"Oh dear, Little Ancestor, stop crying, your grandmother’s heart aches for you."
"You clearly said you would find a marriage for my eldest sister, but now you deny it. Grandmother, do all adults like to go back on their words and be untrustworthy?"
"Oh, child, why can’t you understand?"
Faced with Zhizhi’s relentless insistence, the Old Madam was extrely troubled, but she also knew clearly that she absolutely couldn’t let Xuexue beco the Princess Consort of War Prince, otherwise, it would be like digging her own grave.
"Grandmother, just agree, please."
The Old Madam sighed, her face filled with helplessness as she said, "Zhizhi, you are still young and do not understand many things."
"Grandmother, what exactly are you afraid of? My eldest sister has no backing except for father, and father is so filial, he will surely listen to you."
Even Auntie Tang, who had passed away, did not know that the Old Madam was not the biological mother of Situ Yongjie, let alone Situ Zhi.
The Old Madam naturally wouldn’t foolishly reveal this.
"Zhizhi! You are too young, only seeing the current matters before you, without thinking of future predicants."
"What predicants could there be? Without him, we can live happily together as a family, just like before." At this point, he suddenly looked down sadly and whispered, "It’s a pity Auntie is gone, she’ll never be back."
As he spoke, Zhizhi’s eyes filled with tears again, looking as if he was about to burst into tears at any mont.
"Little Darling, don’t cry."
The Old Madam was heartbroken, and she hugged him tightly.
Zhizhi lifted his little face, crying as he spoke, "Grandmother, can’t you see how happy our family was living harmoniously before my eldest sister returned? Ever since her return, issues continuously occurred in the mansion, and now Auntie has even passed away because of her. She is a bringer of bad luck, Grandmother, you must find a way to drive her out; she cannot stay in the General’s Mansion any longer."
The Old Madam was at a loss: "That’s right, but what can we do?"
"Marry her off to the War Prince."
"No way."
"Why not?"
"It’s just not possible."
"There must be a reason for everything."
"Zhizhi, Grandmother will be honest with you; I’m worried that if she becos the Princess Consort of War Prince, she will turn against our General’s Mansion."
As soon as the Old Madam finished speaking, Zhizhi laughed: "Grandmother, you are overthinking it."
"Oh! Why do you say that?"
"Just think about it, who is the War Prince? In the War Prince’s Mansion, every few days, a concubine’s body is carried out; it’s said that the won there either die of fright or are killed by the War Prince. My eldest sister is so frail, if she enters the War Prince’s Mansion, it’s like a sheep entering a tiger’s den, she’ll never return."
Upon hearing this, the Old Madam’s eyes lit up as she muttered to herself, "Right, why didn’t I think of that?"
Zhizhi stopped crying and widened his eyes to look at the Old Madam: "Grandmother, are you agreeing?"
"Agreeing, how could I not agree? For our General to be connected with the War Prince’s Mansion is a trendous fortune." The Old Madam seed like a different person, her face unexpectedly showing so delight.
Hearing this, Zhizhi was overjoyed, and he wiped the tears off his face with his arm: "So Grandmother has decided to marry my eldest sister to the War Prince?"
Prompted by Zhizhi, the Old Madam indeed changed her mind. Since she couldn’t do anything about Situtu Xueer herself, she might as well marry her off to the War Prince. After all, the War Prince is bloodthirsty; even if Situtu Xueer enters the War Prince’s Mansion, she wouldn’t have long to live. Moreover, the official position of Princess Consort of War Prince has already been bestowed by the current Emperor, and this is known across the entire country.
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