Chapter 179: Poor Quality

"I'm so happy, sister. It seems like my life has really started from today, from the moment you agreed to marry me."

"Sister, I only have you, I only want you."

"Do you hear my joy?"

"Are you looking forward to the day we get married?"

"Sister, are you willing to give me some love?"

Ling Qingyan could feel that Pei Wuyou's fingers were trembling. He was very excited and nervous. She could sense that he was really happy.

She was happy for him too.

Xiao Pei has had a very hard time in the past seventeen years.

"Yeah." Ling Qingyan stood on tiptoe and touched his head. "I hope that our future life will be happy."

Pei Wuyou tightened his grip: "Sister, don't leave me."

"good."

"Your Highness, go home. He is pretentious and ungrateful. He is insidious and cunning. Your Highness, don't let him succeed." Ji Yanxing said.

"Return to what home?" Mu Xianzhi frowned, accurately catching the aberration in Ji Yan's jargon, "Are you living with His Highness?"

"Is there a problem?" Ji Yanxing crossed his arms and said in a bad tone, "I am your Highness's concubine. Isn't it natural for us to live together?"

"Master Mu, you'd better be aware of your identity at all times. You are just the prince's teacher. Stop harassing our princess all the time. It's annoying." Ji Yanxing looked at him with contempt.

With his arrogant look, he thought it was him who was going to marry His Highness in half a month.

Mu Xianzhi laughed in anger, his eyes fixed on Ling Qingyan: "Your Highness, this is not very kind."

"You took away my innocence a long time ago. Ji Yanxing can enter the princess's mansion, so why can't you give me a status?" Mu Xianzhi's voice was clear.

"Early? Mu Xianzhi! You really relied on your status as the Grand Tutor to deceive His Highness!" Ji Yanxing gritted his teeth.

Pei Wuyou's eyes darkened. These damn men.

They all wanted to enter the princess's mansion and take away their sister's love.

Mu Xianzi actually tricked his sister into doing that kind of thing.

How dare he?

How dare you blaspheme your sister?

Mu Xianzhi looked at her with a look of extreme unwillingness.

Mu Xianzhi was very good at hiding his emotions. Even at this moment, near the imperial study, he was so out of control that he was obviously really angry.

"No, a concubine? Does Master Mu think that a concubine is a nice title?" Ling Qingyan spread her hands.

Well, she could still ask Mu Xianzhi, a great tutor, "Master Mu, can you be my lover?" What if Mu Xianzhi felt that she was insulting his personality and hurting his self-esteem?

"That doesn't sound good." Mu Xianzhi raised his eyes, "So, Your Highness, can you give me the title of your Royal Highness's consort?"

I insist.

How come she is the same as Ling Qian?

Pei Wuyou stared at him intently: "Are you blind or deaf? Can't you hear His Majesty's announcement of the marriage today? Or is it that Master Mu is deliberately trying to obstruct the marriage between the two countries?"

"Your Highness, he ignored the people and wanted to provoke a war between the two countries. How could he be so bad?" Pei Wuyou turned around and complained.

Ling Yu, who had been silent the whole time, sneered and looked at Ling Qingyan: "One is just dreaming without considering the reality, and the other is scheming all the time."

"My little niece should really think about this. The quality is really bad." Ling Yu shook his head and gave an objective evaluation.

"Don't even mention the eldest son. His Royal Highness Prince Yong isn't in much better shape either. He's already quite old, so why not take them back home to live with us in our old age?" Ji Yanxing said, "The position of the Prince Consort should have been mine."

…

The journey was not very peaceful. Several people and Ling Qingyan went to the princess's mansion together.

Even if Pei Wuyou wanted to, he couldn't break the rules and move into the princess's mansion at this time.

Mu Xianzhi said he wanted to move in even if he wanted to be his lover, Ling Qingyan agreed, but Pei Wuyou said he would let him enter the house after him.

Ling Qingyan thought that Pei Wuyou was her husband after all, and it was not good to have so many people enter before him, so Mu Xianzhi had to wait miserably until Ling Qingyan and Pei Wuyou got married before he could enter.

Cui Huailang was unable to attend the palace banquet, and was devastated when he learned that Pei Wuyou was going to be the son-in-law of the emperor.

He found Ling Qingyan in a rather unbalanced manner.

"Sister Qingxi, what should I do? I know this involves two countries and there's nothing I can do about it, but I feel so unbalanced."

"Look at me, with my broad mind, ability, character, and how compatible we are, I should be the first wife." Cui Huailang really didn't expect Pei Wuyou to do such a thing.

It shattered his dream of having a big house.

"Look at him. Although I don't have much contact with him, he didn't give me a good look when he saw me today. Although everyone didn't give me a good look, I have always been good at judging people. I can tell at a glance that he has no tolerance for others." Cui Huailang said unbalancedly.