Let Go of That Prince!

Qin Qingyao never thought that she would faint from anger and transmigrate after reading a novel about a concubine daughter who rose to become an empress, all because of the second male lead's ...

Chapter 21: Proposal

It’s a pity that all the older generations of the Yang family died on the battlefield, leaving only the old lady. Although they didn’t meet often, she truly treated him as her grandson.

"What are you saying, old lady? The Yang family has made outstanding achievements. God has mercy on you. You will surely live a long and blessed life!"

The old lady smiled calmly, without being modest. The Yang family's current status was built with the blood and flesh of her family. When it came to achievements, she didn't need to be modest in front of anyone.

"Where's that little girl Qingyao? Let her come over so I can take a look!"

"Hey, I've already sent someone to call her. This girl, I'm afraid she's embarrassed herself!"

Madam Qin herself was a little skeptical when she said this. How could that girl be ashamed? Even if Prince Wu Ling came to pick up his bride today, she would have happily gotten into the sedan chair!

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Qingyao ran out, holding up her skirt. "Mother, this must be the famous old lady of our Zhaoling Kingdom. I have admired you for a long time, and today I finally get to meet you. Good luck to you, old lady!"

"You little girl, why do you admire an old woman like me?"

"I admire your good vision. You chose a great hero as your husband, and you raised sons who are each more outstanding than the last. They are all outstanding heroes who will go down in history!"

Qin Qingyao naturally sauntered over to the old lady, hugged her arm, and said with sparkling eyes, "Yao'er is getting married soon. It's so hard to see you. Please don't leave in a hurry!"

"Please be so kind as to teach Yao'er how to raise her children to be good and not bring shame to their father!"

Mrs. Qin blushed with embarrassment at her daughter's words and couldn't bear to listen any longer!

"You girl are really..."

"Hahaha..." Old Lady Yang hadn't laughed so happily for a long time. It didn't matter whether Qin Qingyao was trying to please her on purpose or not.

She had already regarded King Wu Ling as her own man, and wanted to teach her son well and not bring shame to him. Just for this reason, Old Lady Yang was very satisfied with her!

She didn't come here to give anyone face, nor did she come here because she was bored.

She had heard the Grand Tutor mention this girl to her grandson, and her words were full of admiration, so she wanted to know what kind of girl she was and whether she could live a good life with Dugu Yu.

She was originally afraid that this girl was also timid and superficial, listening to the nonsense outside, alienating herself from and fearing King Wu Ling, and was afraid that she was not worthy of Dugu Yu and would ruin his thoughts of marriage.

But looking at it now, why does she feel that Dugu Yu is not worthy of this girl?

Because this child, no matter how you look at it, seems to be extremely satisfied with Dugu Yu, and can't wait to become his wife. This kind of heart alone is one in a million.

But others may not understand why King Wu Ling chose this marriage, but how could this old woman not know?

With this comparison, it is not Dugu Yu who needs to be worried about, but this little girl is obviously more pitiful!

"Mrs. Qin, can you let me talk to Qingyao alone?"

"Of course, you guys chat!"

Madam Qin gave Qin Qingyao a look that told her to be obedient and not cause any trouble, then she left with the servants.

Old Lady Yang pulled Qin Qingyao to sit on the chair beside her and asked, "Girl, who is King Wu Ling in your eyes?"

"It's Dugu Yu!"

Madam Yang was stunned and gently slapped the back of her hand, "How can you call me by my husband's name? It's so disrespectful!"

"Hehe," Qin Qingyao chuckled twice, shrinking her neck and continuing, "He is my future husband, the father of my child, and the grandfather of my grandson..."