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

Chapter 38

Born into a noble family and successful at a young age, Lu Ziyan never had to explain anything to anyone over the years.

But his heartfelt words today, like a woman in the harem who was holding back her shame and arguing about her innocence, were rejected by the other party with just three light words, which made his expression stiffen instantly.

He said in a cold voice: "A real man should take responsibility for his actions. If I touch other women, I will not lie to you."

A grown man really took the issue of his innocence seriously.

This should have been funny, but Xie Wan Ning didn't smile at all. She lowered her eyes to look at him and said in a light tone, "You have to make me explain clearly before you agree to a dignified divorce, right?"

The two looked at each other, and Lu Ziyan's heart sank slightly: "Tell me all the reasons why you are determined to cancel the engagement."

At least let him know where he had done wrong that made her so decisive and leave no room for him.

"Okay, since you insist on explaining everything clearly before you let it go, then I'll talk to you in detail." Xie Wan Ning nodded slowly and sat down again.

There was silence in the hall for a long time.

She said, "I will take what you just said as the truth. Then, when Liu Manrou kept calling me sister on the day you returned to Beijing, why didn't you tell me the truth?"

Lu Ziyan's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he was speechless for a moment after being asked by her.

Yes, it is not a family secret. After all, it is just the bloodline left by his second uncle. Even if it is spread out, it will only cause people to sigh. The only person who can be affected is his second aunt.

She is not someone who cannot keep secrets. Is there any need to hide this kind of thing from her?

If he had told her the truth earlier, and she knew that Liu Manrou was his cousin's concubine, would she be so stingy as to not want him to give her the status of a second concubine?

Lu Ziyan felt a tightness in his chest, and the scenes of that day kept flashing before his eyes.

Under the rose tree, she pointed at Liu Manrou and asked anxiously, "Who is this?"

He couldn't stand it.

She had a stubborn expression, begging for an answer, "Can I be like my father for the rest of my life, with only me and no other color?"

He sneered at her naivety.

She choked and her voice trembled, but she still wanted to know whether he and Liu Manrou had had physical contact.

But he ignored her from beginning to end and didn't take her feelings seriously at all.

What was he thinking at that time?

He just felt that her questioning was aggressive and lacked her usual gentleness and consideration.

he……

"Can't you answer?" Xie Wan Ning glanced at him lightly, "Then let me tell you."

She said slowly, "Because you are sure in your heart that I can't leave you, so whether you keep maids or concubines, you don't have to worry about my feelings. You don't have to explain to me what Liu Manrou's true identity is. Anyway, I will love you like crazy no matter what."

"No!" Lu Ziyan's usually cold voice trembled: "Wanwan...it's not like that."

"Yes, it's more than that."

Xie Wan Ning suddenly turned her eyes to the side, looked at him and smiled softly, saying: "I guess you still think that I am not obedient enough to dare to question you like that, so you started to use your methods of disciplining subordinates to deliberately suppress my temper, so that I would learn to compromise, obey and be loyal to you little by little."

Isn't that what he has been doing all these years?
She was a noble lady who was cared for by her parents and doted on by her brother. She was a proud lady, but once she entered the gate of Wuyuan Marquis's mansion, she learned to restrain herself and became his gentle and sensible fiancée. She was also very considerate. She always felt that he had spent a lot of time and energy in the court, and she was reluctant to let him worry about her. Whenever she was unhappy, she would comfort herself.

After coaxing herself into submission, she went back to hanging around him.

Over the years, she had put in so much effort, so much that she could not afford to lose. Even though he was indifferent to her, she had never thought of leaving him.

Wasn’t she in the dream determined to marry him?
If the dream had not been so tragic and she had not lost miserably, how could she have such great enlightenment now?

Lu Ziyan's face was pale, the kind of paleness that had lost all its blood, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He held her hand tightly and forced a smile: "So this is how you think of me?"

His smile was extremely ugly. Xie Wan Ning just glanced at him and then turned her head away, her eyes fixed on their clasped hands.

In the years that she had been around him, he had never taken the initiative to hold her hand or hug her.

In fact, she was very silly at that time, her heart and eyes were full of him. If he really wanted to be intimate with her before marriage, she might not refuse.

But most of the time, she took the initiative to hold his arm and move closer to him, and he would at most just glance at her indifferently and ask her to have a meal with him, without any other impolite behavior.

And now, the two of them have reached the point of breaking off the engagement, but he always insists on physical contact whenever they meet.

He has been practicing martial arts and holding guns for many years, so there is a thin layer of calluses on the base of his hands, but it does not affect the beauty of his hands.

His fingers are long and his palms are broad, showing his strength.

Unlike the other noblemen in the capital, his skin was not very white. When compared with her slender, fair hands, the color difference was a bit dazzling.

She stared at him for a long time and murmured, "What's wrong with what I think? You never cared about my feelings. What you want is to have absolute authority. You want me to obey and be sensible."

After leading soldiers for a long time, they will develop this kind of decisive character.

Or……

"Lu Ziyan, there is another reason why you didn't plan to tell me Liu Manrou's true identity..."

She took a deep breath and looked up at him: "Like you said, you will take a concubine sooner or later. Liu Manrou is just a pioneer. It doesn't matter whether she is your woman or not. What matters is that you will have other women in the future. So, of course, you don't have to explain to me specifically for a concubine."

Then, she said with a smile, "You are probably worried that if you explain her identity to me seriously, it will hinder you from taking a concubine in the future."

In the dream, Liu Manrou had set a good example, and it was only natural for him to take Erxia as his concubine, and no one raised any objections.

After all, this was not the first time he had a concubine. If there was one, there would certainly be two. What was so surprising?

She had only dreamed about it for two years. If she hadn't died and life had continued, he might have had a third concubine, a fourth concubine...

Thinking of the foolish self in the dream, Xie Wan Ning murmured softly: "I will never be so stupid again."

Every word she said was like a sharp sword, able to pierce through Lu Ziyan.

His hard, straight back shook slightly, but he was speechless.

I couldn't even utter a word of explanation.

At this moment, no matter what he said, it just seemed pale.

He also asked himself in his heart, do you think so?

...You really don't think so?
(End of this chapter)