The concubine's favorite? Break off the engagement and marry another prince, please respect you

Chapter 13

It was the time when spring and summer changed, and a thin layer of pink petals soon fell on the bluestone bricks that the servants had just swept.

Xie Wan Ning took her cousin back to her own Jianxia Courtyard.

Liu came from a merchant family. She married into the Xie family because Xie Shu, the second son of the marquis's family at the time, took a fancy to her and begged his mother to propose marriage to her.

The two men's family backgrounds did not match, and they knew each other privately, so some gossips in the capital spread some unpleasant words.

Perhaps Xie Ruyu had also heard this, which made her sensitive and strong-willed since she was old enough to understand. Not only was she like this with her sisters at home, she was also difficult to bully outside, with a sharp tongue that never let anyone off.

Although Xie Wan Ning was one year older than her, she was not the type to always tolerate others. Therefore, over the years, whenever the two sisters met, they would argue with each other and rarely spoke in a calm and peaceful manner.

Neither of them spoke during the whole journey, and the silent atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

When they arrived at Jianxia Courtyard, Xie Wan Ning took the initiative to reach out and pull her into her boudoir. Xie Ruyu's face was stiff, but she did not resist and let herself be led away obediently.

There was a brocade box on the dressing table, engraved with the logo of the most famous jewelry store in the capital. It was something that Xie Wan Ning was used to seeing on weekdays, but now she was slightly stunned when she saw it.

Without thinking too much, she picked up the brocade box, opened it, and took out a peony-carved jade bracelet from it and handed it over: "Here, this is your birthday gift."

"..." Xie Ruyu took it silently and lowered her head to look.

The jade bracelet is made of the finest mutton-fat white jade, which is transparent in color, without any impurities, and of excellent quality. Even the petals are translucent and lustrous. The style is extremely beautiful and very suitable for little girls to wear.

There is no girl who doesn't like to be coquettish. Once she gets something in her hands, she will love it very much.

When he looked up again, there was joy on his face: "When was it decided?"

As the largest jewelry store in Beijing, the Jewelry Pavilion has several craftsmen who are master carvers. They are very skillful and their carvings are very unique, which attracts many noble ladies in Beijing and the supply is in short supply.

I heard that the background is very strong. Some nobles who don't want to wait for a long time want to use their power to jump the queue, but it won't work. If you want to get customized jewelry from the Jewelry Pavilion, money alone is not enough, you also have to have enough time to wait.

Her mother also ordered a hairpin for her, but it has been more than a year and it still hasn't been made.

Seeing her cousin, who was always sharp-tongued and not easy to mess with, so happy, Xie Wan Ning found it a little funny and couldn't help but teasing, "As long as my sister likes it, it's also my elder sister's gratitude for your protection."

This is what Liu just said.

Hearing this, Xie Ruyu's face flashed with discomfort, and soon she said angrily: "I have long said that Lu Ziyan is not a good person. He has a cold face every day, and only you like to be around him. You don't have the temperament of a girl..."

At this point, she paused for a moment, raised her eyes and looked over carefully, "I didn't mean to say anything bad about you..."

"I know." Xie Wan Ning pulled her to sit down and said, "You are right. I really didn't have any temper in front of Lu Ziyan before. I was as soft as a dough figurine and it was really easy for him to control me."

If it wasn't her habit of not fighting or competing, how could she be bullied by a little Liu Manrou who broke into her house in her dream.

Having said that, her cousin had indeed always been at odds with Lu Ziyan. Whenever they met, she would look down on them, not even looking at them, and would just turn around and walk away.

...Could it be that he couldn't bear to see her lowering herself in front of Lu Ziyan and surrounding him?

Xie Ruyu didn't know what her cousin was thinking.

She was not the type to say soft words. She was still thinking about what to say to comfort her cousin, but she seemed to have changed her personality. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's great that you can figure it out."

Xie Wan Ning couldn't help laughing and reminded her, "Don't say that in the future. I'm one year older than you, so I call you Sister Wan Wan."

"..." Xie Ruyu opened her mouth and called out "sister" in a very stiff voice, which made Xie Wan Ning smile. She raised her hand and touched the little tuft of hair on her head.

In the dream, this little cousin was called this when she came to stay at the Lu family, and now it was almost a year earlier.

Just as she was about to say something, Xie Ruyu said again: "Sister Wanwan, don't be sad about breaking off the engagement with him." Xie Wanning nodded gently and replied: "Okay, I'm not sad."

"Let me tell you," Xie Ruyu said seriously, "You have always been praising Lu Ziyan too much. You have praised him too highly, making him feel that no matter what he does, you must have him. Naturally, he has not taken you seriously."

How can people take things that belong to them anyway seriously?

Xie Wan Ning understood what she meant. After a long silence, she smiled bitterly and said, "I just felt sorry for him at first."

I feel sorry for him because he lost his father at a young age and was forced to grow up and support himself.

But I don’t know when, unconditional giving because of heartache became a habit.

And habits are a terrible thing.

"It's all in the past. Let's ignore that person in the future." Xie Ruyu held her arm somewhat awkwardly, snorted slightly, and said, "Now that you have come to your senses, it's Lu Ziyan's turn to feel bad. I'm waiting to see him cry bitterly and beg you to come back."

After these words came out, Xie Wan Ning was really stunned.

I don't know where my cousin got her confidence from. She said awkwardly, "You don't understand. The person he likes is the concubine he brought back from Bianzhou. He won't feel bad for me anyway. As for crying..."

She shook her head repeatedly, unable to imagine Lu Ziyan crying bitterly.

"I don't care what he wants to do anymore. I just want to cancel the marriage smoothly."

As she spoke, she nudged her cousin and said, "It's just that your marriage with Sanniang has not been finalized yet. My only worry is that it will affect you."

"No way!" Xie Ruyu said, "Divorce is nothing, let alone breaking off the engagement. If it's really such a pedantic family, I won't marry."

The atmosphere in this dynasty is very open-minded. Since the founding of the country, many royal princesses have divorced each other.

The princess has countless male favorites in her mansion, and she indulges in sensual pleasures.

After so many years, people in Beijing no longer fear the idea of ​​divorce.

As for breaking off the engagement?
Of course there is an influence, but as Xie Ruyu said, those who care about these things are all "old-fashioned" people who attach great importance to rules.

If you really marry into such a family, you have to abide by the rules and not make any mistakes throughout your life.

...There is really no need to marry her.

Thinking of this, Xie Wan Ning showed a smile.

I have to say that after talking and expressing my feelings to my sister, my depressed mood these days has improved.

Although she had given up on Lu Ziyan and had made up her mind to cancel the engagement, he was, after all, the young man she had been obsessed with and treated with all her heart for many years. Given her current state of mind, it was impossible for her to remain calm and unaffected.

For her, canceling this marriage was like cutting off her own flesh.

The only difference is whether the knife is sharp or not.

She didn't want to be dragged along, cut slowly with a dull knife.

It would be best to cut off all ties and have nothing to do with each other from now on.

As he was thinking this, Er Qing came in from outside and bowed, saying, "Madam sent someone to invite you over, saying that the Marquis and the Crown Prince are back."

(End of this chapter)