The maid in the blue blouse looked at them with a faint expression on her face and said, “It’s freezing out today, why have the two sisters come so early”,The villagers didn't know what the concept of the Marquis Zhenyuan was, they only knew that he was very high-ranking and in charge of all the troops in Datong Prefecture. 。Those spiteful aunts and uncles all changed their faces, vying for Wang Yanqing, even trying to get him to change his words and bring their own daughters over. 。Although Wang Yanqing was only seven years old, life had already taught him the warmth and coldness of human nature, how to read people's expressions and intentions. 。He left nothing behind for those so-called relatives, and silently followed Fu Yue's army to an unknown Beijing city. 。At that time, I didn't know what kind of world I was going into. 。I knew there were rich and poor people, farmers and those with different social standings, but I didn't expect the gap between classes to be so vast. 。After entering Xuanwu Gate, everything along the way was beyond imagination. I felt dizzy as the carriage turned left and right, finally arriving at a majestic and imposing mansion. 。When Wang Yanqing got off the carriage, she was so frightened by the scene before her that she couldn't utter a word, nor dare to take another step. 。A grand household, majestic even in silence, with attendants bowing and bustling about. Even a random maid here was better dressed than the village head's wife. 。,Fu Tingzhou is going to marry the eldest daughter of Yongping Hou. What about that。