Chapter 114: A Giant Ugly Masterpiece

"Since it's your birthday, why didn't you tell me?" Gu Mingqi reached out and helped her up. Looking at her sensible and skillful appearance, he held her in his arms and pinched her face frivolously. "What do you want? Just tell me, I'll send someone to deliver it tomorrow!" As the most favored prince, there was nothing Gu Mingqi couldn't get in the capital. Following him was the dream of countless women.

Murong Qing adjusted Gu Mingqi's clothes with her hands, dusted him off, and said gently, "My husband has taken great care of me. I no longer need anything. If you really want to reward me, even though my body cannot support you in having children, I ask for your permission to find you a few more beautiful girls to marry into my family. This will be a token of my gratitude."

"Qing'er." Gu Mingqi looked at Murong Qing, and he was extremely satisfied.

Murong Qing raised the corner of her lips and followed Gu Mingqi's gaze. She spotted her personal maid returning from the study, and suddenly understood. Gu Mingqi took her fingers and squeezed them. Murong Qing smiled and said, "The former Miss Qin from the General's Mansion was a wonderful woman, and she was also deeply in love with you. I had thought that if she didn't want to marry into the family as a concubine, I would offer her the position of wife. After all, just being able to stay by your side is enough for me."

"But right now..." Murong Qing saw Gu Mingqi's unhappy expression and changed the subject, "I wouldn't trust anyone else to take care of my husband."

"Why don't I send my maid to your room to be a maidservant, what do you think?" After Murong Qing said this, the maid immediately knelt on the ground. Her movements were quick, but she didn't say anything unwilling. It was obvious that she had been planning this for many days.

Gu Mingqi naturally accepted the offer and nodded his agreement. He then pretended to hold Murong Qing in his arms and made love on the couch all night. The next day, he left the house in the side yard with the maid. When Murong Qing woke up, Gu Mingqi was nowhere to be found in the room. Even the couch felt a little cold.

"Madam, you are so servile. What other lady would be so servile as you, living your life as a concubine to please the Seventh Prince? It really hurts me to see you like this." Nanny Kong, beside Murong Qing, saw her wake up and dazed, and hurriedly brought her the necessary toiletries, her eyes filled with heartache as she spoke. Murong Qing took the water cup, rinsed her mouth, and spit it out through a handkerchief covering her mouth.

Murong Qing stood up and looked outside, but there was no sign of hesitation or sadness on her face.

"Gu Mingqi is just like this. I've known this before. To achieve his own goals, a little bit of grievance is nothing." She turned to look at Madam Kong. They were the only two in the room. Gu Mingqi must be enjoying himself with his new maid and not having the time to care about her. "Madam, anyway, I don't consider Gu Mingqi the one I admire. This marriage is just a stepping stone to achieve my goal."

"If he likes women, I'll give him women. If he takes a fancy to any girl in the brothel, I'll redeem her, or even buy a farm outside to help him raise a girl." Murong Qing straightened her clothes and looked at the pot of green plums by the window. "It's a good thing for me that he doesn't come to my place. I don't have to look at his face every day and try to please him. Wouldn't it be a free and easy life for the two of us?"

As Murong Qing spoke, the nanny could not see any sadness in her expression and could only sigh.

"My dear young lady, if it weren't for that incident, why would you have sought out the Seventh Prince..." Madam Kong swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue, and the master and servant fell silent. On the other hand, Gu Mingqi, having secured a maid who knew how to play tricks in bed, was so engrossed in her pleasure that he hadn't attended court for several days, and he had no intention of paying attention to the news coming from the General's Mansion.

Elsewhere, on the way to the border, Qin Guang's hands were frozen and cracked, and he couldn't stop for a moment. Braving the cold wind, Qin Guang repeatedly looked at the letter in his arms, a smile on his face. "Thank you, thank you for your help, Prince." He looked up and bowed to express his gratitude to the secret guard of the Prince's Mansion. The secret guard hurriedly returned the greeting and looked at the official who took his money and said, "Please rest assured, General, everything is fine in the Qin Mansion."

"These guys are all greedy for money. We will leave a few people to accompany the general to the border. I think the journey will be easier than before." The secret guard followed Jiang Lin's instructions, "General, if there is anything else you want to tell the third lady, please write quickly. I must set off before sunset and return quickly." The secret guard was short of time. Qin Guang thought for a moment and only wrote a single word on the letter paper, "Good morning."

Qin Guang folded the letter carefully and handed it to the secret guard.

He looked into the distance thoughtfully, avoiding his confidants around him, and walked alone with the secret guard to the side of the black horse, "What does the prince want to know? Since he has been so kind to me and my wife and children at home, I will tell you everything I know as long as I can." Qin Guang still understood the principle of returning a favor.

"General, you're worrying too much. The prince has only sent me here to deliver the letter. As for the rest, you should speak to him in person once we meet him at the border." The secret guard leaped onto his horse and quickly became a black dot, disappearing from Qin Guang's sight. Qin Guang frowned as he looked at the escorting officers, who were now much more amiable towards him. He felt a little uneasy about accepting this inexplicable kindness.

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In the village at the foot of Phoenix Mountain, an extremely ugly snowman stood abruptly on the vast land.

The snowman Qin Xiangsong had built had a square head and a sturdy body, but the arms were crooked. He'd intended to make a nose out of snow, but the snow wouldn't stick to the head, and it fell to the ground, shattering, chopping off a good portion of the square head. Someone passing by at night would probably have had their heart broken.

"You, this..."

Qin Feng searched for words for a long time but couldn't come up with any words.

Although Qin Xiangsong was young, he had a sense of aesthetics. He couldn't believe that such an ugly thing was created by his own hands, and he wiped his tears and burst into tears. Qin Xiangnuan smiled heartbreakingly beside him, holding her stomach and said, "It doesn't matter. It's a little ugly, but no one will dare to destroy it. I guess it can last for a long time, which is a good thing."

"Big sister!"

This doesn't sound like comfort at all!

Qin Xiangnuan looked at him, his eyes almost swollen from crying. Helpless, she could only exchange a glance with Qin Feng. They both walked over to the snowman and helped Qin Xiangsong clean up the mess. Using a stick, she remade two arms, picked up the broken snow from the ground, and massaged the snowman's head again... Qin Xiangnuan was sweating from the labor.