The concubine rose is about to turn over

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'Bang', he punched the wall, and his hand dripped with bright red blood and fell to the ground, gradually stained with red plums.

Just because this woman, Mu Peixin, scolded him like this for asking for trouble and killing herself, is he really worthless in her eyes?

Why did he let him marry her as his concubine?Does she deserve it?

Why, in order to secure his position as the crown prince, and to secure the country of Xihuan, he had to marry that woman!Why does he have to do things he doesn't want to do?
He is already the crown prince, who would dare to rob him of the position of crown prince?He will kill anyone who dares to snatch it!kill who!

He doesn't want to be such a wimpy prince who is subject to others, hum, wait, mother, I will let you know that even if I don't marry Mu Peixin, I will still sit firmly as the prince, and I can still control this Xi Huan. The country's mountains and rivers!
Just when he was angrily thinking about what Shui Lingmu said to him in Fengzhang Palace, he made a 'creak' sound.

The wardrobe in his bedroom slowly opened to the left side...

I saw a woman walking out of the dark room of the closet. The woman was wearing a dark blue brocade dress, her jet-black hair was tied in a peony bun, and there was only a golden dudan waffle on her head. It was simple but generous.

The eyebrows are slender and picturesque, and there is an unspeakable maturity and stability in the eyes. She seems to be 45 years old, but her charm is still no less than that of the young and beautiful woman.

What is shocking is that the woman in front of her is [-]% similar to the current queen of Xihuan Kingdom, Shui Lingmu, but she is more charming, gentle and considerate than Shui Lingmu.

Saluting to Qian Xihen, whose back was turned to her, she thought softly, "His Royal Highness, why are you angry again? Is the empress blaming you again?"

Hearing the woman's voice, Qian Xihen turned around and pulled the woman into his arms.

He hugged the woman tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his body.

"Jin'er, I really hate, I really hate why my mother treats me like that! Can't I be the one who decides for myself? Why is it not my fault and she still depends on me? Why, why is all this!" His The voice carried endless grievances.

Only the woman in front of him understands him, understands his heart, understands everything about him, but he can't marry her as his concubine!
Not only did her appearance move his heart, her tenderness and consideration not only made him obsessed, but the only problem was that she looked too much like his mother, she would never be his concubine no matter what!

Jin'er patted Qian Xihen's back lightly and said, "His Royal Highness, your hands are still bleeding, let Jin'er bandage your wound first..."

After saying this, without waiting for Qian Xihen to reply, she had already taken his hand and walked towards the bed, found the ointment, and gently applied his wound.

"Jin'er, tell me, am I useless? No matter how much I want to marry you as a concubine to give you a title, I dare not do it. The queen mother calls me a waste, am I right?" Is it really a waste?" With sad eyes, he confides these words to Jin'er like a child.

Jin'er raised his head, and said with a smile as warm as sunshine on his face, "How can my Highness the Crown Prince be a waste? In Jin'er's heart, His Highness the Crown Prince is a man with both talent, appearance, civil and martial arts. Jin'er is very good, not to mention that Jin'er is a brothel girl, and she is as old as His Highness, how can she be His Highness's main concubine? Jin'er just wants to be by His Highness's side."

(End of this chapter)