Resourceful beauty

Chapter 183 The Price of Impulsivity

"The recruiter is a wife and a concubine. Does Song Shizi think that Ruxuan doesn't even have a foothold in the capital?"

Fang Ruxuan looked up at Song Qian with a questioning face.

Song Qian blushed, and lowered his head in embarrassment, "I, I don't want to do this either, but I can't just watch you marry to Yao Country and Chu Yuan."

Fang Ruxuan shook her head helplessly, "Master Song, you know, if your words just spread out, how much trouble will it cause to Prince Qi's Mansion and Marquis Anyuan's Mansion? You can ignore it and just follow your own temper, but others But you have to bear a huge price for this, do you think it is worth it?"

Song Qian raised his eyes to look at Fang Ruxuan, his eyes were full of struggle and contradiction.

How could he not think about it?

Is intermarriage between two countries a child's play?Yaoguo asked Fang Ruxuan to marry Fang Ruxuan by name and surname, and Emperor Rui'an agreed with Jinkou Yuyan. How could it be so simple to change someone just before the battle?
If Fang Ruxuan really complied with him, escaped from the capital with him, and came back after the matter subsided, even if he was notorious, he would still be the eldest son of Anyuanhoufu, and Fang Ruxuan would really be drowned by people's spittle Bar?
At that time, even if he insisted on marrying her against the displeasure of the world, she would not be happy in this life, would she?
Bearing so much notoriety, accusations from the palace, and resentment from everyone in the Anyuanhou Mansion, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get their forgiveness and approval. In the eyes and taunts, in the end, he died in depression.

And myself, why decide her life?
What's more, she said that she didn't want to marry herself.

Tossing and turning in his mind, Song Qian's complexion became darker and darker.

Ever since he found out that Fang Ruxuan was married to Chu Yuan, he felt as if his heart had been soaked in the icy water of nine cold days. He had never felt that kind of biting cold.

Regardless of the objections of the people around him, he galloped back to the capital without even preparing his luggage. He even thought that as long as Fang Ruxuan nodded, even if he wandered the world all his life, he would be content with it.

However, after thinking of everything, she didn't think that she was unwilling.

She doesn't want to.

Song Qian moved his mouth, and asked with a bitter smile: "Actually, you are willing to marry Chu Yuan, right?"

Before Fang Ruxuan could answer, Song Qian looked up at her and asked, "Why? Why?"

It was only a few words, but Fang Ruxuan could hear Song Qian's resentment and the pain hidden behind those gnashing of teeth words.

Fang Ruxuan hesitated for a while, and finally decided to open up and tell him clearly, "I don't like my fate being manipulated by others, that's all."

"Being manipulated by others?"

Eyes full of doubts, Song Qian repeated Fang Ruxuan's words, and asked with some annoyance: "When did I ever manipulate your fate? Could it be that what I did was so disliked by you?"

Song Qian thought of those gifts that Fang Ruxuan had returned again and again. In the end, they were all dust-sealed in the boxes in her study room, covered with dust, and those were all her own wishes, so she just discarded them like shoes.

Song Qian felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Fang Ruxuan shook her head, "That's not what I meant."

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ruxuan recalled the past, and said softly: "Everyone has his own choice, right or wrong, if it is his own decision, then he has to bear the consequences. And I am such a person , I hope that my destiny can be controlled in my own hands, and my affairs can be decided by myself."

Song Qian listened carefully, as if he really wanted to know where he went wrong.

Fang Ruxuan continued: "It's like that year, when I was named princess and was awarded two thousand acres of imperial land, but the stewards of the farm bullied me because I didn't understand general affairs and didn't take me seriously. This is my own. I didn't even ask my father and elder brother how to deal with this matter, but what about you? You made your own opinion and disposed of the steward surnamed Tang. You thought you solved the trouble for me, and I It's something to be grateful for, right?"

Song Qian looked at Fang Ruxuan, neither nodding nor shaking his head, but there was obvious affirmation in his eyes.

Fang Ruxuan smiled, "I am a princess of the royal family, and he is a manager of a small farm. Why doesn't he take me seriously? Song Shizi really thought that it was so simple behind it? Even if you found Huaqing Palace in the end, I was humbled to Concubine Lin Gui, but this problem was settled, and it was all on my shoulders. From the beginning to the end, did Prince Song ever ask me what I meant? Would I be willing to deal with Tang Guanshi like that? Would you like to help me out?"

Song Qian was silent for a while, then said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Fang Ruxuan turned her head, looked at the fiery red maple leaves in front of her, and softened her voice, "I know, you are kind to me, but, as I said before, your kindness to me will cause me trouble, and those troubles , I don’t want to be contaminated.”

"I like to be naughty, but what I like is its power to dominate the mountains and forests, not its cuteness when it is kept by my side."

"I hate rumors, but I also believe that those who clean up clean up themselves."

"I believe in karmic reincarnation, so I try my best to live well, change what I can change, and accept what I can't change, and all of these come from my heart."

Speaking word by word, Fang Ruxuan sighed and said: "So, we are destined to be different. What you need is a woman who puts you first in everything, and relies on you wholeheartedly and lets you make decisions for her. And I , on the contrary, what I need is someone who can fully trust me, respect me, give me freedom, and let me make my own decisions."

Speaking of this, Song Qian's expression turned livid and depressed in an instant.

"So, even if I change it now, it's too late, right?"

Song Qian asked persistently.

Fang Ruxuan shook her head, "People often say that the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change. If you change it, then you won't be you."

"What about Chu Yuan? You've decided that he will be your good match?"

It seems that he has always had a grudge against Chu Yuan in his heart, and Song Qian has been brooding about it from beginning to end.

Fang Ruxuan lowered her head and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, "He is a completely different person from you. Even if he offered to help, he would ask me first to see if I need his help, and if so, he would do his best , if I don’t need it, even if the city is full of wind and rain, he will not move. So, this is the biggest difference between you, there is no such thing as a good match or a bad match, but, if I can choose by myself, between the two of you, I'll pick him."

Fang Ruxuan felt that it was a bit hurtful to say such words in front of Song Qian, but due to Song Qian's personality, it would be better to speak clearly than to make him guess blindly. In this way, It's good for him, and it's good for Fang Ruxuan.

Sure enough, Song Qian understood.

Nodding with a painful expression, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the maple forest step by step. Looking from his back, he was still the tall and decisive young man, but the steps under his feet seemed so heavy. .

Fang Ruxuan didn't stop, just stood there and waited quietly. After waiting for half an hour, Song Qian turned around.

"Let's go, I'll take you back..."

Whispering, Song Qian strode past Fang Ruxuan and walked to the carriage beside the ridge.

Fang Ruxuan and Mu Mian got into the carriage, and the carriage drove out slowly. When they were approaching the gate of the city, they saw the long-awaited coachman from Prince Qi's mansion, and Song Qian tightened the reins to stop the carriage.

Lifting the curtain of the car, watching Fang Ruxuan closely, Song Qian said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, this is the last time, and I will never trouble you again."

Fang Ruxuan was startled, the curtains fell, and the darkness in the carriage returned to just now.

The carriage wobbled back to King Qi's mansion, and until she returned to Shu Yuxuan, Fang Ruxuan still felt that the scene that happened just now was so unreal, as if she was in a dream.

But the next day, I heard that Anyuan Hou Shizi had returned, and it was said that the errands in Luzhou were done well. In Zhaoyang Palace, Emperor Rui'an praised him very much.

However, the prince Anyuan Hou went to Fengyi Palace to pay his respects to the empress, and stayed for more than an hour before coming out.

Of course, these are all rumors from the outside world. The son of Anyuanhou is still the young talent in the capital like the stars holding the moon, he is still the nephew that the empress likes to love, and he is still the hope of the generation of Anyuanhoufu.

On August 22, Fang Ruhui got married.

Tianhe County, where Wang Jingzhi worked, had already taken care of it early on, and Prince Qi's Mansion bought a second-class small house there as part of Fang Ruhui's dowry.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fang Ruhui's dowry and other necessary items were sent over. Now, the groom is waiting for Wang Jingzhi, the bridegroom, to marry the bride and go all the way to Tianhe County.

The biological mother was abandoned, and when they bid farewell to their parents, only King Qi sat in the first place. Wang Jingzhi, who was holding a red ribbon, and Fang Ruhui, who couldn't see her face in a red wedding dress and a red hijab, bowed to heaven and earth and then to Gaotang. After the ceremony, Fang Ruhui was sent back to her room, and the banquet was prepared in the front yard of Prince Qi's Mansion.

The Wang family is weak, so all the people invited are from the same clan, and Wang Jingzhi and Fang Ruhui, after paying homage to the bridal chamber in Prince Qi's mansion, will set off for Tianhe, where there are Wang Jingzhi's widowed mother and younger sister, After Fang Ruhui passed away, she could start her new life.

The guests enjoyed themselves, Prince Qi's mansion was immersed in happiness, but Fang Ruhui's yard was quiet and quiet, not like a new house.

With willows on the top of the moon, Wang Jingzhi, who was staggering on his feet, returned to his new house with the help of the servant.

When he lifted the hijab, he could clearly see that it was a beauty, but thinking of the rumors he had heard, Wang Jingzhi felt a little uneasy.

All the servants in the room retreated, looking at Fang Ruhui who was sitting quietly on the bed, Wang Jingzhi moved to the bed step by step, muttered for a long time, and stammered: "I, I will treat you well."

Fang Ruhui's heart suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)