Only One Year Left to Live? Flirting Madly with the Crazy Crown Prince to Survive!

Yan Yuning inexplicably transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder second daughter of the Prime Minister’s household. Raised in her maternal grandparents’ home since childhood, she w...

Chapter 36 Xuan Yanyu, Bought It for Me (1/2)

She knew that the Prime Minister's wife had let her marry him because she was not a good person, but so what? They were too noble to marry someone lower than them, so this was a chance for her to turn things around.

As the elder sister, she was naturally soft-hearted. She was marrying 'for her' and would always feel guilty towards her. However, she would seize on her guilt to seek the greatest benefit for herself.

If she could give birth to an heir after marrying into the Marquis's mansion, her child would be the eldest son and the eldest son of the Marquis's mansion.

In the future, her children will inherit the Marquis's Mansion.

"Shiyu." Yan Shiyao was embarrassed and hesitated, not knowing how to continue.

Yan Shiyu held her hand, her voice choked with sobs, "Big sister, you and second sister don't want to get married, so you want Shiyu to marry, but Shiyu doesn't want to either."

Yan Shiyu cried and shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yan Shiyao's heart ached, "Shiyu, my mother has already added her name to the engagement letter. If you don't marry..."

"Big sister, why do you ignore Shiyu's wishes?" Yan Shiyu's face was full of grievance, and tears kept rolling down her face.

Yan Shiyao bit her lip and spoke with difficulty, "Shiyu, this is what mother wanted."

"Big sister, what should Shiyu do?" Tears streamed down her cheeks, Yan Shiyu felt aggrieved.

Yan Shiyao turned to look at Qi Qingchen, frowning, "Brother Qi, do you have any solution?"

Qi Qingchen squinted his eyes because of the glare from the sun, "Yaoyao, there is no way."

Yan Shiyu curled her lips in disdain. No way? She just didn't want to get involved.

It would be better if she didn't interfere, as she didn't want him to interfere either.

“Shiyu, I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do.” Yan Shiyao smiled bitterly.

"Big sister, Shiyu's aunt is no longer around. No one is preparing a dowry for Shiyu. If she marries into the Marquis's mansion, will Shiyu be looked down upon by the young Marquis and others?"

"Don't worry, mother will prepare it for you." Yan Shiyao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips.

Yan Shiyu shook her head, "No."

What she wanted was to marry into the Marquis's Mansion in a grand manner, according to the standards for the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Big sister will listen to what mother said and will never let the young marquis look down on you." Yan Shiyao picked up the handkerchief and wiped the tears that slipped down her cheeks bit by bit.

Yan Shiyu sniffed, a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes, she bowed and said softly, "Thank you, big sister. I won't bother you anymore."

The goal had been achieved, and there was no need for her to stay any longer.

Yan Shiyao nodded and watched Yan Shiyu leave.

"Yaoyao, your sister's mind is not that simple." Qi Qingchen frowned.

"Brother Qi, I don't allow you to say anything about her."

Qi Qingchen sighed, "Yaoyao, it's obvious that she..."

“Brother Qi, Shiyu was wronged in this matter after all. It’s normal for her to ask for something.” Yan Shiyao lowered her eyes, hiding the complexity in her eyes.

Qi Qingchen pursed his lips, swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and said nothing.

On the other side, Yan Yuning, holding the gift box, kicked open the door of Xuan Yanyu's room.

Xuan Yanyu raised his eyes and saw that the girl's delicate face was completely hidden by the pile of gift boxes.

He threw the book in his hand aside, took the gift box from her and put it on the table.

Yan Yuning shook her sore arms.

Xuan Yanyu poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

Yan Yuning took the teacup and smiled, "Here, this is a thank you gift for you. I think I am sincere enough."

Xuan Yanyu raised his eyebrows, with a very obvious smile in his eyes, "Got money?"

"Well, Dad bought it for me."

Buy whatever you want.

Yan Yuning glanced at the delicious cake she had eaten in Xuan Yanyu's room last time and swallowed her saliva. She took one that time and Xuan Yanyu said, "Who allowed you to eat it?"