Mo Qian picked out two new styles of jewelry at Yu Cui Lou, and also picked out one for each of Madam Wang and the original owner's two older sisters.
After buying the cloud-shaped cakes that Madam Wang loved, and realizing that it was almost time to go shopping, he took his entourage back to the mansion.
Having just returned to the mansion, I went to deliver cloud cakes to Madam Wang, where I encountered Prime Minister Wang.
"Father, you're here too. I just bought some cloud cakes, Father, please have some."
Mo Qian took the cloud-shaped cake from Xiao Lian and walked quickly toward the two of them. Her face was full of smiles after seeing Prime Minister Wang, and she spoke in a cheerful tone.
"Baochuan, you're here. Did you go out shopping today? You even bought your mother's favorite cloud cake. Not bad, not bad."
Seeing that Baochuan was completely cured and her face was no longer as pale as before, Prime Minister Wang couldn't help but feel happy. He smiled and said to Mo Qian.
"Haha, Mother thought I was getting bored staying in the mansion, so she let me go out for a walk." Mo Qian walked to the table to the side, put the cloud cake on the table, picked up two pieces and fed them to Prime Minister Wang and Madam Wang.
"Dad, Mom, try it, it's still warm."
"Alright, I'll try the cloud cake Baochuan bought. It must be incredibly delicious." Prime Minister Wang took a bite of the cloud cake, his face beaming with smiles.
After eating the cloud cake, Prime Minister Wang took a sip of tea, and his face returned to its usual expression.
“Baochuan, I wanted to introduce you to some noblemen and princes in the capital, but you wanted to decide your own marriage. I spoiled you and agreed to it. I thought about it and suggested that we hold a marriage contest at a decorated pavilion. I will let those noblemen compete for the embroidered ball. Our marriage is preordained by heaven and will surely be a happy one.”
"When the time comes, whichever of those noble young men catches the embroidered ball will be a good match," Prime Minister Wang stroked his beard, a smile spreading across his face.
"Father, I don't want to hold a marriage contest at the bridal pavilion. What if I end up with an unreliable person? It would be troublesome to break off the engagement." When Mo Qian heard the Prime Minister's words, she knew that the plot had reached an important point.
Prime Minister Wang's plan seems quite good. It satisfies Baochuan's desire to decide her future husband, while also allowing his favorite young men to compete for the embroidered ball. Baochuan will be happy, and he can choose a satisfactory son-in-law.
However, things didn't go as planned. The embroidered tower was far from the city, and the surrounding courtyards were inhabited by court officials.
In addition, on the day Wang Baochuan threw the embroidered ball in her previous life, she specially hired two servants to guard the vicinity to prevent anyone from disturbing these noble young men.
Even so, Xue Pinggui was still able to come to the embroidered tower, snatch the embroidered ball from a group of noble young men!
So it's clear that this method of finding a husband using colored balls is really unreliable.
"So, how does Baochuan plan to find a husband?"
"I want to find a husband myself. I don't want to hold a wedding ceremony at the bridal pavilion. This kind of wedding ceremony, where the bride is thrown with an embroidered ball, is purely up to fate and is completely unreliable," Mo Qian said coquettishly, tugging at Prime Minister Wang's arm.
"If Baochuan chooses a husband, she needs my permission first, haha." Prime Minister Wang said to Mo Qian with a smile, then smiled helplessly at Mo Qian's coquettishness.
"Of course, I won't agree without my parents' consent. They have to be satisfied first," Mo Qian assured Prime Minister Wang and his wife.
"Prime Minister, just keep indulging her." Madam Wang looked at the father and daughter with a helpless expression, but her eyebrows involuntarily rose slightly.
“My daughter deserves to be pampered. Don’t you spoil Baochuan too?” Prime Minister Wang retorted, looking at Madam Wang.
"Yes, yes, yes, I spoil them too, we both spoil them," Madam Wang said with a smile.
"Well then, since Baochuan doesn't want to hold a marriage contest at the bridal pavilion, let's call it off," Prime Minister Wang concluded.
"Yes, Father, Father is the best." Mo Qian was happy to hear that Prime Minister Wang had given up the idea of holding a marriage contest at the bridal pavilion, and replied cheerfully.
Throughout history, very few marriages arranged through elaborate wedding pavilions have ended well; most couples live in mutual respect but end up marrying the wrong person.
Now, although she has become a woman confined to her boudoir in ancient times, marriage is an inescapable hurdle for her in the future.
However, it's not necessary to choose a husband now, or necessarily a man from ancient times! After all, a simpleton like Xiaobai isn't out of the question!
Besides, she didn't want to give Xue Pinggui the chance to get close to her. After all, in Wang Baochuan's life, it was Xue Pinggui who ultimately won the embroidered ball!
She didn't want to end up with that scumbag Xue Pinggui. Rather than parting ways with him, she decided to cancel the marriage proposal event!
To avoid ruining your reputation and getting into trouble later.
Although her two older sisters are already married, there are still young women in the family who are still unmarried. This is to preserve the family's reputation and is good for both herself and the family.
There are many ways to deal with Xue Pinggui, but there's no need to use this lousy method that almost shattered the jade bottle just to break the earthenware jar—a method that hurts the enemy a thousand but also damages oneself eight hundred.
Besides, I already have other ideas.
Mo Qian was lost in thought, but showed no sign of it on her face, continuing to coax Prime Minister Wang and his wife to be happy.
After all, these two genuinely loved Wang Baochuan, and Mo Qian was grateful for their affection.
Furthermore, now that she is Wang Baochuan and has become the one who receives love and affection, she feels she should reciprocate in some way.
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"Brother Gui, did it work out? Have you made contact with the Prime Minister's daughter?" The man who had just snatched Xiaolian's purse asked Xue Pinggui excitedly.
"Don't even mention it. When I took the money pouch back, the young lady of the Prime Minister's mansion nodded to me and had a maid thank me. It was obvious that she wanted that blond-haired maid to accept the favor."
"That maid originally wanted to give me a piece of silver to compensate for the rattle that was thrown out, but alas, in order to leave a free and unrestrained image for the daughter of the Prime Minister's family, I thought about it and reluctantly gave up."
Xue Pinggui said angrily, his face showing both frustration at not achieving his goal and regret at losing the money.
His face looked extremely distorted, completely devoid of the chivalrous and righteous aura of the white-robed youth from before!
Instead, he was no different from the hooligans who mingled with the common people, except that he had a slightly more handsome face than the other hooligans.
"What should we do? This young lady from the Prime Minister's mansion is really hard to approach. No matter how many times Brother Gui has tried to win her over, she remains unmoved. She's definitely more difficult to deal with than other noble ladies!"
"I learned from my brothers back in my hometown that a local hoodlum managed to win over the county magistrate's only daughter by pretending to be a scholar and cultured man!"
"The magistrate had no choice but to compromise for the sake of his daughter. Now that little rascal has become a constable in the county government, which makes all the brothers extremely envious."
The thief looked on with longing, as if he were the son-in-law of the county magistrate.
He not only married the housekeeper's daughter, but also achieved a leap in social class, ensuring that his descendants would be free from the hardships of peasant life!
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