Chapter 92: I will get my dowry back sooner or later!

“Uh…” Su Wan heard the meaning in his words, as if warning her to give up the idea of clinging to the prince.

She really didn’t miss the prince, and she felt unhappy. She deliberately made things difficult for him: “I will get my dowry back sooner or later.”

She took over the Qi family army, and her body was flowing with the blood of the Qi family. They treated the original owner as a fool, played with her in their hands, robbed the marriage, and even robbed the dowry, where is such a good thing?

People can give to Su Mixue, but the dowry must be spit out.

Gu Huaizhi’s thin lips were pursed into a line. She really wanted to go back to Ji Wufeng.

“I’m poor now, that dowry is what my mother gave me, why should I give it to Su Mixue?”

Su Wan’s elbow rested on Gu Huaizhi’s shoulder, she was a whole head shorter, and her whole body seemed to hang on him. Her fingers picked up his black and shiny hair, and twisted it around her fingers: “She exchanged you for the prince with me, this deal is a bargain for me.”

Gu Huaizhi: “……”

He pulled her off his shoulder.

“Stand properly.”

Gu Huaizhi brought a stool for her to sit down, then went to get the golden rice made by the host. The side dish was very simple, just a plate of crispy radish strips.

Su Wan picked up a mouthful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth. There was a faint chrysanthemum fragrance, no bitterness at all, and even a bit of aftertaste. Eating a radish strip, which was sour and crispy, was very appetizing.

“There are two kinds of chrysanthemums, the one with purple stems, it’s fragrant and sweet, and the one with green stems, it’s bitter and unbearable. Golden rice uses the yellow chrysanthemum of the purple stem as an ingredient, slightly blanched in hot water with licorice soup and salt. And when the rice is almost cooked, throw the chrysanthemum in and cook it together. If you insist on eating it, it has the effect of brightening the eyes and prolonging life.”

Su Wan tasted it, but this golden rice is not very authentic: “If you use Nanyang’s sweet valley water to cook, the taste will be at its best.”

The springs of Nanyang are full of chrysanthemums on both sides, the chrysanthemums fall into the spring water, and over time, the taste of the water becomes incredibly sweet.

Gu Huaizhi saw her eat a few bites, then put down the bowl: “Next time, I’ll get Nanyang water to cook golden rice.”

Su Wan smiled and didn’t respond.

She was thinking about the dowry.

What should she do to get the dowry back?

The old lady of Marquis of Dingyuan was bedridden. She could go back to inquire about the situation, maybe there was an opportunity there to help her get back the dowry.

Gu Huaizhi saw her lost in thought, her eyebrows and eyes were deep.

The two of them were silent all the way, and went to the bookstore to take Gu Baozhu and Gu Jingyun back to Xinghua Village.

Liu De was waiting at the door of the Gu family.

As soon as Su Wan arrived, he respectfully saluted, “Young lady Su…”

“Mrs. Gu.” Su Wan corrected.

Gu Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, and his mood brightened. He returned to the courtyard, then freeing up space for them to talk.

Liu De’s face was stiff, he complied with Su Wan’s words and said, “Mrs. Gu, Your Highness the crown prince ordered this old servant to bring a message, he said he will return all your dowry.”

Su Wan smiled noncommittally, “Can the prince make this decision?”

Liu De’s face changed, hearing the contempt in Su Wan’s words.

“He himself is a clay Buddha crossing the river^[1]泥菩薩過河(Ní púsà guò hé) = a clay Buddha crossing the river, is an idiom which means someone who can barely take care of themselves, let alone others., he doesn’t need to bother about my affairs.” Su Wan thought of something when Gu Huaizhi mentioned that her dowry was in Su Mixue’s hands. Back then, when General Qi married his only daughter, it was a grand event with a bridal procession for ten miles.

What was even more talked about was General Qi’s big hand, he used the blank imperial edict that the former emperor had bestowed on him as a grace, and gave it to his daughter as a dowry.

When the wife of Marquis of Dingyuan died, the original owner didn’t see a single hair of that batch of dowry, let alone the imperial edict that had a great effect!

She sneered and thought in her heart, even if it was destroyed, she couldn’t let the prince and Su Mixue benefit.

“Bang——”

Su Wan shut Liu De outside the door, she and Su Mixue were irreconcilable, so she had to strike first.