Transmigrating the Book: Concubine Side She wants to change the script

Chapter 182 Mu Yanqing, We Are Not a Married Couple
Lin Yuyan was put on the bed. Seeing that Mu Yanqing was different from usual, she turned over and hid in the big bed.

Mu Yanqing stretched out his hand and hugged her back. He leaned over and trapped her in his chest, looked at her with hot eyes, and said hoarsely, "Xiao Yu, we are married couples."

Lin Yuyan was a little nervous and trembling, she understood what he meant.

She has him in her heart and doesn't reject him, but Lin Xiluo is only under 17 years old.

In this world, there are many women who give birth to children and become mothers at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but she knows how much damage it does to the body.

Mu Yanqing was like an attacking cheetah at the moment, his palm fell on her waist, and Lin Yuyan put his hands in front of his chest, "Mu Yanqing, you can't."

Mu Yanqing stopped, a little puzzled in his eyes.

"Xiaoyu, why?"

It was difficult for Lin Yuyan to find other reasons. With tears in her eyes, she said aggrievedly: "Mu Yanqing, we are not married."

"Did you forget? I never married you. When Lin Xiluo entered, the sedan chair was carried in from the back door. You were not in Beijing at that time."

"I can't be wronged like this. I want three rites and six appointments, and I want to be your concubine. That's justified."

Mu Yanqing saw tears in her eyes, and the evil fire in her heart weakened.

He endured the throbbing that was enough to break through the confinement, caressed her cheek with long fingers with well-defined bony joints, pinned her hair behind her ears, and lightly kissed her forehead like precious treasures.

He hugged her tightly, full of self-blame.

This is the woman he puts on top of his heart, and he treats her so frivolously, and thinks before giving her the title of wife...it's his fault.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, I didn't take care of you."

"I will marry you again and give you the title of wife. This is my promise to you."

His voice fell in her ears, and Lin Yuyan felt a little bit sad and moved when he saw him blaming himself so much.

In this world, most of the rich and powerful like Mu Yanqing are women who submit to him. He can read all the flowers in the world at any time, and he can leave at any time without looking back.

But such a man, at the moment, controls himself and feels guilty in front of her, for fear that his recklessness will hurt her.

Lin Yuyan's heart was warmed. He was willing to treat her with sincerity, tolerate and love her wholeheartedly, and regard her as a treasure. Such true love is rare in the world.

In fact, she didn't value form that much, but now, Lin Xiluo was too young.

Mu Yanqing wanted to rub her into his arms, and was worried that his brute force would scare her, so he promised her over and over again: "I won't be like this in the future, until I marry you as the concubine, I promise you .”

Seeing Mu Yanqing blame himself like this, Lin Yuyan felt a little distressed.

She kissed him, nestled in his arms and said, "I believe in you, I will wait for you."

Her closeness dissipated the uneasiness in Mu Yanqin's heart. Fortunately, she did not alienate him because of this.

Lin Yuyan was pillowed in his arms, counting with her fingers, and suddenly sat up.

Mu Yanqing's heart ached when she saw her startled, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yuyan said: "My birthday will be on the 17th next month, and I will be [-] next month, and I will be in one year!"

Mu Yanqing thought it was something, he took her little hand dotingly, let her lie in his arms, and gently kissed her eyebrows.

"I know, I will prepare a 17th birthday gift for you next month."

Lin Yuyan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Bingshan straight man also understood the sense of ritual.

She danced happily, "Then you have to remember, don't forget!"

Mu Yanqing laughed, sometimes she felt that she knew everything about the world, and sometimes she was like a child.

What a quirky little girl.

He rubbed her head with his big hand, "I won't forget."

Mo Ju stood guard outside the door, and waited until the candles were extinguished before she dared to walk away for a while and went to the kitchen.

The master had leftovers from dinner, and the cook specially left them for the two maidservants, Mo Ju and Ling Xia.

Ling Xia ate a few salt and pepper prawns, and when she saw Mo Ju approaching, she hurriedly said: "This is so delicious, I don't know where Madam got it, it's so delicious!"

Mo Ju sat in front of the small table, she put one in her mouth, and kept nodding, "Delicious, delicious."

Ling Xia asked: "My lord and wife have both rested?"

Mo Ju nodded: "I don't dare to come here until the candlelight is out."

Ling Xia crooked her with her elbow, seeing that there was no one around, she asked in a low voice: "Did you hear any special sound?"

Mo Ju is a lover of listening to books in teahouses, and after hearing many romantic stories, she naturally knows what Ling Xia is talking about.

She blushed, "Why do you keep asking the master about these things... If the madam finds out, I can't give you a stick!"

Ling Xia murmured: "I am also worried about our wife, you have seen tonight, except for the eldest son, no one in the palace sincerely accepts the wife, let alone the princess!"

"Madam's shougong sand is still there, when will she be able to take the seat of this side concubine firmly?"

"If you don't seize the opportunity now, it will be even more difficult when Shi Zifei enters the door."

"Today I heard the mother-in-law in the outer courtyard gossip, saying that the concubine's concubine's Shougong Sha is still there, and she will definitely be kicked out in the future."

Mo Ju nodded, "I'm also worried, but...why didn't Shizi consummate the house? Could it be that you are not satisfied with our Fourth Miss?"

Ling Xia spread her hands, "I don't know."

The two maids chattered, Chuntang passed the kitchen, saw Sister Mo Ju and Sister Ling Xia inside, did not dare to stay for a long time, went out to the yard, and took the fallen leaves from the basket.

Just as she walked out to the door, a pair of hands stretched out from nowhere and covered her mouth.

Chuntang was frightened and was about to call out, but the man said, "Don't call out."

Chuntang relaxed when he heard the voice, and followed him to the rockery by the lake.

"Mom, what are you looking for with me?"

Mother She sat on a rock and asked, "You are in Sulanyuan, do you know anything about the side concubine?"

Chuntang shook her head when she heard that, "Mother, we can't talk about master's affairs in private, have you forgotten?"

Mother She gave her a slap, "Hurry up and get enlightened, who is the master in this mansion? The princess and the son are the masters! When I ask, I ask for the princess. What do you really know?"

Chuntang thought about it for a while, "I really don't know anything, mother, I just sweep the girls, I have no chance to enter the concubine's room."

Mother She asked her to think carefully, "You really don't know anything?"

Chuntang thought for a while, then said: "Once, when I delivered the washed clothes to Sister Mo Ju, I heard Madam looking for something in the house, and she was looking for that ring."

Excitement flashed across Mama She's old face, "What ring, it's very expensive?"

(End of this chapter)