"That's the best." Mother He said, "I'll have Nanny He send you some suitable clothes. From now on, it all depends on your ability."

Sheng Qiyue said: "Yes."

"Let me be frank. We don't keep useless people in this mansion, even if it's Wenmao's concubine. No matter which concubine it is, if Wenmao hasn't entered her room for three months, I will sell her off. If she hasn't been in his presence for half a month, her allowance will be reduced, and she will only have vegetables and porridge every day."

Sheng Qiyue shuddered, and she thought of her previous life.

She became uglier and uglier and was almost sold by He Mufa. Lou Xinlan stood up and pleaded for her, which gave her the opportunity to continue staying in the mansion.

He just moved from Fanghuayuan to the most remote and dilapidated courtyard, and lived on Lou Xinlan's support every day.

She was really grateful at that time. Even though her appearance became more and more similar to Lou Xinlan's previous appearance day by day, she never doubted Lou Xinlan at all.

Perhaps it could be said that no one had ever doubted Lou Xinlan, as if someone deliberately prevented them from thinking about it, which was very strange.

Mother He: "Go to Nanny He and leave your measurements. I will send the first set of clothes over before dark."

Sheng Qiyue couldn't help but feel puzzled. It was less than two hours before dark. What kind of clothes could be made so quickly?

She murmured in her heart, but did not dare to show it easily, so she could only respond meekly: "Yes, ma'am."

"Okay, go back."

Sheng Qiyue was sent back by Nanny He, who encouraged her on the way.

"Don't worry, Auntie. I've lived for so long and I've never seen a girl as pretty as you. You're from a decent family, so the young master will definitely cherish you."

"Thank you, Ma'am, for your kind words."

When he arrived at Fanghuayuan, Shen Shaoyan had already broken free from the woman's entanglement and was striding out at an extremely fast speed, almost using light skills.

When he saw Sheng Qiyue walking towards him, he subconsciously stopped and his eyes were full of amazement.

Is this He Wenmao’s new concubine?

Even a coarse cloth dress could not hide her graceful figure. Her black hair was like clouds, her waist was thin, and her face was extremely beautiful. The moment she saw him, her cheeks flushed just right, and she looked shy and timid.

Shen Shaoyan's heart was in a frenzy. Such a beauty was actually taken first by He Wenmao, that drunkard and lecher. It was such a waste of talent.

Sheng Qiyue felt a sense of discomfiture in her heart again. Considering He Wenmao's eagerness just now, why was he just staring at her blankly now?

If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain. She took the initiative to move closer and hugged his arms, her voice soft.

"Master, Madam has instructed me to serve you well, and I will not let her down."

There was a light and elegant fragrance lingering between the wings of his nose, and coupled with the sudden close contact, the heat in Shen Shaoyan's heart became more intense.

His ears were slightly red, his voice was a little stiff, and he said with forced composure: "Why did you take so long? I can't wait any longer."

Seeing Sheng Qiyue tilting her head back and looking at him with her watery eyes, he struggled in his heart, lowered his head, pinched her chin and kissed her fiercely.

Sheng Qiyue's doubts disappeared. He Wenmao was still the same He Wenmao. As for why he was so cold in his previous life, she still couldn't figure it out.

She thought that as long as she could get pregnant with his child before he turned cold towards her, her second half of life would be settled.

She responded to him awkwardly until both of them were out of breath.

The concubines who followed them stamped their feet in anger when they saw this situation, and they were even more unhappy after seeing Sheng Qiyue's appearance. The beauty was pleasing to the eye, but who told her to steal men from them?

The concubine was extremely jealous and decided to turn around and inform Concubine Bi.

Shen Shaoyan originally planned to just try it out briefly, but he couldn't stop after just one touch, and he suddenly had the idea of ​​protecting her.

Thinking of the situation in Fanghua Courtyard, he asked Mingkong, his personal servant who was watching his nose and his mind as if he were air.

"Besides Fanghua Courtyard, are there any other courtyards vacant?"

Mingkong raised his head and saw the young master looking at him, and quickly replied: "Hibiscus Courtyard is still empty."

Shen Shaoyan said, "Move...Mrs. Sheng's things to Furong Courtyard."

"Yes." Mingkong took the order and went over, telling the servants to quickly clean up Furong Courtyard and deliver the things for Sheng Qiyue inside.

As night fell, Furong Courtyard was tidied up and the skirt sent by He's mother arrived.

Nanny He said, "Madam said this is the dress you will wear on your wedding night. Wear it after you take a bath. I'll give you something else tomorrow."

"Thank you, Madam." Sheng Qiyue took it respectfully.

Shen Shaoyan hid in He Wenmao's yard, trying to escape the wedding night. Sheng Qiyue's appearance was exactly what he liked, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and do something he shouldn't do.

But if we do nothing... He shook his head. He couldn't let anyone notice that something was wrong, as it would affect His Highness's plan.

Finally, it was completely dark. Shen Shaoyan was eating dinner absentmindedly. Mingkong reminded him, "Master, Concubine Sheng from Furong Courtyard is ready."

Shen Shaoyan took a deep breath and walked towards Furong Courtyard.

Sheng Qiyue was sitting on the edge of the bed with a pink veil covering her head. Finally, the door opened and Shen Shaoyan walked over slowly. When he saw her pink wedding dress, he frowned slightly.

Is He Wenmao's ancestral grave full of smoke? How could he make Sheng Qiyue willingly become his concubine?

Shen Shaoyan stood in front of Sheng Qiyue with mixed feelings, stretched out his slightly trembling hand and lifted the veil.

Under the dim yellow candlelight, the beauty looked at him shyly, her face like the morning glow reflected on the snow.

Shen Shaoyan swallowed his saliva, feeling a little nervous. He didn't know what to do next. He looked away and asked stiffly:

"I...you, have you eaten?"

Sheng Qiyue blinked and said, "I ate it."

Shen Shaoyan asked again: "Are you thirsty?"

Sheng Qiyue shook her head, her eyes full of confusion.

Seeing this, Shen Shaoyan became even more nervous: "I...I haven't taken a shower yet, I'll go to the bathroom to take a shower first."

"Okay." Sheng Qiyue smiled sweetly at him: "The side room has prepared water, Master, please go and come back soon."

Shen Shaoyan walked away in a hurry.

Sheng Qiyue took out the clothes that He's mother had sent her, looked left and right, and her little face turned red.

What is this dress made of? There is too little fabric. Wearing it is only slightly better than not wearing it at all. It is hazy and barely visible.

Sheng Qiyue felt so embarrassed after putting it on that she silently encouraged herself and hid behind the door waiting for Chen Shaoyan to come over.

Shen Shaoyan wanted to delay time until the water had cooled down. He guessed that Sheng Qiyue had fallen asleep, and then he tiptoed into the room.

Sheng Qiyue had waited for too long, and the shyness in her heart had long disappeared. When Shen Shaoyan entered the door, she unexpectedly hugged Shen Shaoyan from behind the door.

"Master, I have been waiting for a long time. Let's go to bed."

Shen Shaoyan could have dodged, but he didn't.

With the warm and soft jade in his arms, he couldn't bear to push her away, and hesitantly said: "You, you let me go first, let's drink the wedding wine first."

He was going to put her down once he finished his drink.

However, when Sheng Qiyue let him go obediently, Shen Shaoyan couldn't control himself anymore after seeing what she was wearing.