Chapter 11: Marriage Grant (3)
If you can’t marry your sweetheart anyway, why should you marry?
"Che'er, don't worry this time. The person your mother has chosen for you this time will definitely be able to spend the rest of your life with you."
"How is it possible that my son is born to defeat his wife?" Xiao Che disagreed.
The queen smiled mysteriously: "Che'er, the person I picked for you this time is not an ordinary person. You will never be able to defeat her, because her birth date is extremely prosperous, and the five elements are gold. You are in the year of wood, and gold overcomes wood, which just offsets it.
You are so incompatible with her. Moreover, she is not only a metal, her surname is gold. There are mountains of gold in the house, and she has a strong gold aura. She is simply your destined princess."
Xiao Che considered those words carefully and suddenly had an ominous premonition. Such a description...[
The second prince Xiao Yan, who had been listening in, spoke out curiously.
"Is it the famous golden basket in Izumo Country?"
"puff!!!"
Hearing this name, many ministers and their wives spewed tea.
"Who came up with such a tacky name, Jin Luo Luo? His father must have gone crazy for money, baskets of gold, this name is simply too funny." Xiao Yu couldn't help laughing out loud at first.
Xiao Yan glanced at him strangely: "If you knew her father's name, you wouldn't find it strange."
"What is your name?"
"Jin Gungun!"
"Hahaha……"
This time, not only Xiao Yu, but also the ministers and ladies around him laughed out loud.
Consider the names of the Kims and their daughters as the most interesting topic in this lunar sign.
"Mother, are you kidding me! If you let the third brother marry that rich father-in-law, and still let him live, the third brother is afraid that he will become glittering and tacky in the future.
"Although Xiao Yu is dissatisfied with Xiao Che, he still sympathizes with him.
Xiao Che also turned cold. He didn't want to marry anyone except Yang Ruoyao.
What's more, she is the daughter of a merchant.
How do you qualify to become his princess?
His wife is only reserved for the person he likes, and she is not even worthy of being his concubine.
"Mother, after all, I am also a child of the royal family. Even if I am a side concubine, I have to marry a young lady from an aristocratic family. How can I let a woman who smells like copper be my concubine? How can she have the virtue to be my principal concubine? I
Chapter completed!