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    She’ll have to find a way to get some money.

    “No Missy, none of that.”

    Xiao Ning anxious some incoherent, hands and feet together gesticulated: “Miss, South Vietnam King this morning into the capital to meet the saint, somehow to Miss and promised a marriage. The royal decree has come down, let Missy a month!

    Afterward marry the Fourth Prince.”

    “Is it necessary to be so nervous when your eldest lady is married for the second time?”

    Xiao Ning was so anxious that she was about to cry out, “No Missy, the Fourth Prince is twenty-nine this year, but there is not a single woman in the residence. Rumor has it that he has a broken sleeve fetish.”

    Fetish for a broken sleeve?

    Qin Nian’s face popped up in his mind.

    Are there so many ancient breakers of the sleeve, are they all so open?

    Mo Shaohua was speechless: “Abandoned woman marrying a broken sleeve, how dare he think of it. Could it be that the South Vietnam King’s own father came all the way over here to specialize in pitting his daughter?”

    At this time, the butler came over with his old cold legs, urging, “Something big is wrong, Miss, you quickly go to the gate to see. The general is fighting with the people of South Vietnam.”

    “That fast?”

    When Mo Shaohua walked to the gate, Mo Song and the South Vietnam King were already fighting.

    The blades rubbed together with a sharp creak as neither man let the other go.

    Mo Shaohua just politely advised, “Father, this is a downtown area with bad influence, stop fighting.”

    Both dads turned around at the same time. Both thought she was calling out for herself.

    She hadn’t realized that her words worked so well, and with these words, the war between Mo Song and the King of South Vietnam had a rare intermission. It was a sight to behold.

    “This …… this is the daughter of this king?”

    The King of South Vietnam appeared to be very agitated and was blocked by Mo Song who could only far

    Looking at Mo Shaohua from afar, her eyes reddened in a circle, somewhat at a loss for words, it was hard to hide the excitement in her heart, and she hurriedly urged the people accompanying her, “Quickly go and unload the dowry that this king has prepared for her.”

    These words were simply heavenly to the now ‘poor and destitute’ Mo Shaohua.

    However, Mo Song instantly poured cold water, “No need, my daughter will not marry the Fourth Prince.”

    Don’t be useless!

    General, you don’t know how poor she is now.

    The river and lake rescue ah. Mo Shaohua’s hands were itching. The line of sight kept stealing glances at the dowry car prepared by the King of South Vietnam. There were rows and rows of gold, silver, and jewelry in boxes on that car, and she couldn’t help but salivate.

    Hiss~

    My own father is really generous! He sent so much silver from far away, and was afraid that his own daughter would be wronged outside!

    “Why? The Fourth Prince is the God of War of Jin, a myth that has been undefeated for ten years. This king is much superior to the current crown prince anyhow, which is why he requested the emperor to marry Shaohua to the Fourth Prince.”

    “Shaohua is my daughter, if I say I won’t marry, I won’t marry!”

    Seeing that Mo Song is about to draw his knife. Afraid that he would scare off so much dowry, Mo Shaohua hurriedly couldn’t wait to answer, “I’m willing.”

    Everyone looked at her.

    She shrugged her nose and repeated, “I am willing to marry the Fourth Prince.”

    After all, the rich dowry of the King of South Vietnam is ready, and it is not Mo Shaohua’s style to not want it for a flat reason.

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