Following an imperial edict granting marriage, Sui Nong, the daughter of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River, came to Beijing with her wealth to fulfill her engagement.
On the wedding day, what greeted us was the cold iron gate of Zhenbei Hou Mansion.
Shi Ziyanchi stood condescendingly and said with cold eyes: "Sui Nong, you are a merchant girl full of copper odor. To be my noble concubine is already an honor."
The old lady even planned to annex her million-dollar dowry and make her kneel down to serve tea.
They thought she would be humble and seek perfection.
But little did he know that when the red hijab was lifted, that face was as charming as a country's, naturally charming.
Suinong tore up the marriage certificate in public, carried hundreds of boxes of dowry and left.
At first, Yan Chi watched with cold eyes, believing that she would come back crying and begging him within three days.
But later...
In the pouring rain, the national master Qi Hejian, who had always been cold and ascetic and untainted by the world, held her in his arms with red eyes and said in a tolerant voice: "Buye, don't look at him, look at me."
The gentle and gentle imperial master Wen Zheyu lowered his status for her and was willing to be her subordinate.
And the once arrogant prince Yan Chi eventually broke his legs on his knees in the mud, just begging her to look back at him.
But at this time, Suinong was already a top beauty that they couldn't afford to offend.
