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

Chapter 32

"Let go!" Xie Wan Ning struggled, but seeing that he didn't move, she lost her patience: "Even if Master Lu is used to being unruly, he should also take a look at where this place is."

This is the mansion of Marquis Xuanping. All the mansions of aristocratic families have their own soldiers.

Er Qing, who was following behind her, as well as several doormen and guards beside her, all looked unhappy when they saw their girl being harassed.

Just wait for her order and then take action.

Even if Lu Ziyan fights one against a hundred, he can still gain the upper hand.

Going to someone else's house and pestering the girl, even if he is a popular official in the court, it is shameful for him to do so.

But Lu Ziyan still looked at her motionlessly, seeing the impatience between her eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Wanwan, what do you want in order for you to be willing to talk to me properly? No matter how hot-tempered you are, you shouldn't be so determined just because of a few nonsense words from me, and not give me any room for redemption."

The early summer evening breeze was gentle, blowing the jade beads on Xie Wan Ning's head gently, and she was stunned for a moment.

I suddenly understood why he was so stubborn and refused to cancel the engagement.

Yes, in his eyes, she should have been madly in love with him, but she insisted on breaking off the engagement just because of a few nonsense words. Not only had he condescended to ask for peace, but she didn't even give him a chance to explain.

The gap is too big, so it's normal that he can't accept it for a while.

She was the only one who knew what happened in those dreams.

She couldn't just point at his nose and tell him that she had a dream about their future.

Xie Wan Ning sneered: "You want me to ask the question from that day again, and you want me to talk to you properly?"

Lu Ziyan held her hand tightly, and seeing her beautiful lips slightly parted, he said word by word: "After we get married, considering our friendship since childhood, I might be able to put on a good face when I see you again."

...The marriage is called off.

Lu Ziyan took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress his emotions, and said, "Except for this, except for breaking off the engagement, you can ask me to do anything you want."

"Then there's nothing to talk about," Xie Wan Ning's face turned cold, and she was too lazy to say anything more to him: "Let go!"

Several guards nearby heard the sound and drew out half of their swords.

Lu Ziyan was completely unaware and continued to stare at her, trying to find the love he once showed on her face.

Even just a little bit will do.

After a long time, he loosened his grip as if in a trance.

Xie Wan Ning pulled her wrist away, without even looking at him again, and left with her maid.

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Only after they walked a long way did Er Qing pat her chest, still feeling frightened, "I thought Master Lu was really going to fight with our guards."

"What are you afraid of?" Compared to the frightened maid, Xie Wan Ning was calm and said calmly, "This is the Xuanping Marquis's Mansion."

In the dream, she was stupid for being willing to marry into the Lu family and suffer, but it didn't make sense for her to let Lu Ziyan bully her in her own home.

Er Qing looked at her calm expression and sighed inwardly that her girl had really changed a lot during this period of time.

Before, my whole heart was devoted to Master Lu, and everyone who saw me would express their love for him.

But now, facing his former lover, he looked completely heartless and there was no sign that he had ever been happy.

Not to mention Master Lu, even she, a personal maid, was somewhat surprised by this change. Besides being surprised, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

How much disappointment and grievance must her girl have accumulated to be so desperate.

Xie Wan Ning had no idea what the maid beside her was thinking and strolled leisurely in the sunset.

When she went to Jinxiu Hall to pay her respects to Zheng, Xie Yanyu happened to be there. When he saw her come in, his eyebrows moved slightly: "You came back at this time, didn't you meet anyone at the door?"

Xie Wan Ning paused, raised her eyes and said, "Yes, did you let Lu Ziyan in, brother?"

Zheng smiled slightly at her daughter's complaining tone, "When you like your child, you want to hold him high in the sky, but now you don't like him anymore and you don't even want to see him?"

She said angrily, "After all, you are still engaged, so you have to sort it out. The betrothal gifts should be returned, and the engagement letter should be exchanged. How can you just stop communicating like this forever?"

That's right. Xie Wan Ning sat down next to her mother and looked at her brother again: "What did he say?"

"He never mentioned breaking off the engagement, and only said that he wanted to meet you. This time, he was very humble, and finally looked like he was asking for your hand in marriage."

Xie Yanyu glanced at her and said indifferently, "Look, if you had the mentality you have now, how could you have let him control you for so many years?"

When aristocratic families form a relationship between two families, they emphasize that they should raise their heads when marrying their daughters and lower their heads when marrying their wives.

Since he wanted to marry a girl from another family, he should have shown a proposal attitude. However, Lu Ziyan had rarely visited the Xie family before, while Xie Wan Ning went to Wuyuan Marquis' Mansion more frequently.

Everyone could see that she was more concerned about this marriage.

Xie Wan Ning lowered her head, feeling extremely guilty.

It was her fault. She was so eager to put her warm face on Lu Ziyan and liked him wholeheartedly, which caused her brother and parents to be concerned about her feelings and have to endure Lu Ziyan's cold face.

Because of her, the brother in the dream took the initiative to find Lu Ziyan and asked him to get rid of his concubine, but was rejected.

It's easy to imagine that Lu Ziyan has always been cold-hearted and has no manners or politeness like the children of aristocratic families. His words of refusal would definitely not be tactful and would probably be very unpleasant to hear.

Just thinking about it, she felt sorry for her family.

Zheng had never seen her precious daughter look so depressed. She glanced at her son, put her arm around his shoulders and coaxed him, "Now you have figured it out. My son has a pure personality and treats people with sincerity. It's just that Lu Ziyan didn't know how to cherish him. How can you blame him?"

Xie Yanyu pursed his lips and poured a cup of tea for his sister. He handed it to her and also slowed down his voice: "Wait for Dad to come back, I will discuss it with him. When I have time in the next two days, I will return all the betrothal gifts sent by the Lu family."

"Will he agree?" Xie Wan Ning's eyelids were a little red, "Just now I saw that he didn't seem willing to cancel the engagement."

Xie Yanyu said calmly: "If he wants to be decent, he should know what to do."

Their family has made it very clear that they want to cancel the engagement, and it is clear that they have no intention of making trouble.

Marriage is not the same as enmity, and forced marriages are rare among aristocratic families.

This is true, but Xie Wan Ning still feels a little worried when she thinks about the changes in Lu Ziyan now.

This was a cause for concern, and on the second day the news that the concubine kept by the prince of Wuyuan Marquis's mansion was pregnant spread throughout the capital overnight, turning into a surprise.

She remembered that in her dream, she found out that Liu Manrou was pregnant only after she married into the Lu family.

Calculating the date, the wedding date hasn't even arrived yet, yet the news was leaked out for no apparent reason.

If Xie Wan Ning believed that the news that Lu Ziyan had a mistress was spread in Beijing before, it was Liu Manrou who spread it herself, but now she no longer thinks so.

(End of this chapter)