Long Muchen is also very curious, clever and gentle Rong Er, what in the end said, can let long Yutian hair into this shape.

As a result, when he saw the words on the paper, he fell into a kind of inexplicable melancholy.

Until long Yintian reaches out his hand and drags his sleeve, he reacts and sighs.

"What rong'er wrote is - father, I can finally be with you as a daughter for a lifetime -"

- the dividing line of duo'er -

on the day when rong'er settled down, a girl was redeemed by a young man and wanted to marry her back home as a concubine.

Fenghuang Yufei is different from other Qing / Lou / Chu / Guan. Although the girls in the hall are both talented and beautiful, they are deeply liked by those high-ranking officials and noble people, but they are also good at performing rather than selling themselves.

Gentle, considerate and generous girls naturally get the pursuit of many admirers.

It's not difficult to marry a girl who is a Phoenix. Although Qian Duoduo loves money, he treats the girls as his family members.

As long as the other party treats them sincerely, and they are happy with each other, Qian Duoduo is willing to promote this beautiful marriage.

Therefore, the girl married from fenghuangyufei is not the first and will not be the last.

Rong'er has nothing to do. If she likes to join in the fun, she runs to the married girl's boudoir and chats with her.

"Rong'er, I see that you are eager to talk and stop. Is there anything you want to ask me?"

The married girl is Furong, a few years older than ronger. She fell in love with her lovely and innocent little sister at first sight.

"Sister Furong, I heard that the son you married, Mr. Su, already has a wife. If you marry him, it's his concubine. Don't you feel aggrieved?"

In rong'er's hand, he played with big red flowers and frowned. After several hesitations, he could not help asking.

However, after a while, looking at Furong's face, she was slightly stunned. Then she lowered her head and covered her mouth like a child who did something wrong.

"Sister Furong, I'm sorry, it's my mouth. Don't care!"

Just think about it. On the wedding day, what a happy day it is. If she doesn't say some auspicious words about "a happy marriage for a hundred years", she'll forget it. It's stupid of her not to mention any pot.

However, Furong was not angry, but waved off the bridesmaids and maidservants in the next room.

When only she and rong'er were left in the boudoir, Furong answered her question with a smile.

"Rong'er, how old is my sister than you? I've been in this romantic place for so many years. I've seen all kinds of people and heard all kinds of sweet words. Although it's a bit unfair to get married as a concubine, what women value more than fame is not a man's sincerity towards you?"

"If this man loves you, even if you are a concubine, you will treat you as a wife and treasure in his heart; if he doesn't love you, even if his parents order the matchmaker, he just respects you like a guest!"

"Between sincerity and fame, if you choose, which one do you choose?"

Rong Er didn't expect that the problem she had been struggling with was easily solved by Furong in a few words. She was slightly dull for a moment.

He said without hesitation: "of course I want to be sincere!"

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