novelaction Chapter 136 Making Your Own Marriage
Chapter 136 Making Your Own Marriage
Qiao Qingshu also sighed inwardly.
That's often how things are in this world. A woman as coarse and short-sighted as Aunt Chen gave birth to a daughter who was exceptionally talented and refined.
The daughter born to a gentle and quiet woman like Aunt He was indeed greedy, vain, and stupid.
If it weren't for Aunt He's sake, she wouldn't have let Qiao Qingle off so easily.
Qiao Qingle, however, was still oblivious to the situation and continued to shout.
"Aunt! You're so spineless and unambitious, do you expect me to end up like you?!"
"If I were like you, I would marry a penniless man and live a life of poverty, just like my second sister. Is this what you want to see?"
"Auntie, can't you see eldest sister's selfishness? She can't stand any of us being better off than her! She's jealous!"
Qiao Qingshu pouted helplessly, somewhat impatiently.
"Alright, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you. If it weren't for Aunt He's sake, you might not even be alive!"
"I'm only giving you one chance. If I catch you with any bad intentions again, I won't let you off easily!"
Qiao Qingle was also angered by her older sister's attitude and shouted,
"I think I hit the nail on the head! You're furious! You're the worst one!"
"You can't stand that we sisters married better than you! You're jealous, you're resentful!"
Qiao Qingshu laughed in anger, thinking about the fate of her third sister in her previous life, and realized that it made sense.
She spoke slowly.
"Fine, then I will not interfere with your marriage. Show me what you're capable of, and I'll see how well you can marry."
He recalled how his third sister was framed by Liu Wan'er in his previous life and sent to marry a foreign ruler, crying as if she had lost her parents before leaving.
Qiao Qingshu was reborn and originally thought of helping Aunt He out of respect for her, but now it seems that this idea was completely unnecessary.
She decided never to interfere in her third sister's affairs again; whether it brought her fortune or misfortune, it was all up to her own fate!
She waved her hand impatiently.
“Aunt He, I won’t make things difficult for her because of you.”
"Furthermore, the Qiao family will never interfere in Qiao Qingle's marriage. She can decide for herself what kind of man she wants to marry, good or bad."
Aunt He was taken aback when she heard this. Just as she was about to say something, Qiao Qingshu waved for them to leave.
A look of surprise and excitement flashed in Qiao Qingle's eyes. She could hardly believe that Qiao Qingshu had actually given her the authority to arrange her own engagement.
Wouldn't that be an incredibly wonderful thing?
If Qiao Qingshu hadn't interfered, wouldn't it have been a foregone conclusion that she would have married the Crown Prince and become his concubine?
Her eyes and brows were full of joy. Afraid that Qiao Qingshu would return, she immediately pulled Aunt He out.
On the way back, Qiao Qingle's steps were light with excitement, and she didn't even feel the pain from the swelling on her face anymore.
"This slap wasn't for nothing. Now I can make my own decisions about my marriage. It's wonderful."
"I must choose a husband carefully myself. I will marry someone better than my eldest sister, second sister, and cousin Wan'er! I will make them all envious and jealous of me!"
Aunt He stopped in her tracks, looking at her daughter with eyes that seemed to regard her as an idiot, feeling an indescribable sense of annoyance.
I shouldn't have given birth to this stupid, wicked child in the first place. Now that he's been born, he's not only harming others, but he'll also harm me in the future.
Her brows furrowed deeply.
"Le'er, you..."
She wanted to say a few words of advice to her daughter, but the words caught in her throat.
She knew her daughter was brainless; if she had listened to even a single word she had said in the past, things wouldn't have turned out like this.
He simply shook his head helplessly and gave up.
"Do whatever you want."
"But there's only one condition: if you dare to harm the young lady again, I will strangle you with my own hands without her having to lift a finger!"
Qiao Qingle was clearly overwhelmed with joy, and she said with a grin,
"I will no longer scheme against her; I have achieved my goal!"
After saying that, she turned around and skipped away.
All that remained was Aunt He, who was left sighing deeply as she watched her retreating figure.
When Qiao Qingshu told Qiao Jizhou that she would decide her third sister's marriage, he initially threw a small tantrum.
"This is utterly disrespectful! Marriages are arranged by parents and matchmakers! How can they let a little girl like her go off to find a husband?"
Qiao Qingshu used some unknown method to persuade Qiao Jizhou, who had initially disagreed, to change his mind after a few days.
Upon receiving this news, Qiao Qingle immediately sat down at her desk and wrote a letter to the Crown Prince.
In the past, she would always have Liu Wan'er deliver her correspondence with the Crown Prince.
However, Qiao Qingle was too excited today. After writing the letter, she handed it to her personal maid, Cuimei, and asked her to deliver it to the Crown Prince's residence in person.
Cui Mei was still a little timid.
"Third Miss, what should I say when I go there?"
Qiao Qingle's face was flushed with excitement as she spoke.
"Just say it's a letter from the third daughter of the Qiao family. It's best to stand guard at the door and wait for the Crown Prince to return, then stop her sedan chair and hand it to him."
Cui Mei frowned, somewhat frightened.
"Third Miss, I have never done such a thing before, I am scared."
Qiao Qingle patted her shoulder happily and said,
"What's there to be afraid of? The Crown Prince has admired me for a long time. He'll be happy to receive my letter, and he might even reward you."
Only after receiving these words from her master did Cuimei feel more confident.
She hurriedly left the mansion with the letter in her hand.
After waiting for nearly two hours at the Crown Prince's residence, and it was already dark, a carriage finally stopped at the gate.
Cui Mei hid at the entrance of the alley not far away, watching several alluring women get off the carriage.
These women escorted a man down from the carriage; that man was none other than the current Crown Prince.
Cui Mei was a little scared, but remembering what the Third Sister had said, she finally mustered up her courage and rushed forward.
Before she could even get close, she was stopped by a group of guards, and the knife was gleamingly pressed against Cui Mei's neck.
Cui Mei turned pale with fright and hurriedly cried out,
"Your Highness! This is a letter from my young lady!"
The prince hadn't noticed anything amiss in the corner, but this shout drew his attention.
Do girls really believe that?
Which family's daughter is she?
Despite frequenting brothels for so long, no woman had ever written him a letter.
But it does sound quite interesting.
The young master stopped and beckoned with interest, signaling to bring Cui Mei over.
Cui Mei was overjoyed and knelt before the Crown Prince, handing him the thick letter.
The young master glanced at the envelope; it bore the name of the third daughter of the Qiao family.
He couldn't help but frown.
"That third daughter of the Qiao family?"
Cui Mei hurriedly and excitedly replied,
“Your Highness, it’s the Qiao family of the Yongchang Marquis’s residence. You and our cousin Wan’er visited our home a few days ago. The one you bumped into when you left was our third daughter of the Qiao family.”
The crown prince was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he remembered that he had indeed visited the Qiao family a few days ago because of the gold mine.