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1235 Midnight Talk 2

In Rongguo Hou Mansion, Zhao Wanqing looked at Zhao Guang who was sitting in the study and reading. "Father, do you really plan to let your daughter marry the third prince?"

Zhao Guanghe wrote a letter and looked up at the daughter in front of him. Although he had many children, he only had one son and one daughter in his family. He had always been favored by Zhao Wanqing. If it weren't for the sudden news from Sun Xiangjun that he wanted to marry the Rongguo Hou Mansion, he would never have thought of letting his daughter be involved in the royal struggle.

"It's not whether my father wants you to marry the third prince now, but that the emperor's imperial edict has been issued. If we disagree, it is to resist the edict."

Zhao Wanqing has a beautiful appearance and is quiet and quiet on weekdays. However, she learned a good martial arts with Zhao Guang. When she was in the southeast, she even went to the battlefield with Zhao Guang. It was only after she returned to the capital that she began to put away her lively spirit in the southeast. She stayed in Rongguo Hou’s Mansion all day long and rarely went out.

"My father had promised his daughter before and would never force her to marry someone she didn't want to marry."

Zhao Guang was stunned for a moment and immediately sighed heavily.

"This is not something we can decide. If you don't come back from the Southeast, your marriage may be chosen according to your own wishes. But when we come back, we will be unable to help."

Didn’t he know Zhao Wanqing’s thoughts? But when he thought of the agreement between him and Sun Xiangjun many years ago, he could only pretend that he didn’t know anything. If the third prince could succeed, their Rongguo Hou Mansion would go a step further and even become the first family in the capital.

At that time, Zhao Wanqing was the queen, and it was not a pity for her to think about it.

Zhao Wanqing stared at Zhao Guang and spoke softly for a long time. "Father, I figured it out. If I marry the third prince, our Rongguo Hou Mansion will be completely tied to the third prince. Successful father is a minister of the dragon, and if he fails... I'm afraid there will be no Rongguo Hou Mansion again."

She has always been smart, so how could she not see through Zhao Guang’s thoughts?

Zhao Guang, who was told by his daughter, did not look embarrassed, and he chuckled helplessly.

"My father knows that you are smart and have talent for war, but you are a daughter after all, and you will not be able to inherit the Marquis' Mansion in the future. Your brother and several younger brothers are both mediocre qualifications. When my father cannot fight, the Marquis' Mansion will be no successor. By that time, do you think there is still a foothold in the capital city of Rongguo Hou Mansion?"

They are military generals and if they cannot fight, how can they gain a foothold?

Zhao Wanqing bit her lip, and when her eyes touched the white hair on Zhao Guang's temples, a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes.

"My daughter understands it. Since the father has made up his mind, after he marrys the third prince, he will do his best to help the third prince."

Zhao Guang got up and came to Zhao Wanqing and patted her shoulder gently.

"I feel wronged."

Zhao Wanqing didn't say anything, sat in the study for a while, and then left.

"Caiyun, please send all the things that Young Master Bai sent back."

Caiyun moved his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, but gently responded to Zhao Wanqing's words. The master and servant quickly returned to the room. Zhao Wanqing sat by the window and sighed after being silent for a long time.

"You go down, I want to be alone."

"Miss, Mr. Bai..."

Zhao Wanqing turned her head and looked at Caiyun coldly.
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