[Fa Fa, can fathers and parents arrange marriages for their children?] Yan Yuning's eyelids twitched.

Fa Fa: [Yes, Master, regardless of whether it is Qi Lan or Xuan Zhao, Father Qi can arrange marriages for their children.]

[What if the children disagree? ]

Fa Fa: [Master, I have to agree. After the woman accepted the betrothal gift, the man was not at fault. If the woman broke off the engagement without permission, she will be punished with 100 staffs according to the laws of Qilan.]

Yan Yuning took a deep breath and said, "Fa Fa! This is trouble!"

FaFa: [? ? ? ]

"Ningning, your wedding day will be tomorrow, so you should get ready." Chu Wantang said with a smile.

Yan Yuning stood up in a flash and asked, "Who is the other party?"

Chu Wantang smiled, with a hint of teasing in her eyes, "Ningning, are you so anxious to see your husband?"

"Who is it?" Yan Yuning asked impatiently.

Chu Wantang did not argue with her. He curled his lips and said slowly, "Young Marquis Lou Ao."

Yan Shiyao frowned, "My dear, the young marquis has a concubine in his mansion, and even his aunt has three. Why did you choose the young marquis for Ningning?"

"Yaoyao, which mansion do you think doesn't have concubines and concubines? After Ningning got married, she was the wife of the Marquis's mansion and the mistress of the mansion. The marriage has been settled, and the betrothal gifts have been received." Chu Wantang smiled and patted Yan Shiyao's hand.

Yan Shiyao pursed her lips lightly. What her husband said was right. Every family has concubines and maternal concubines.

The more Yan Yu Ning thought about it, the angrier she became. Her delicate eyes were filled with anger. She raised her hand and overturned the round table. The dishes, bowls and chopsticks fell to the ground with a clatter.

Chu Wantang and Yan Shiyao's clothes were stained with vegetable juice, and they looked miserable.

“Yan Yuning!” Chu Wantang was shaking with anger. “Someone, lock her up in the ancestral hall!”

Two maids stepped forward and held Yan Yuning down. Yan Yuning was anxious and angry, and kicked desperately with her feet. The two maids held Yan Yuning, and no matter how she struggled, they dragged her out of the main hall.

"Darling, don't be angry. Talk to your mother about it." Yan Shiyao advised.

"Yaoyao, I'm doing this for Ningning too. Think about it, my parents have already accepted the betrothal gifts. If Ningning doesn't marry me, she won't be able to bear a hundred beatings." Chu Wantang sighed.

"One hundred battles?" Yan Shiyao bit her lip. "Dear, I will try to persuade Ningning."

Chu Wantang: "My Yaoyao is still sensible."

Yan Yuning was thrown into the ancestral hall by the old woman, and the wooden door was locked with a "clang".

Yan Yuning rubbed her arm which was sore from being pinched by the old women.

She looked around and saw the neatly arranged tablets. She shuddered, "Fah, I'm scared."

FaFa: [It's okay, Master. I'll chat with you. ]

Yan Yuning found a corner and squatted down. [Is there a plot like this in the book?]

FaFa: [No.]

Yan Yuning gritted her teeth, [So you're just trying to make fun of me, right?]

FaFa: [……]

In the dark night, a dim light emanated from the Third Prince's bedroom.

"Xiao Jin, thank you for your hard work in staying by Concubine Lu's side every day." Qi Qingchen's voice was hoarse, and his breath was accompanied by low gasps.

"Well, Your Highness, it is my duty." Jiang Jin grabbed the quilt, her voice soft and tender.

Qi Qingchen kissed her lips gently.

Jiang Jin raised his face slightly and put his arms around his neck.

"Your Highness~" It was her first time experiencing sex and she was a little overwhelmed.

But she dared not say anything and could only bear it silently.

I don't know how much time passed, but the chirping of cicadas in the trees gradually became quieter.

"Your Highness, I will help you bathe." Jiang Jin's face was rosy and his voice was hoarse.

Qi Qingchen said "Hmm" indifferently.

Jiang Jin felt sore all over and endured the pain to get out of bed. The maid waiting outside the door followed his instructions and brought in hot water.

Qi Qingchen placed his hands on the bathtub and closed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Jin walked behind Qi Qingchen and gently squeezed his shoulders, "Your Highness, will you leave this time?"

"Hmm." Qi Qingchen's Adam's apple rolled.