Chapter 85
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"Tsk, tsk, tsk ~" Huo Chunhua sighed and thought of something. She poked Zhao Xinhui, who was eating with her head lowered, and said to Zhao Xinhui, "Hui 'er, you're pretty. If the Heir Apparent goes to Yun' er's place again, you can go over and get close to him. Who knows, he might take a fancy to you?"
Zhao Xinhui was Huo Chunhua's youngest daughter. She had this daughter at an old age, so she doted on her a lot. She was even more doted on than Old Zhao's sons.
Old Zhao's children were all good-looking. Zhao Xinhui was delicate and pretty. Her facial features were even more exquisite than Zhao Yun 'er's. She was the same age as Zhao Yun 'er. With Zhao Xinhui's qualifications, she could have found a good family. However, after Zhao Xinhui reached marriageable age, she was picky and insisted on finding someone who she thought was worthy of her. Other people were not willing to marry into ordinary families. Huo Chunhua doted on this daughter of hers and gave in to Zhao Xinhui.
It wasn't easy for Zhao Xinhui to find a suitable man when she was 16 years old. Zhao Xinhui was filled with joy as she prepared to marry him. Who knew that just as the marriage was set, the man would die. Zhao Xinhui's marriage was delayed again. Until now, she still had not found a suitable husband.
In ancient times, Zhao Xinhui was already considered a young lady at her age. Huo Chunhua had been worried about Zhao Xinhui's marriage all these years.
Zhao Xinhui put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands and said to Huo Chunhua, "Mother, look at what I'm wearing. I don't have nice clothes or nice jewelry. Will the Heir Apparent like me?"
Huo Chunhua fell silent. After thinking about it, she felt that Zhao Xinhui's words made some sense. It was not enough for a woman to have a beautiful face. She had to dress up well. It was the same principle that people relied on clothes.
"Hui 'er, you're right. When we go to the city later, we'll pick a nice piece of cloth to make clothes with. I'll buy some jewelry for you."
Old Zhao's family had accumulated some wealth over the years. Huo Chunhua was usually a little stingy with other people, but she was very generous with her precious daughter.
When Huo Chunhua said this, Zhao Xinhui immediately became happy. she smiled and said, "Mother, don't worry. If I dress up well, the Heir Apparent will definitely like me."
Zhao Xinhui was very confident about her appearance.
Huo Chunhua's differential treatment made the other branches of Old Zhao's family very unhappy.
Zhao Ping 'er could only blame herself for saying this in front of Huo Chunhua. What if Mu Lianfeng was taken away by Zhao Xinhui?
"Grandmother, since you're making clothes for my aunt, can you make me one too? Let me dress up. Look at my tattered clothes."
Huo Chunhua glanced at Zhao Ping 'er indifferently. "You want all of them? Where do we get so much money? Your aunt's dress up is an investment. If she marries into the Heir Apparent's mansion, it will bring wealth and benefits to our Old Zhao's family. What do you want it for?"
Being reprimanded by Huo Chunhua, Zhao Ping 'er was a little unhappy. However, Zhao Xinhui added another stab to her wounded heart. "She looks like this. It's useless to dress up well. People should know their limits."
"You …" Zhao Ping 'er ground her teeth. Wasn't this a little too much?
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