can stay single, hmph." With that, he turned and left.
Zhao Mingyue and Zhang Xiantao looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.
"Don't worry, I'll go and talk to your father." Song Zhaodi had already started to treat Zhang Xiantao as her own daughter-in-law, and had changed her way of addressing her.
In the capital, Xingxing saw the Emperor and Empress personally come out to greet her at the palace gate. Her eyes welled up with tears, her nose tingled, and she ran towards them, crying, "Father, Mother, I've missed you so much!"