Chapter 66: She is not as good as you

Xiao Yan's eyes were cold.

There was no emotion in those black eyes.

"I know you because you are shameless and wantonly try to snatch a married man."

"Miss Zhao, His Majesty, and the Queen Mother, there's no need to waste any effort. I will only have one wife, Meng Mingshu."

Xiao Yan's words were extremely harsh and showed no mercy.

If the word "shameless" were to get out today, Zhao Zhiyuan's reputation would be completely ruined.

Zhao Zhiyuan fell to the ground. This was the first time she felt such direct humiliation.

No man had ever been so blatant in his disdain and disgust for her.

What made her even more devastated was that the person who treated her like this was the lover she had been thinking about all these years.

"Your Highness, you can't do this to me."

Zhao Zhiyuan couldn't hold back any longer, and tears flowed down her face like a fountain.

"My affection for you is no less than any other woman in this world. In fact, my love for you is definitely greater and longer than hers."

"From the day you saved me when I was young, I have only had Your Highness in my heart."

"Your Highness, why can't you look at your subject?"

Zhao Zhiyuan cried so hard that she could no longer control herself.

That snow-white face was now red from crying, and anyone who saw it would feel pity.

But this does not include Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan looked at Zhao Zhiyuan with a gloomy look.

"Even if a dog falls into the water, I will save it, so you really don't have to be so sentimental."

"If I had known that saving you would lead to your ingratitude today, I would never have saved you."

Zhao Zhiyuan's face turned pale, and her lips trembled: "Your Majesty, your servant has never repaid kindness with enmity."

"You are trying to steal the position of the one I love. To me, this is simply repaying kindness with hatred."

"If you truly care about the kindness I showed you when I saved you, then never appear before me and my wife again."

"For me, this is how I repay my gratitude."

Zhao Zhiyuan's snow-white chin trembled. She could no longer hold back. Tears flowed like a spring and she sobbed loudly, sounding so pitiful.

Anyone would feel pity for such a stunning woman with tears in her eyes, but Xiao Yan was not moved at all and just walked away holding Meng Mingshu.

The Queen Mother helped Zhao Zhiyuan up distressedly and said, "Good child, don't cry. It hurts me to see you cry."

"Don't worry, Aijia and His Majesty will help you. The position of Crown Princess will definitely be yours."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhiyuan cried even harder in the empress dowager's arms.

"But His Highness doesn't like your servant."

The Queen Mother touched Zhao Zhiyuan's head and said soothingly, "He will like you sooner or later. Yan'er didn't like you today, probably because he didn't spend enough time with you."

The Queen Mother was also a little surprised.

I originally thought that Xiao Yan liked Meng Mingshu only because of her appearance.

Today it seems not to be the case.

"A Yan said that Meng saved his life. I think A Yan values ​​a woman's kindness and character more than her appearance."

"Your character is a hundred times better than that of a woman like Meng. As time goes by, the prince will know your true nature and you will be recognized as a good person."

Zhao Zhiyuan's crying gradually stopped.

The Queen Mother's words touched upon her deepest expectations.

She has liked Xiao Yan for so many years, and she has been looking forward to the position of queen for so many years.

I will never give up just because of Meng Mingshu.

If Xiao Yan doesn't like her, then take it slow.

Compared to Meng Mingshu, she has a family background, and now she has the Queen Mother and His Majesty.

No matter how you look at it, she won't lose to Meng Mingshu.

She didn't believe that there was a man in the world who didn't like beauty, and she didn't believe that there was a man in the world who didn't get tired of the old and loved the new.

Even if Xiao Yan is really like this, then deal with Meng Mingshu.

She must become Xiao Yan's wife and sit on the throne of queen.

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After leaving the Empress Dowager's palace, Meng Mingshu endured it all the time and buried her head in Xiao Yan's arms.

It was not until she returned to the East Palace that Meng Mingshu began to sob softly.

Xiao Yan held Meng Mingshu in his arms and held up Meng Mingshu's face:

"Ah Shu, I can swear to heaven that I only like you, that Zhao Zhiyuan..."

Meng Mingshu's nose turned red and her eyes were watery: "Don't mention her."

Xiao Yan nodded: "Okay, let's not talk about her."

He lowered his head and carefully reached out to wipe the tears from Meng Mingshu's face.

"She's not worth your attention."

Meng Mingshu turned her head away, tears streaming even harder: "I know, but I just can't help it."

"I'm not as good as her in any way."

Xiao Yan looked at Meng Mingshu's face and kissed her gently.

"Why can't I compare to her?"

Xiao Yan kissed away her tears, then moved down and kissed the tip of her slightly red nose.

"She is not worthy to be compared with you."

Seeing Meng Mingshu still crying, Xiao Yan sighed, touched her thick black hair and asked:

"Then Ah Shu, why do you think you are inferior to her?"

Meng Mingshu looked up at Xiao Yan and stared into his eyes.

"She's prettier than me."

"My family background is better than mine."

"More talented than me."

"We're childhood sweethearts."

When talking about her childhood sweetheart, Meng Mingshu's tears became even more violent.

"If it weren't for me, you would have been married long ago."

"I am just luckier than her. I married you first. Without me, you would definitely get married."

The more Meng Mingshu talked, the more she couldn't hold back her tears.

Even if Xiao Yan rejected Zhao Zhiyuan, the thought that without her, they would most likely be husband and wife.

Meng Mingshu felt very uncomfortable.

Xiao Yan sighed heavily.

The woman in his arms had red eyes from crying, and her eyes were swollen like peaches.

"How did you become so stupid?"

Xiao Yan lowered his head and kissed Meng Mingshu's hair:

"In my heart, she is not even one ten-thousandth as good as you.

Even if she is prettier than you, what does it have to do with me? You are the only one I like."

"Even if other people are as beautiful as fairies, they are just strangers to me."

Xiao Yan spoke helplessly:

"As for your assumption that I would have married her if you hadn't been there, that's even more nonsense."

"Without you, I wouldn't have gotten married at all."

Meng Mingshu was stunned.

"Really?"

Xiao Yan nodded affirmatively: "Really."

"But I'm really good for nothing."

Meng Mingshu herself even despised what she had done in the past.

"Before, I always deliberately tormented you, despised you, and abandoned you."

Xiao Yan held her hand, lowered his head and kissed her:

"So we are a perfect match. I am willing to be disliked by you."

Meng Mingshu burst into laughter and said, "You didn't lie to me?"

Xiao Yan nodded:

“Well, there is no logic to love in this world.

If I had to say it, it would probably be that you deserve the right lid for the pot. I really do want to be tossed around by you."

At that time, Meng Mingshu saved him, but he actually committed suicide by jumping into the river.

He didn't want to live.

She took care of him every day by his bedside, complaining about how much money she had spent to save him and complaining about making him pay off his debts with his own body.

With her constantly talking in his ear, Xiao Yan felt that life seemed to become more lively.

Later, when Meng Mingshu saw him without clothes, she began to seduce him clumsily.

She said countless sweet words, but her eyes were full of straightforward desire for him.

Thinking of the past, Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile. He lowered his head and kissed Meng Mingshu's lips:

"Little liar."

"When you seduced me, I thought I wouldn't be tempted."

How could he fall for such a crude trick?

In the end, he was bewitched by Meng Mingshu and his heart was deceived.

Meng Mingshu's sobbing gradually stopped, and she lowered her head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Xiao Yan continued:

"Actually, there's one thing you didn't know."

Meng Mingshu looked up, her curiosity aroused: "What?"