After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 153 Ordinary life

Cui Yunhe's cheeks flushed. She held Cui Rongrong's hand tightly and said anxiously, "Please don't tell anyone about this!"

Prince Zheng? Cui Rong's heart tightened, and the case files she accidentally read in Wen Yinyang's study flashed through her mind. In the salt tax controversy, the Duke Zheng's Mansion was also not to blame.

Maybe she was worrying too much, but the combination of all these things was too coincidental.

Cui Rongrong gently patted Cui Yunhe's hand and said softly: "If Prince Zheng really has feelings for you, why not ask him to come and propose marriage formally?"

Once the intention of marriage is formally proposed in the majestic mansion of Duke Zheng, the marriage will be as uncertain as the autumn water and the long sky, and the elders will naturally weigh the pros and cons of the family.

If the Zheng family has a spotless reputation without any stain, then this marriage will be a natural outcome; but if there are hidden flaws that are unknown, now is the golden opportunity to reject it, so as to avoid affecting the reputation of the two families in the future.

Cui Yunhe shook her head gently, a hint of helplessness flashed across her bright eyes, like a bird flying over the lake: "You can't do this.

He once told her frankly that his family had arranged a marriage for him with the daughter of the Yongchang Marquis, who was of extremely respected status.

In comparison, I am just a commoner, how can I be worthy of their attention? His family will definitely not accept a daughter-in-law like me."

Cui Rongrong was surprised when she heard this: "Even so, you still have this inseparable feeling for him?"

"He said that he was willing to do everything for our future and vowed to spend the rest of his life with me!"

Cui Yunhe's eyes became unusually firm, and every word was full of sincerity and determination: "I have the same deep affection for him. Even if you want me to be his concubine, I will be willing and have no complaints."

"How can you be so unreasonable! You are the apple of the Wen family's eye, why do you have to humble yourself and become someone else's concubine?"

"So what if I become a concubine? Although my eldest brother has a fiancée, there are still many families who dream of having their daughters become concubines of the Wen family but cannot! The Duke of Zheng's family is a prestigious family with titles passed down from generation to generation. Prince Zheng has deep affection for me and will never let me suffer any injustice."

Cui Rongrong frowned and said earnestly, "But you know, as a concubine, you must always take the mistress's face into consideration. Have you forgotten what happened to your mother?"

"How can my situation be compared to my mother's? She was originally just a maid. Although she was fortunate enough to be promoted to a concubine, her humble status always followed her like a shadow. Moreover, she was forced upon my father by the old lady and was not favored. I am her only daughter, so naturally my words are not taken seriously."

"If I can step into the gate of Duke Zheng's mansion, I can stand in front of people as a distinguished concubine. In addition, Prince Zheng loves me very much. If I can work hard and give birth to a child, then the mother will be honored by the child. Even the mistress can't do anything to me."

Cui Rong gently shook her head, her tone carrying a heavy tone that could not be ignored: "Your idea is too naive. Within those high walls and deep courtyards, there are many concubines. The favor of men is like a candle in the wind, and the methods of the mistresses are even more varied and hard to guard against."

Although only the third wife in the Wen family was famous for her jealousy and harsh treatment of concubines, in the first and second wives, which concubine was not trembling with fear and dared not act rashly?

"Why not let the Second Madam decide for you and arrange a suitable marriage..."

"What good marriage can she find for me?"

Cui Yunhe's tone suddenly rose, full of indignation, "They just want to use me, those poor scholars, to climb up the Wen family tree, and then marry me off to a remote place, and let me endure endless bitterness!"

Cui Rong was speechless for a moment and fell silent, obviously touched by these remarks.

"Isn't the third sister a living example? The eldest lady betrothed her to a Jinshi of humble origin. Although she was nominally the legal wife, she suffered a lot in the remote Qingzhou. She was married to the magistrate of a poor county. She had no family power to rely on. She struggled for more than ten years and did not even have the chance to return to the capital for promotion."

The third girl, the illegitimate daughter of the first wife, had been married three years ago.

"I would rather be a favored concubine in the Duke's Mansion than live that kind of life! Besides, the prince didn't explicitly say that I can only be a concubine. He loves me deeply and promised to fight for my position as the main wife. Even if it's a gamble, I'm willing to take this chance!"

Cui Rong pursed her lips, and after a long silence, she slowly spoke: "Well, let's wait and see for a while. But private communication is really against etiquette, and if it is discovered, it will probably lead to criticism.

Don’t wear this bracelet anymore.”

Cui Yunhe nodded in agreement, her smile as bright as a spring flower: "I understand, as long as you are with me, I have nothing to fear."

She looked up at the gradually darkening sky outside the window: "It's getting late, I should go back."

Cui Rongrong nodded in response, her voice soft: "Yes."

Before leaving, Cui Rongrong was still worried and reminded him again: "Xiu Lin, no matter what, you must be cautious and careful."

"I know, don't worry!"

Cui Yunhe's words were full of determination and gratitude.

She chuckled and turned around, her figure gradually disappearing in the shadow of the eaves. There was a sense of determination and unrestrainedness hidden in her back.

And between Cui Rong's brows, worry was like a thin stream, flowing slowly and difficult to calm down.

At this time, the maid Su Yue gently put down a cup of tea, and her tone revealed an unconcealable worry: "What the seventh lady said is not without reason. Behind the prosperity of those noble families, even the most insignificant penny is enough to make poor people work hard for a lifetime. Although Mr. Lin was born in Qingzhou and his family is poor, if he can marry the girl, it may mean that they can face the ups and downs of life together in the future. But..."

Cui Rongrong's eyes penetrated the window lattice and fell on the green banana leaf in the courtyard. Her expression was indifferent and detached from the mundane world: "However, being imprisoned in this magnificent cage, what is the true meaning of life?"

As the principal wife, she could still set foot in the outside world, but as a concubine, her fate was to be forever imprisoned in this deep courtyard, never seeing the sun.

Over the long years, how much time will be wasted in silent waiting?

Cui Rong pursed her lips gently, and said with pearls in her eyes: "Everyone has their own pursuits. What Xiulin wants may be precious and difficult for others to understand."

"Yes, Miss Seven also said that Prince Zheng has deep feelings for her. This may be the beginning of a good story."

Su Yue responded softly, with anticipation glittering in her eyes.