Now he is the powerful crown prince. After the emperor's death, the throne will most likely be passed on to him. Why should he and his daughter get involved in this mess? If things go wrong, their entire family's lives will be at stake. It's better for him to be honest.
"That's fine. Then prepare a gift for him and hand it back to him directly. If he doesn't want to go, then don't go. To be honest, I really don't want to go to Jinling. It's too far away, and the roads are not peaceful now. There are too many horse thieves now, and they rob people on the road. There is no way to stop them. It's better to stay at home."
Wang Shiyu, who was embroidering, suddenly spoke something when she saw her mother who was about to go out. Wang Shiyu looked up at her mother. At this time, her nagging mother was really gentle. Wang Shiyu understood what her mother said. In fact, she wanted to go. She probably wanted to see how Zhou Qingyun was doing. After all, Zhou Qingyun looked quite miserable.
"When mother writes back to him, tell him that I will be engaged in four months. Tell him clearly. Besides, my brother is still young. If there is nothing else, I probably won't go to Jinling City again. His status is not suitable for leaving Jinling, so it will be difficult for us to see each other again."
Because when she is older, she will get married directly and will not go to Jinling to see him. Everyone present understood the unspoken meaning. Even the meaning of Wang Shiyu's words was that she wanted to cut off contact with Zhou Qingyun. Every time Wang Shiyu saw the things Zhou Qingyun sent her, she felt something was wrong.
Yu Xiuming's slender hands slowly turned the pages of the book in his hand, but the smile in his eyes could not be concealed. Even Wang Shiyu's words made him very happy. After all, his future wife now knew how to avoid suspicion. As a man, how could he not be happy?
After all, Zhou Qingyun had given Wang Shiyu a lot of various jewelry before. Although there were many types, the hairpins and earrings deeply touched Yu Xiuming's heart, which was why he was anxious to express his feelings.
Mo Ruru responded and walked out of the room directly to the study, where she began to prepare a reply to Zhou Qingyun. Ever since Wang Shiyu decided to get engaged to Yu Xiuming, she no longer wrote letters to other people in person. After all, letters could easily become evidence of private transactions. Wang Shiyu didn't want to cause trouble, so she tried to avoid it if possible. Although her mother had only learned calligraphy for a short time, she wrote small calligraphy with flowers on her head very well, and she didn't seem like someone who was learning from scratch.
Yu Xiuming's current mood was like drinking a cool drink with ice cubes in the hottest days of summer. His whole body felt very comfortable, but he still held back and did not laugh out loud. After all, no one said it directly. Wang Shiyu just cut off a peach blossom in the dark. It was not worth him being so happy at all. But he couldn't help it. He was really too happy.
Although the two of them were still silent in the room at the moment, Wang Shiyu could feel being stared at like that, even if she was dull. She could even feel that Yu Xiuming wanted to stare at her back until she melted.
But she did not look back, but continued to embroider the work in her hands, with a smile on her lips and eyebrows. She was not a fool, so how could she not know that?
Since she had already made the decision, she naturally had to give her man a guarantee. After all, Yu Xiuming himself had already made it clear that they would be a pair for life, a hairpin and a earring to accompany each other for life.
Regarding such matters, Wang Shiyu is still willing to give Yu Xiuming a guarantee. As long as Yu Xiuming does not change his mind in this life, her feelings will never change. After all, even if Wang Shiyu likes Yu Xiuming now, she still has some reservations. In the future, perhaps as time goes by, she will slowly fall in love with him completely.
At this time, the Wang family on Qiong Island was also living in dire straits. Zhang Xiuli was holding her waist and belly, beating her waist, and had just bent down to wash her family's clothes. Zhang Xiuli is now more than seven months pregnant, but her belly does not look very big. She looks like she is malnourished, and even has a big head and a thin body. If it were not for the obvious pregnancy in her belly, others would have thought that this person was sick.
Zhou Guichun was banging around in the kitchen. Ever since her hand was injured, she has never been as quiet as before because her hand can no longer hold the embroidery needle. For a daughter-in-law who can't hold the embroidery needle, the old man naturally would not let her continue to stay idle in the room, after all, she can't earn money for the family.
Now all the housework was assigned to her and Zhang Xiuli. Zhou Guichun, who had been like a lady of a wealthy family since she married into the Wang family, had also felt everything that Mo Ruru had suffered in the past five years, which made her more and more resentful, and she was full of resentment every day.
Naturally, she is no longer as delicate and tender as she was when she was pampered. Her personality has also changed a lot, becoming more and more different from before. Even her temper has become worse. Even Wang Shiyi can't get a smile from her, let alone Wang Yizu. Isn't the relationship between the couple becoming more and more disharmonious?
After all, in the past, as long as she finished the embroidery, she could wait at home to receive the money, and then she would be spoiled by her parents-in-law and husband. Even her son was her treasure. She would even be given one or two cents for each embroidery piece so that she could save it as her pocket money. Now, not only has her pocket money been spent, but she also has to work every day. Naturally, she can't stand it.
She looked down on her sister-in-law who was washing clothes outside the door even more. She gave birth to a daughter in the first year after her marriage. The daughter was only four or five years old, and she was forced to help with housework. She didn't know if her sister-in-law could give birth to a son this time. If she gave birth to a son, the son would be on the same level as her. She didn't agree. Just looking at her sister-in-law's cowardly appearance, she estimated that even if she gave birth to a son, the son would never be able to stand up in this life and would definitely be suppressed by her.
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