I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times

Chapter 222 Adopted as a Concubine

Xia Zhi came over with a sullen face and wanted to invite the matchmaker out.

 But the matchmaker didn't move.

It was as if she hadn’t heard Ling Chu’s words asking her to leave, “Girl, it’s getting late and the sedan chair is still waiting outside. You’d better take the time to dress up and don’t miss the auspicious moment.”

The matchmaker didn't move, and Ling Chu couldn't move either.

Still sitting on the chair, he smiled and said, "Since you don't want to leave in an empty sedan chair, then whoever agrees to the marriage will be allowed to get on your sedan chair."

"Sister Chu, what are you talking about!" As soon as Ling Chu said this, Ling Zong shouted angrily at her with a dark face.

Although he was annoyed with his wife for agreeing to give her eldest daughter to the prince of Zhao Guogong as a concubine, Ling Chu's words were too treasonous. It was her mother who agreed to the marriage.

 She meant to ask her mother to become a concubine for Zhao Jingming.

 Although the Second Madam and the Third Madam did not speak, the gloating in their eyes made Dong's chest hurt.

He glared at Ling Chu with a sullen face, "Do you still have a mother like me in your eyes? You can say such treacherous things. Why didn't I drown you in a urine bucket when I gave birth to you?"

The smile on Ling Chu's face had long since dissipated, and his eyes were full of ice, "I treat you as my mother, but do you treat me as your daughter? Which mother in the world would know that the other person is not a good match, but still treat her own child How is it different from marrying your daughter into a concubine and pushing me into a pit of fire?"

“Didn’t you keep saying that you don’t want to be the concubine? I have fulfilled your wish, what else are you dissatisfied with?”

Looking at Dong's righteousness, Ling Chu almost laughed angrily. What dissatisfaction did she have?

If this wasn't her own mother, she would almost have wanted to summon a hammer and hit her with it to see what was in her head.

 She is not willing to be Zhao Jingming's concubine. Does she think she will be happy to be a concubine?

Ling Chu no longer had any good impressions of the Dong family. He didn't want to say anything more and just said in a cold voice, "Wherever the sedan chair comes from, go back to it. Otherwise, whoever should be a concubine will get on the sedan chair."

Ms. Dong sneered, "It's not up to you. Marriage is a matter of parents' orders and the matchmaker's advice. Today you have to marry whether you want to marry or not."

Thinking of the rumors she heard about the Crown Prince of Zhao when she left the palace yesterday, and the cynicism and resentment that Mrs. Zhao Guogong had towards her, Mrs. Dong became extremely angry.

Originally, she planned the marriage in Zhao Guogong's mansion for Qing'er, but it happened to be ruined by this disaster star.

Those dirty frame-up methods she used on the prince Zhao Guogong not only harmed Zhao Jingming, she also ruined Qing'er's future.

And her beloved Yaoyao.

 Thinking of the letter she sent, the crying in it really broke her heart.

Since this disaster has harmed her Yaoyao and Qing'er, don't blame her for giving them to the prince of Zhao Guogong.

 Look at how she will suffer in the hands of Guo and Zhao Jingming in the future.

Ling Chu ignored Dong and turned to Ling Zong, "Since marriage is the order of the parents, how dare I ask my father, do you agree to let me be Zhao Jingming's concubine?"

"This..." Ling Zong frowned when his eldest daughter asked him. On one side was his wife and on the other was his daughter. How should he answer?

Although he does not want his daughter to be a concubine for others, his wife has already agreed to the Duke of Zhao's palace, and now he is riding a tiger and is unable to get off.

 Ling Chu had already expected Ling Zong's reaction and was not sad at all.

She did not look at her father anymore, but turned to her superiors, "Grandpa, grandma, do you also agree with me being a concubine for others?"

Ling Mao glanced at her and said coldly, "Sister Chu, your mother is confused, don't pay attention. Although our Ling family has lost, my granddaughter, Ling Mao, will not become a concubine for others."

Even though Ling Mao and his wife didn’t like their eldest granddaughter, they didn’t want her to be Zhao Jingming’s concubine. After all, if you think about it seriously, concubines are not serious relatives.

If Ling Chu were to be Zhao Jingming's concubine, Zhao Guogong's Mansion would not treat their Ling Mansion as an official in-law, let alone give them any help.

Ling Chu expected that his grandparents would refuse.

 As for the reason for the rejection, she also knew it.

 She was not sad about this, after all, she knew about it early on.

Ling Chu turned to the matchmaker and said, "You have heard it, please come back."

The matchmaker still didn't move, flicked the handkerchief in her hand, and said to the Dowager in a strange way, "The palace has clearly agreed to let the eldest girl be a concubine, but now that the sedan chair is coming, she has gone back on her word. Aren't you afraid that Duke Zhao's palace will be angry?"

Mrs. Tai pursed her lips and looked embarrassed. If it were before, she would naturally not be afraid of Duke Zhao's mansion.

 But based on the current situation of Ling Mansion, if Zhao Guogong Mansion insists on making things difficult for them, they really won’t be able to withstand it.

 For the first time, Mrs. Dong felt deeply displeased with Mr. Dong.

Although she didn't like Ling Chu, she never thought of letting her become someone else's concubine. She really couldn't understand why Dong agreed to make Ling Chu his concubine.

It would be fine if she were the imperial concubine, but she is not.

Just when the wife was in trouble, a well-dressed woman with a rigid face walked in from outside and said, "Sister-in-law Gao, what time of the day is it? Why haven't you brought the bride out yet? The people outside to greet the bride are all tired of waiting."

The matchmaker flicked her veil and said with an apologetic smile, "Aunt Dou, it's not that I'm delaying on purpose, it's just that the eldest girl doesn't want to get on the sedan chair. You can't blame me for that."

Aunt Dou glanced at Ling Chu coldly, then turned her head, and bowed her knees slightly to Ling Mao and Mrs. Dou who were standing above her, "You two, it's getting late, I will take the eldest daughter away, our prince I’m still waiting at the house.”

This Aunt Dou is a steward next to Mrs. Zhao Guogong. Although she is saluting, everyone can see her perfunctory attitude.

Mrs. Tai was displeased and said, "Mother Dou, please come back. You don't have to say anything about taking my eldest granddaughter away. My daughter-in-law is stupid and did something stupid yesterday. I will definitely take her with me to make amends to Mrs. Zhao Guogong one day."

 Mother Dou came with a mission today, so naturally she would not be dismissed by Mrs. Tai in a few words.

“Madam, when you go out in a sedan chair, there is absolutely no reason to return empty. What’s more, Mrs. Dong signed the concubinage document yesterday, and also received fifty acres of fertile land from our Duke Zhao’s mansion and three hundred taels of bride price.

No matter what happens today, I have to take you eldest girl back. "

Ling Mao and Mrs. Tai frowned. Neither of them expected that Mr. Dong actually signed the concubinage document and the betrothal gift. This was really difficult to handle.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Mother Dou turned to Ling Chu expressionlessly and said, "Miss, it's getting late, let's get on the sedan chair."

Ling Chu sneered, Dong sold her fifty acres of fertile land and three hundred taels.

"I still say the same thing, it is absolutely impossible for me to be your prince's concubine! Whoever signs the document and receives the bride price, you will take him away."

Dong's face was clouded, but Ling Chu didn't even look at her. Since she doesn't treat her as a daughter, don't blame her for ignoring her face.

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