stocking the prince to death

Chapter 1004
"Oh?" Mo Qi curled his lips, and a vague smile flashed across his eyes, "Which order do you want?"

"My daughter asks the emperor for a marriage!" Qian Xixue's crisp voice resounded in the hall, "I ask the emperor for my daughter and the Minister of Rites to marry me!"

After saying that, Qian Xixue turned her eyes to Xie Fengliu.

Now Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is being appreciated by the emperor, not to mention the Empress Empress attaches great importance to him.

Such a person, she wanted to marry no matter what.

As early as some time ago, her father thought of letting her marry him.

But because of that sister who died early, Minister of Rites refused to accept this marriage no matter what.

She had no choice but to do this.

In her opinion, as long as the emperor orders a marriage, even if Xie Fengliu doesn't want to agree, he has to agree.

However, after hearing Qian Xixue's words, Mo Qi's eyes darkened slightly.

As far as she knew, Xie Fengliu was Qian Xirui's fiancé.

And because of Qian Xirui's fake death, this marriage was dropped.

But I didn't expect that after so many days, this matter would be brought up again.

Mo Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Qian Xixue with some sharp eyes. After seeing the slightly unnatural expression on Qian Xixue's face, he turned his gaze back to Xie Fengliu.

"How about your love?"

Xie Fengliu shook the folding fan lightly in his hand, with a flirtatious smile on the corner of his mouth, "I have decided not to marry in this life, I implore the emperor to take it back."

Hearing Xie Fengliu's words, Qian Xixue's face suddenly paled, she stared at Xie Fengliu with a somewhat fragile gaze, "Why! My sister has passed away, shouldn't this marriage contract be implemented on the two of us? ?”

"I have decided not to marry in this life, so please don't talk nonsense, young lady. I will give up on your sister's marriage contract. I have nothing to do with her, but marriage is not a child's play. How can such a thing be exchanged for a sister? "

"But my sister is dead. Shouldn't I be the one to replace this kind of thing? Do you dislike my identity? Although I am a concubine, my talent does not belong to my sister."

Qian Xixue's eyes were red, she walked directly in front of Xie Fengliu, seeing Xie Fengliu's resolute expression, her heart seemed to be trampled on the soles of her feet, crushed to death.

"Why? Why don't you want me? I'm not as good as my sister?" Qian Xixue's hatred for her sister grew a little more.

Ever since she was a child, she has been oppressed by Qian Xirui. Even if she is a concubine, can she not compare to her elder sister?
She believes in herself, except for her status, her sister can't compare to anything.

That considerate person is cowardly in her eyes.

She didn't like her since she was a child!

But now, the man she likes in her heart, even though she will not marry in this life.

If Qian Xirui was still alive, would Xie Fengliu be so decisive?

Watching this farce, Mo Qi's gaze was slightly concentrated, and a trace of sharpness flashed across her eyes. The black robe showed her face like a crown of jade.

"Since Xie Aiqing is not willing, I am not willing to force others to make things difficult for me anyway." Mo Qi sighed, "Miss Qian, do you have other wishes?"

Qian Xixue pulled a forced smile from the corner of her mouth, she lowered her brows and eyes, covering the deep hatred that flashed across her eyes.

"Nothing."

After the words fell, she returned to her seat and sat down.

The Hubu Shangshu beside her was already pale.

　Hahahaha thank you Fengliu

　　然后今天考掉了语文和数学，哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈心态爆炸

　　Finally, let me explode in English tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)