Don't mess with the second lady

Chapter 115

Yan Qianqiu couldn't help rolling her eyes, this Princess Chuying is really a stalker, the dignified princess would rather be a concubine, she doesn't mind being a concubine, but for Yan Qianqiu, she never thought that it would make people There is a small chance.

Yue Wuyuan also frowned, and when he looked at Princess Chuying again, there was a chill in his eyes.

Feng Songling is also in a bit of a dilemma, Princess Chuying has already said this, if he disagrees, it will be a slap in the face of Wuwa Kingdom, and it will be difficult for the two countries to turn against each other and cause unnecessary disputes .

"Your Majesty..." Yan Qianqiu wanted to go before she died, but she couldn't tolerate her husband being shared by others, and she couldn't suppress her anger when she thought of two women working together as one husband.

Is this the sorrow of women in feudal society?Why can a man have three wives and four concubines while a woman still cheers for him, she can't do it!Even if she was smashed to pieces, she was not willing to abandon this little bit of dignity.

Yue Wuyuan's face darkened, and he quickly grabbed Yan Qianqiu's hand. He shook his head slightly, signaling her not to move. At this moment, there is no room for rejection. Once she refuses, she will bear the burden of making her The crimes against the two countries.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to accept Princess Chuying as my concubine." Yue Wuyuan said lightly, the indifference in his tone made people feel a little chilled.

Heart, some cold touch.

Yan Qianqiu's eyes widened in shock, her complexion turned extremely pale in an instant, she stared blankly at Yue Wuyuan, at that moment, the world was silent except for her rapid breathing.

"Yue, Wu, Yuan, do you really want to marry her?" Yan Qianqiu's voice trembled slightly, even she couldn't tell whether the trembling was from anger or sadness.

Seeing the tears in her eyes inadvertently, Yue Wuyuan felt a pain in his heart, wishing he could hold her tightly in his arms and wipe away her tears with the most gentle movements, but...

After all, he nodded lightly. Since ancient times, men have had three wives and four concubines. Since they can't refuse, then why delay, as long as his heart will only be her from the beginning to the end, won't it be fine?
Yan Qianqiu suddenly smiled desolately, she struggled to withdraw her hand from Yue Wuyuan's hand, turned around, lowered her head, and stopped looking at everything around her.

It turned out that at some point, she already cared so much about him, that he would marry someone else, that she was no longer alone in his world.

It turned out that his tenderness was not the only one, and to him, she was just one of thousands of women, not the only one, not the only one...

Feng Songling announced the marriage of Yue Wuyuan and Princess Chuying in public, but Yan Qianqiu didn't know anything about it afterwards, she only remembered that her soul seemed to be emptied, and everything around her was automatically isolated from her outside of the world.

The banquet was still going on, and the dancers re-entered the stage and danced blood-swelling dances. The sound of silk and bamboo fluttered out of the hall, which was almost heard by half of the imperial city.

Yan Qianqiu just sat there quietly, motionless, her eyes fell on the ground, there were tears in her eyes, but she did not shed tears.The environment is noisy, but in her senses, there is only the loneliest one left.

On the way from the palace to the prime minister's mansion, Yan Qianqiu didn't say a word, nor did she look at Yue Wuyuan. She was like a walking corpse, and she had forgotten how to get back to the room. She only remembered Xue Xiaoxiao Zeng vaguely. Standing at the door of her room, looking at her pale face like a wandering soul, he couldn't help but scream.

In the early morning, the grass is luxuriant, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and the yard is very quiet, except for the occasional crisp bird call.

When Yan Qianqiu opened her eyes, she saw Xue Xiaoxiao was watching over her bed with eyes wide open. On the bedside cabinet was an empty bowl from a medicine box.

Seeing Yan Qianqiu woke up, Xue Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red again, and she couldn't help scolding: "Damn girl, she went to the palace well, but came back half dead, even though I am the best doctor in the world, I can't cure you heart disease."

Yan Qianqiu smiled faintly, seeing the little red eyes like rabbits, he suddenly felt warm in his heart, "Aren't I fine? I just felt sleepy after a nap."

"Okay? Are you applauding? It's all because of Yue Wuyuan, that stinky bastard who married you for a few days and yet wants to take a concubine again. Damn it, I'll burn this prime minister's mansion down if I get mad." Xue Xiao Xiao was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Seeing her like this, Yan Qianqiu smiled even brighter, "Don't, isn't he just a stinky man? Is it possible that he can't live without my sister? After all the things are dealt with, we pat our buttocks and leave. Here If you don't keep anyone, you have a place to keep someone. By the way, when is their wedding date?"

Xue Xiaoxiao sighed, Yan Qianqiu's pretended ease made her feel a little distressed, she couldn't help but glanced in the direction of the door, "That stinky man has been guarding the door all night, why don't you... Ask him yourself?"

Did you stay overnight?Yan Qianqiu couldn't help but sneer, is this pretending to pity her?

Xue Xiaoxiao saw that Yan Qianqiu was suddenly silent but her eyes gradually became sad, she couldn't help but sighed a long time, and looked back at the direction of the door, a lonely figure was faintly visible on the paper window lattice.

For a whole day, Yan Qianqiu didn't step out of the room, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she couldn't do anything, she firmly denied that she was jealous, she just felt that her rights were being challenged.

Yue Wuyuan also kept guarding the door and did not leave. He just stood quietly at the end of the corridor, sometimes looking at the sky lightly, even though the sky seen from the prime minister's mansion would never be as big as a palm.

Every time Xue Xiaoxiao looked at the two people facing each other inside and outside the door, she shook her head helplessly. Two people who were equally stubborn were suffering the same torment. Why bother?

When the sun sets, the sunset glow hangs between the mountains, and the gorgeous colors permeate the sky. A few rays of afterglow squeeze into the room through the gaps in the window lattices, forming a rainbow-like arc.

The lonely figure outside the door finally disappeared.

Yan Qianqiu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but the sadness in his eyes became more intense.

Xue Xiaoxiao opened the door and came in, carrying a basket full of side dishes. She placed the side dishes on the table one by one, but she curled her lips inadvertently, "Hmph, it's only a day, so I can't keep going." It seems that the so-called sincerity is nothing more than that."

(End of this chapter)