These past few days, Jiang Siming had done nothing but visit the residences of various ministers every day to freeload meals and look at their daughters.
Most of them were quite beautiful and had the bearing of well-bred ladies.
They just weren't as beautiful as Dong Xuan, so Jiang Siming had no interest in them. Still, he was considering whether he should choose one of them to make her Empress.
But this woman had to be under his control. Jiang Siming had already decided that after she married Liu Xie, he would have her secretly visit the imperial palace every night and use hypnosis on her once.
"Husband, we're going to my adoptive father's home today. If you see Sister Wang Yuan, you mustn't laugh at her."
Diao Chan accompanied Jiang Siming in his Chancellor's carriage as they headed to Wang Yun's residence.
Diao Chan leaned against Jiang Siming's chest and spoke in a sweet, delicate voice.
Jiang Siming pinched her chin and chuckled. "Then we'll see how well you serve me tonight."
Diao Chan's peerlessly beautiful face instantly flushed crimson. She shot Jiang Siming a coy, flirtatious look, but didn't dare say anything and could only shyly agree.
In this era, whatever a woman's husband said went.
Very few women dared to contradict their husbands.
Thus, no matter how much Jiang Siming spoiled them, they would never let his favor go to their heads and mistreat him.
It was the same in modern families, actually. Of course, Zhao Xuan and the others would occasionally tease and prank Jiang Siming a little.
But that was merely a way for modern girls to add some spice to life with their husbands. It didn't mean Jiang Siming's position in the family had fallen.
The carriage arrived at Wang Yun's residence, where Wang