Chapter 42: The Haze

However, Han Yuqian's next sentence is the real bombshell. "But this king didn't expect that the captain would be so polite, and even said that he would "travel" for you for many days to make amends to this king. ”

Han Yuqian glanced at Lin Wanqi as he spoke, and saw that her body was obviously stiff, so he continued, "I heard that the third lady in the Taiwei Mansion is famous for being gentle and lovely, virtuous and virtuous, you said that if you let the two sisters serve a husband together, wouldn't the king enjoy the blessings of the Qi people?" ”

And Lin Wanqi, who heard the words, turned white all of a sudden, and she didn't know what to say for a while, and she didn't even have any words.

However, Han Yuqian didn't stop his mouth because of this, and then said eloquently, "You say, does this king want to accept the kindness of the Taiwei and enjoy the blessings of this Qi people?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Wanqi meaningfully, which meant to see what you meant.

And Lin Wanqi, who received this look, couldn't help but feel a trace of bitterness in her heart, isn't this a sure thing?

Is it useful for me to object?

So Lin Wanqi reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, revealing a far-fetched smile, and replied respectfully, "The prince can do whatever he wants, and the concubine has no objection." ”

"No objections?"

Han Yuqian raised his eyebrows and asked, for some reason he had a sullen feeling in his heart.

"Yes"

Lin Wanqi nodded and said very considerately, "The concubine understands." ”

You understand -- I wish I was far away from this king.

Han Yuqian thought indignantly, unconsciously feeling unusually bored.

"Okayβ€”"

Han Yuqian stood up and said conclusively, "Then in this case, you should start preparing for the marriage, and you will marry your sister in a few days." ”

After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left, leaving Lin Wanqi alone to face these leftover porridge, his heart cooled little by little, and he felt painful.

―――――――――――――――― dividing line―――――――――――――――― the sun shining into the window of the Lin Mansion, the girl sitting under the bed looked out and giggled, as if she had thought of something shy, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

This girl is the third lady of the Lin Mansion, Lin Ningyao.

In a few days, I will be able to get married, or marry the fourth prince, and when I think of this, I can't sleep with excitement.

His eyes, his eyebrows, his lips, had been lingering in her mind.

Since Han Yuqian took Lin Wanqi to the mansion that day, after she secretly hid outside the door and looked at him, he was deeply imprinted in her mind.

His figure haunted her like a nightmare, making her suffer as if she were sick.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

That was the first impression she had when she saw him, and just one glance made her heart pound, she had really never seen such a man.

originally thought that she could only look up to him for such a man in her life, but she didn't want to marry him now, even if it was just a concubine, but she was willing.

Maybe he still likes Lin Wanqi now, but that should only be temporary, except for the identity of this concubine, I am no worse than her.

In the future, I will definitely try my best to make him like me, and I will definitely think about it, and the bright smile on the girl's face gradually deepens, and the slender white nails are deeply embedded in the palm of the palm because of the clenched fist, which makes people shudder, and the front and back are even more like two people.