After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums - Chapter 612

Chapter 612 617:

Madam Wu Anhou pulled her to sit down and poured her a glass of water: “What are you doing in such a hurry, sit down and rest for a while.”

He Zhimiao took the teacup from Mrs. Wu’anhou’s hand, didn’t bother to drink it, and put it on the table, looking at her eagerly.

Madam Wu Anhou nodded: “Really.”

“How is that possible?” When He Zhimiao was affirmed by Mrs. Wu’an Hou, he gasped suddenly, his face was full of disbelief, and unwillingness and jealousy were even more involuntary on his face.

“Song Shizi said that he fell in love with your grandmother at first sight at her birthday banquet.” When she said this, Mrs. Wu Anhou gritted her teeth.

If He Zhiyan is really allowed to marry into An Guogong’s mansion, then she will no longer be able to control this stepdaughter in the future.

“Bah, I think she is the one who seduced Song Shizi.” He Zhimiao said angrily.

Mrs. Marquis of Wu’an looked at He Zhimiao’s eyes that were red with jealousy, and couldn’t help but thump in her heart: “Miaoer, don’t you have some thoughts about Song Shizi?”

Not to mention that there is such a possibility, after all, Song Yanjun’s appearance, family background, talent and ability are all there. Looking at his reputation of restraining his wife, he is undoubtedly a **** husband-in-law who was robbed by noble daughters in Beijing.

When Mrs. Marquis Wu’an thought of this possibility, her heart couldn’t help beating.

She wants her daughter to marry well, not just to enjoy a short-term blessing.

He Zhimiao was stunned for a moment when he heard Mrs. Wu Anhou’s words, then curled his lips and said, “Mother, what nonsense are you talking about?”

“Really?” Mrs. Wu Anhou asked worriedly.

He Zhimiao nodded without hesitation: “The prince of An Guogong is indeed a dragon and phoenix among men, but just take a look, my daughter is not stupid, she is rushing to die.”

“That’s good, that’s good.” Mrs. Wu Anhou patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

“Mother, even if I never thought about marrying Song Yanjun, I don’t allow He Zhiyan to marry him. Looking at the capital, there is nothing more noble than An Guogong’s mansion, except for the prince. My daughter doesn’t want to bow her head in the future.” Zhimiao hummed.

The queen’s natal family, the duke’s family, holds a heavy army, even if it is a powerful family like the Shen family and Liu family, it will not be more noble than the An Guogong’s mansion.

He Zhimiao wanted to marry the prince, but no matter how high his eyes were, he knew that his life as a concubine was very small. Could it be that He Zhiyan would always be on his head in the future.

Even if He Zhiyan lived not long, but before that, the status of Mrs. An Guogong’s son was extremely honorable.

Mrs. Wu’an Hou looked at her daughter’s angry face, and could only hold back her anger.

She also wants to stop it.

But unless He Zhiyan doesn’t want to marry herself, there is almost no room for negotiation in this matter.

Lu Xiang is the adopted daughter of Duke Anguo. She must be a lobbyist when she goes to see He Zhiyan at this time.

If she was just the daughter of a mere minister, I would never let her stay, but her background is terrifying, even if I am Mrs. Hou, I would not dare to offend Lu Xiang.

…

In He Zhiyan’s room, Lu Xiang listened to the whole incident and showed her an apologetic expression. At that time, she only wanted to hide Song Yanjun in a safe place and not let the second room plot against him, but she never thought of letting He Zhiyan Yan almost fell into a desperate situation.

Even if things were not as bad as she imagined, they did take advantage of others.

“Xiangxiang, son, he…he…” He Zhiyan was even more surprised than Lu Xiang. She never thought that Song Yanjun would come to propose marriage, and she couldn’t help feeling flustered: “I…I’m fine, no…don’t need him to feel guilty .”

“Sister Yan, do you hate my brother-in-law?”

He Zhiyan was startled when he heard the words, and quickly shook his head: “How could that be?”

(end of this chapter)