Chapter 427
At that time, her mother, Yongle, had died for less than a month, while her father followed Wang Yu’s lead in everything.
“Marriage” was just a nice way to say it, but it was just a marriage agreement without three books and six rituals, held in the hands of Wang Yu.
Later, the emperor sent someone to Yuzhou, and Wang Yu pushed her to the capital confidently.
“Wang Yu asked me to come to the capital first and follow orders.” Fang Hanjun said calmly and clearly.
Wang Yu asked her to marry, so she got married. In Yuzhou, she was just a little bird with broken wings and was unable to resist Wang Yu. Therefore, instead of waiting to die in Yuzhou, she might as well come to the capital to fight.
For her mother and her, Yuzhou was like hell on Earth.
Her mother always wanted to return to the capital, and she had always dreamed of it, yet she could no longer do so.
She remembered that when she was five years old, the emperor ordered someone to come and secretly take her and her mother back to the capital.
However, Yuzhou was Wang Yu’s territory, and countless people were watching her and her mother’s movements, so they were discovered before they had the chance to leave the city walls.
All those people who came to pick them up were dead, and Wang Yu had her mother watch with her own eyes, as they were being dismembered in the street by the horses.
After that, to break her mother’s mind and obediently serve as a hostage in Yuzhou, at the authorization of Wang Yu, and with the consent of her father, they also let someone...
Fang Hanjun gritted her teeth in hatred.
From then on, they took control of her mother and stayed in Yuzhou quietly, never daring to leave again.
Her mother was like a flower slowing wilting...
She was the first to discover her mother’s body on that day.
“A man who was bitten by a poisonous snake is going to be tied to the snake for the rest of his life, that’s a loss.”
What could be more terrifying and creepier than “dancing with snakes”!
Fang Hanjun smiled and nodded, “That’s right.”
Fang Hanjun probably also felt that it was a bit unseemly to talk about divorce with an unmarried couple who were getting married next month, so she added. “Uncle is very good.”
He was different from his father, her father, the second prince and Wang Yu.
Fang Hanjun smiled and winked at Qin Jiu.
Qin Jiu also smiled, smiling triumphantly as if Fang Hanjun had praised her instead.
She felt that she should be humble, so she said casually. “You are too kind.”
Correspondingly, this sentence accidentally stepped on the tail of the cat.
Someone raised an eyebrow and asked in a lazy voice, “I’m not good enough?”
“Good, how can it be bad!” Qin Jiu immediately said a series of sweet words alertly, coaxing Gu Zezhi. “You are the best!”
As she spoke, she smiled even more cheerfully, leaning slightly toward his side, and naturally nestled against his shoulder.
Through several layers of fabric, she felt his warm body temperature seeping through the material, ironing her to warmth, and a thought could not help but pop up in her mind: He’s much easier to use than the cat!
Gu Zezhi knew that she was cold, and with both hands, he covered her small hand in his palm and ordered the palace servant outside the pavilion to fetch a hand stove as he glanced sideways at Qin Jiu, as if telling her she knew that she was afraid of cold but she did not know how to bring a hand stove out.
Qin Jiu had an innocent look on her face. She brought a “stove” with her but that “stove” had legs and could run!
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