A no-brainer cookie
Text third person
My mother was the first female general in the dynasty, and she was awarded the title of Marquis of Xiang due to her merits as a follower of the dragon.
I remember back in those days, my mother's suitors could line up from Qiguo to Nanrong.
The emperor of the current dynasty, the prime minister next door, the prince of the enemy country... They were all my mother's suitors.
But in the end, none of them won.
My mother chose my father.
A sick and weak son of a county magistrate's family.
There is no other reason. There will never be another man in this world who is as weak and vulnerable as my father.
My mother took pity on him, so she married him into the family.
After they got married, they played the piano and played the piano in harmony and gave birth to a son and two daughters.
My elder brother has inherited my mother's mantle, and he dances like a tiger with a fierce cloud gun. This one beat his men until they cried for father and mother, and the other one could still yell at my princess sister-in-law, pointing at the wound that was about to heal in the next second and shouting that it hurt.
The eldest sister married into the East Palace, played with the prince, and made him willingly send away the Yingying Yanyan in the backyard, and promised to my eldest sister that we will be together for the rest of our lives.
But I'm different. I'm not in good health and my brain is slow.
My father sighed at my stupidity: "Yanyan, even if you learn half of all my abilities, you can still choose from this man in the capital. It's a pity... Ugh..."
When he saw my mother coming in, he immediately put away his scowl, turned his face half sideways, and revealed his delicate facial contours.
He smiled and said: "My wife is back? Should you eat first or take a shower first?"
When my mother saw this, she held his hand and said, "You are not in good health. You can leave these things to the servants. Why do you need to worry about it yourself?"
My father had a smile in his eyes: "Worrying about your wife is the way to be a husband."
I was about to leave when my father told me, "Yanyan, I have chosen a marriage for you."
Me:?
My father rarely put down my mother and tapped my forehead: "You are not good at academics, so it is not easy to find such a smart person. He is a perfect match for you."
Me: ... Is there anyone like you who is a father? !
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The first time I met Pei Qingji was at a banquet.
Miss Shangshu hated me for pursuing many things, and wanted to frame me for pushing her into the lake.
I no longer used this low-level tactic of blaming someone when I was seven or eight years old.
I followed the trend and was about to enter the lake one step ahead of her.
A pair of warm hands embraced me.
I opened my eyes in confusion and met a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
Motto: Believe in love, you will always meet the right person