Chapter 11: Pack up the soft and run (1/2)
”Why is the Chu family unwilling to marry his daughter to the King of England? What kind of person is the King of England? Is it one of the 70s and 80s?” Chu Qing asked with an eyebrow.
”No!” Camellia immediately shook her head, then gave her a careful look, not knowing whether to tell the truth.
”I want to listen to the truth, otherwise you know the consequences.” Chu Qing smiled with a smile.
Camellia immediately clinged to the wall and whispered authentically, ”The Queen of England just turned twenty this year. It was rumored that he was ruined by the fire when he was young, and became abominable, and his means were cruel, cold-blooded and cruel. , I heard that as long as the person he really looks at, he will have nightmares in the middle of the night! ”
Camellia looked at Miss Jiu's face suddenly dark clouds, suddenly shrinking his neck, for fear that the sharp wood accidentally hurt himself.
Chu Qingyan is astonished, no wonder that even if the family is a grand grandfather, such a snobbish person in the Chu family would rather extrapolate this opportunity to get married than the reason to seize it. Here is how the parents of any family are willing Push your daughter into the fire pit?
But the most important thing for Chu Qingyan at this time is that the Chu family pulled her into the fire pit in order to save her daughter, which was unbearable!
After Qi Ji smiled, Chu Qingyan was more calm.
”What else?” She didn't believe that was all that was left.
”Besides, my Majesty had settled a relationship with the Prince of England before, but every time before we got married, the bride was violent,” Camellia's head was lowered, and she did not dare to look at her at all.
Chu Qingyan clenched his fingers and sneered. No wonder that this King of England had not married his wife when he was nearly twenty years old. It turned out to be this reason, because the ancient men generally started to marry their wives at fifteen or sixty.
Ugly, evil, and wives.
What a Chu family! He was so desperate to pull a ten-year-old child to death!
She didn't believe this statement, but she could only say that it wasn't easy to be around the Prince of England, but this was not where she wanted to think.
”Who are the two in Fang Caiting?” Chu Qingyan played with the wood in his hand and continued to ask.
Camellia answered weakly, ”It's Miss Seven and Miss Eight.”
Seeing Miss Jiu frowning at her, Camellia quickly explained the situation of Miss Chu's son.
The second master of the Chu family, Chu Zhiming, has two sons, Chu Dechang and Chu Cun'an. They rank first and second respectively in the family of the grandchildren of the Chu family. The third master, Chu Zhihua, has one son and two daughters. His son is Chu Baoshi. The daughter is Chu Yunyu, the youngest daughter is Chu Yingyu, ranking third, seventh, and eighth respectively. The four masters, Chu Zhizhi, have one son and one daughter, the eldest daughter is Chu Lanyu, and the youngest son is Chu Songyi. Fourth and fifth, so Camellia's Miss Seven and Miss Eight refer to Chu Yunyu and Chu Yingyu.
Chu Qingyan had gone through these cousins roughly in his mind, and he had a faint feeling in his heart. It is clear that the Chu family has three daughters, all older than her. On the back, he really didn't take other people's daughters as a person, and he rubbed his stick with his stomach, and Chu Qingyan's face showed a thin anger.
After talking about the general situation of the Chu family, Camellia has been carefully watching her look, seeing her frowning, and then pursing her lips in fear, why Miss Nine is obviously younger than her, but why she has a breathtaking power Yes, camellia muttered in my heart.
But in the blink of an eye, Miss Jiu's face was clear and cloudless again, and a faint smile was restored. Camellia suddenly felt the gloom behind her, and there seemed to be cold wind blowing.
”Well, the garden is almost gone, accompany me to see my father and mother!” Chu Qingyan casually put away the sharp stick and walked out of the corner first.
Camellia's eyes widened and looked at Miss Jiu who was pacing slowly behind her. I didn't understand how Miss Jiu listened to herself being so calm? But this is at least better than crying and harassing the old lady.
Although Camellia felt that such a strange lady was strange, she couldn't say anything, so she kept up with her obediently.