Baby cabbage, the ground is yellow.
The princess is really poor.
Lu Chenghuan looked at the last three hundred and twenty-eight taels and one cent of silver in the princess's mansion, his eyes were sore and he wanted to cry...
Tears fell down loudly.
She is just a fourteen-year-old girl.
Why would God give him such a big responsibility?
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Chu Qing: Miss, the second son of the Shangshu Mansion is getting a wife. I heard that the Shangshu Mansion is as rich as the country.
Lu Chenghuan: Go, go, go now.
Chu Qing: Miss, the store you opened has no money to purchase goods, what should I do?
Lu Chenghuan: Does Shangshu Mansion still have a wife? Is it too late for me to go now?
Song Mianzhi:? Do you dare?
Lu Chenghuan:?
Song Mianzhi was so blessed that he immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake: My wife, I had a bad attitude just now, I was wrong, woo woo woo.
Purpose: Daughters should be self-reliant