When the prince has the ability to read minds, he switches to the princess

"No, Xi Rou, what do you want?"

Fang Xirou looked at her and said, "Mom, do you know how much you have used from my biological mother over the years?"

"..."

Ms. Lei couldn't tell the pain in her heart. All the family expenses over the years had come from her, but all the income went into her own pocket.

How can you give it all back to her?

"Didn't your father already give it to you?"

"Then mother doesn't plan to pay it back?"

"..."

Fang Xirou pushed out the three hundred acres of fertile land and said, "Mrs. Fang, please go back."

Mrs. Fang?

Lei didn't like her calling her mother before, but now, this call may be her life-saving talisman.

Who told Lao Jiu to be Prince Shen now? She will become Princess Shen in the future.

Zhuge Qing was right in saying that they should not be enemies with them.

"Xirou, I still have some of your mother's belongings. If you want them, I'll go back and pack them for you."

Fang Shurou was not born, so Lei took Fang Shurou back.

When they got into the carriage and Fang Shurou was about to say something, Lei said fiercely: "Why did you choose Zhuge Qing? You don't have to bow to her now."

Fang Shuju said: "Mother, we have a long way to go. One day, he will definitely be a great minister."

So what if you are a highly respected minister? When you stay in your hometown for three years, who will still remember you?

On Fang Xirou's side, just after sending Lei away, Fu came in by the way.

Fushun had been standing outside for a long time. He heard what she said to Lei and knew it very clearly.

Zhuge Qing's failure with her was her intention.

She looked at Fang Xirou angrily.

"Fang Xirou, you are really good."

"Princess Fushun, why are you unhappy? But Zhuge Zhan made you unhappy? If you feel unhappy about anything, just tell me. I will help you straighten him out..." Fang Xirou tried her best to soften her tone.

Princess Fushun glared back at her, raised her eyebrows contemptuously, and snorted: "How dare I, Princess? Maybe in the future, I will have something to trouble the future Princess Shen."

Fang Xirou knew that she had heard it, and she was not in a hurry.

"Princess Fushun, I just want to ask you one thing. At this moment, do you want to marry Zhuge Qing or Zhuge Zhan?"

Fushun had no impression of Zhuge Qing, only that he was sinister and cunning. But Zhuge Zhan was very considerate and caring towards himself.

But even so, she designed herself first.

"Princess, since I came to the Marquis Mansion, you have treated me like a sister. I am grateful and hope that one day I can repay you."

"Is this how you repay me?"

"Princess, I heard that Zhuge Qing is not good at it."

"What's wrong with him?" After Fushun asked, she realized what he meant. Her face turned red and she looked uncomfortable, "How do you know?"

"My cousin told me." Fang Xirou deliberately lowered her voice and said, "This kind of thing cannot be spread from your mouth."

Fushun asked uncertainly: "Is this serious?"

"You know that my relationship with my step-sister is average. If Zhuge Qing is so good, why should I take advantage of her?"

Fushun thought about it too.

Fang Xi said softly and surprisingly:

"How about you try Zhuge Zhan?"

Fushun opened his mouth and glared at her.

"You're talking nonsense, let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart."

"Oh, the princess hit someone."

"..."

The two quarreled for a while before they separated. Just as Fushun was about to go back, he heard someone talking not far away.

Chen Shuzhen's voice said: "Mother, do you think it would be okay for my eldest sister to marry Zhuge Zhan?"

Nie smiled and said, "Do you think she should have married Zhuge Qing, but ended up marrying Zhuge Zhan, so it will be difficult to meet her in the future?"

Chen Shuzhen said: "How embarrassing."

"The embarrassment is second, and the eldest son and the second son are different. The eldest son will inherit everything in the family, but the second son will have nothing."

Just like in their family, the second son is dependent on the eldest son, and all resources go to the eldest son first. Even if the prince is a waste, he can still enjoy everything.

When the maid Si Shu saw that the girl didn't speak, she felt a little worried.

Princess Fushun just snorted lightly and said nothing.

After the people there had gone away, Princess Fushun asked: "Secretary, do you think anyone would really laugh at me?"

The Secretary said: "Girl, we should think about the future. If we marry the eldest son Zhuge, we will have no children in the future and will eventually fall into the hands of the second wife."

Fushun nodded.

"That's true."

Fushun suddenly wanted to thank Fang Xirou for caring for him.

"Come on, let's go back."

The next morning

Lei sent someone to deliver a box of things, but she didn't show up. Xirou looked at the things inside and ordered someone to close it.

Things are familiar, but missing.

Fang Xirou didn't say anything after leaving the things behind.

And Lei didn't make any fuss with her because of these things.

February 27th is a good day.

Fang Xirou didn't sleep much all night. She was pulled up early and took a bath.

After that, she was pinned in front of the mirror and dressed up properly. Fang Xirou couldn't recognize who the person in front of her was. She just felt that the hands that were twisting her noodles were fast and neat.

Then it was time to dress up again. Xirou looked at the person in the mirror, and Fang Xirou couldn't recognize it.

Thin eyebrows, a light blush, and bright lipstick on the lips. Delicate, beautiful, and exquisite, it's like a different person.

During this period, the old lady came to see me once, and when she saw that there was nothing unexpected, she went out again.

In addition, two cousins ​​from the Xi family also came.

But they didn't come in, but were outside helping.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a commotion outside, and the wedding team came to the door.

Zhu Gaoyong was wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a tall head and a handsome face. He was very majestic.

Next to Zhu Gaoyong were officials from the Ministry of Rites and imperial censors.

Although Zhu Gaoyong was usually aloof, no one was left behind on such an important day, and everyone came.

Fang Xirou was in the backyard. She didn't know if there was any trouble ahead for Zhu Gaoyong. She just followed the procedure and was led slowly outside. When she got to the gate, her eldest cousin carried her on his back and boarded the sedan chair;

For this, Xirou was grateful to Marquis Dingyuan.

Prince Shen's Mansion was not very far from Dingyuan Hou Mansion, and Fang Xirou arrived there within half a quarter of an hour of sitting in the sedan.

The sedan finally stopped.

The sedan curtain was lifted by someone from outside.

Before the palace maids gathered around him, Zhu Gaoyong had already dismounted, walked to her, and hugged her down.

Fang Xirou could hear his heartbeat through the hijab.

"Why don't you let yourself down? Are you going to carry yourself into the room?"

"Will your physical strength be bad? What if you throw yourself out?" Fang Xirou thought of that scene and hugged his neck tightly.

The corners of Zhu Gaoyong's mouth rose unconsciously.

When they arrived inside the mansion, Fang Xirou was put down. They worshiped heaven and earth in the palace. She was sent to the bridal chamber.

Fang Xirou waited in the bridal chamber for a while, almost falling asleep, before Zhu Gaoyong came in.