"Feng Cheng!" Mrs. Niu was so angry that she slapped the wall of the car heavily, and her neatly combed her hair in a scattered manner.

Madam Hu, who was following the car, shook her head when she heard the roar from the car, and her dissatisfaction with Feng Cheng was even more intense.

The eldest girl is getting worse and worse, and she doesn't even take her grandmother seriously.

After all, he was an ignorant little girl. She thought that she could do whatever she wanted with Princess Yongping, but in fact, the most important marriage to the girl's family was not to rely on being the mistress.

After this trip, the big girl's marriage has been difficult.

In the carriage, Mrs. Niu stared at Feng Cheng with a pale face, but she was afraid and nervous.

Mrs. Niu became even more angry and said sternly: "Big girl, is this your attitude towards your grandmother?"

Feng Cheng lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Grandma is thinking too much. This is not the attitude of granddaughter towards you, but the attitude towards today's concern. If grandma insists on confusing the two, granddaughter has no choice."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Mrs. Niu pointed at Feng Cheng and squeezed out three good words in a row.

The once well-behaved and lovely granddaughter has long been beyond recognition in the eyes of Mrs. Niu, and has become a stink and hard stone in the pit.

Such a thing is not worthy of her having trouble getting married!

Mrs. Niu stared at Feng Cheng with cold eyes.

I thought that if I could climb Princess Yongping, I could fly to the branches and turn into a phoenix? I just treated this girl as a way to relieve my boredom.

If you really need to pay attention, why don’t you worry about the princess?

"Big girl, don't regret it." Mrs. Niu said word by word.

Feng Cheng raised his lips and smiled: "A frivolous person sticking to the strange girl's body, and his granddaughter doesn't know what to regret."

She knew that the "regret" she said was not the meaning of "that's the case" and would not care about her marriage in the future. But since her grandmother did not make it clear, she could of course "distort" and fight back.

"Big girl, please do your own thing." Mrs. Niu closed her eyes against the wall of the car.

What else can you say to a person who gives up completely, just like that concubine.

A dispute also broke out between Mrs. Shaoqing and her son.

"Feng'er, today you just pretend that you haven't been to Tianyuan Temple."

As soon as my mother said this, the young man understood that he did not like Miss Feng.

"Mother, my son thinks Miss Feng is good."

Mrs. Shaoqing's eyes were sharp: "Where did you see that it's good?"

The young man knew that the more he praised Miss Feng, the worse he was, but if he didn't fight for it, he would really miss the fairy-like beauty.

It would be fine if I hadn't seen Miss Feng before, but how could I bear to miss it when I saw it?

"My son looked coldly. Miss Feng is very innocent and easy to get along with in the future--"

Mrs. Shaoqing interrupted her son lightly: "Innocence is not suitable for our mansion. You are the only son in our family. If you want to support your family in the future, how can you marry a naive wife?"

What's more, thinking about eating vegetarian food in that kind of occasion is no longer naive or stupid.

"Anyway, don't think about it anymore, your mother will find you a more suitable one."

"Mother, my son likes Miss Feng very much!" Seeing that his mother said to death, the young man finally couldn't help expressing his thoughts.

Mrs. Shaoqing's face was slightly darker: "You just met once, do you like it very much?"

The young man nodded violently: "My son wants to marry Miss Feng."

Mrs. Shaoqing sneered.

She had asked her son to go to Tianyuan Temple to see him. When her son heard that Miss Feng had retired from the marriage, she was a little unwilling to do so. Now she wished she would not marry Miss Feng.

It was clearly confused by Miss Feng's beauty.

The old saying is true.

Mrs. Shaoqing's tone became more and more firm: "No."

"Mother, just promise your son." The young man knew that he was so tough that he could not do it, so he asked for help.

Seeing his son like this, Mrs. Shaoqing's expression slowed down and comforted her: "Mother knows that Miss Feng's appearance is just your mind. Silly child, there are many beauties in this world like stars, and there is only one wife who is shoulder to shoulder with you. Are you willing to marry a wife who will only be able to hold back?"

The young man opened his mouth: "But-"

Mrs. Shaoqing patted her son's arm: "Among the same family and outstanding character, this is the most important thing to consider when marrying a wife. You like beautiful women, just wait until you marry a wife and take a beautiful concubine in the future."

The young man was unwilling to accept it, but he also understood that the things his mother decided were difficult to change, so he had to respond depressedly.

Seeing his son's reluctance, Mrs. Shaoqing smiled and said, "Don't think it's a pity that this marriage has not been formed. Just watch it. This eldest lady Feng's marriage may be very difficult."

He has a flawed reputation and is useless except for beauty. Who would marry such a wife in a mansion that is in the capital?

The carriage from Shaoqing's Mansion and the carriage from Shangshu's Mansion drove in two directions, as if they had never intersected.

The carriage that Mrs. Niu was riding in drove into the corner gate of the Shangshu Mansion. The disciple stopped Madam Hu and said, "A matchmaker has come and wants to talk to the eldest girl."

When Madam Hu heard this, her eyes almost fell out, and she made sure to the disciples again before she could believe it was correct.

The carriage stopped at the hanging flower gate, and Mrs. Niu and Feng Cheng got off the carriage.

Mrs. Niu looked dark and walked in without saying a word.

Feng Cheng felt blessed with a blessing: "Grandmother, granddaughter is back in late autumn."

Mrs. Niu stared at her for a moment, and walked towards Changning Hall with a tense face.

Madam Hu looked at Feng Cheng who was parked in the original place with a strange look, and quickly caught up with Mrs. Niu and whispered: "Old lady, when you come, the matchmaker wants to tell the girl to kiss her."

Mrs. Niu stopped suddenly, thinking that she had heard it wrong: "What?"

Madam Hu had expected her reaction to Mrs. Niu, so she said it again.

Mrs. Niu subconsciously turned around and saw only a slender back that was leaving.

"Where are people?"

"I'm waiting in the flower hall in front, and the disciple said that I've been waiting for more than an hour." Madam Hu was curious and asked Mrs. Niu, "Old Madam, do you want to meet me?"

Mrs. Niu was no less curious than Madam Hu. She only completely disgusted with her eldest granddaughter and was impatient to meet a matchmaker.

Besides, the wealthy family said they were married but did not directly send a matchmaker to the house, which shows that the person who came must have said they were married to someone who could not get on the table.

When will a cat or a dog dare to climb the threshold of the Shangshu Mansion?

Mrs. Niu was even more annoyed when she thought about it. She said to Madam Hu impatiently: "You go ahead and take a look and send me the person."

Madam Hu took the order and left. When she arrived at the flower hall in front, she saw a well-dressed woman waiting properly, and she didn't touch the tea she kept at hand.

Madam Hu thought that the ice man was quite decent and asked out of basic politeness: "I wonder which mansion sent you here?"

The matchmaker said politely: "It was the young woman who came in the Duke Chengguo's mansion."
Chapter completed!