Chapter 49: Hantan Temple

Father Wen was so happy that he couldn't sleep all night because his fifth daughter attended a banquet and became the eighth prince's consort.

Wen Yuyan's other blood relative, Aunt Yang, was so worried after learning what had happened that she couldn't sleep all night.

"Why are you so confused? You didn't even discuss it with me before doing anything." Aunt Yang held Wen Yuyan's hand, her face full of blame.

Wen Yuyan's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she sobbed without saying a word.

So what if she became the Eighth Prince's consort? She had already displeased the Eighth Prince before she even entered the family. Without her husband's love, her future life would probably be even more difficult.

"Aunt, what should I do?" Wen Yuyan asked while lying in Aunt Yang's arms.

Aunt Yang stroked Wen Yuyan's back and said, "Listen to Sixth Miss. Now that the arrow has been shot, there's no turning back. It's better to just go on like this."

If you wholeheartedly help the Eighth Prince to reach that position, then you will be the Queen in the future."

Which woman in the world has not thought about that position? Wen Yuyan wiped away her tears and nodded seriously.

The next day, Wen Yuyan and Aunt Yang came to see Wen Yingxue.

Wen Yingxue gave the two of them four plans.

Wen Yuyan and Aunt Yang stared at each other for a full ten minutes before looking up at Wen Yingxue.

Wen Yingxue asked, "How is it? My idea is good, right?"

Wen Yuyan curled her lips and said, "I really can't see what your idea is. I can only see your abysmal handwriting. What the hell is that? I can't understand it."

Aunt Yang poked Wen Yuyan, and Wen Yuyan wisely shut up.

Wen Yingxue looked at her own handwriting and thought it looked pretty good.

Helpless, Wen Yingxue had to take the plan and read it to Wen Yuyan and Aunt Yang.

"You provide the money and the place, I provide the method, and the profits are split 20-80. I'll take 20%, how about that?" Wen Yingxue knew that Concubine Yang had money, and that Concubine Yang had never given up doing business over the years. Now, in the entire Wen Mansion, Concubine Yang was the richest person.

After listening to Wen Yingxue's plan, Aunt Yang said, "Sixth Miss's plan is excellent. Let's follow it. Don't worry, the annual profits will definitely be delivered to Sixth Miss."

Among the three, Aunt Yang is the best at business. If she thinks something is good, she will definitely not make a mistake.

The three of them chatted in the room for an entire afternoon. Ten days later, several shops opened in the capital.

Hot pot restaurants, barbecue restaurants, cake shops and brothels with particularly novel clothing styles.

At the same time, four shops were opened in Yang Yi Niang's hometown in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

In just one year, four such stores were opened all over the country, making a fortune every day. Of course, this is a story for later.

June passed quickly, during which time Wenrouqing married Mr. Xu with a generous dowry.

The marriage between Wen Yuyan and the eighth prince was also decided, and was scheduled for the first day of September.

The Wen family had a princess who was the emperor's wife. This time, Old Man Wen spent a lot of money and emptied half of the Wen family as a dowry for Wen Yuyan.

Although he felt a little pain, Old Man Wen was still very happy and had a smile on his face every day.

As for Wen Yingxue's dowry, Aunt Yang had already prepared it, and on August 28th, Wen Yingxue would be getting married.

In the evening, the gentleman on the beam visited again.

"You haven't seen me for so long, do you miss me?" Nie Chubai sat on Wen Yingxue's bed, hugged Wen Yingxue's slender waist and asked.

He was sleeping soundly when he was woken up by someone. Wen Yingxue rudely slapped Nie Chubai on the back of his head.

Nie Chubai was amused. He hugged Wen Yingxue into his arms, kissed her neck affectionately, and said, "Don't sleep. I have something to tell you."

Wen Yingxue felt a tingling sensation on her neck and unconsciously dodged backwards, burrowing deeper into Nie Chubai's arms.

Wen Yingxue was finally annoyed and lost her temper. She turned to look at Nie Chubai and stretched out her hands to squeeze Nie Chubai's face.

After admiring the handsome face that was squeezed out of shape, Wen Yingxue asked, "What's the matter?"

Nie Chubai said: "Take your fifth sister to Hantan Temple tomorrow."

"Why are we going to Hantan Temple? And why are we bringing my fifth sister with us? Could it be that the Eighth Prince wants to see my fifth sister?" Wen Yingxue reacted and asked.

Nie Chubai nodded: "The Eighth Prince has already known about your actions recently. He wants to meet your fifth sister."

Wen Yingxue nodded. He just wanted to meet his fiancée before getting married. She understood.

"OK! I'll take her there tomorrow."

Nie Chubai tilted his head, a question mark on his face: "This OK? What does it mean?"

Nie Chubai looked so cute with this expression, Wen Yingxue couldn't help but give him a loud kiss.

"It means something good."

Nie Chubai's eyes suddenly became deep. Wen Yingxue instinctively sensed danger and immediately stepped back, but she was still a step too late.

The whole person was pressed under Nie Chubai, and his lips were sucked again and again.

"Boss! Can you please take back your fangs? My lips hurt."

Nie Chubai chuckled, licked his lips lightly, and began to put his hands dishonestly into his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yingxue held down Nie Chubai's rebellious hand and asked loudly.

Nie Chubai kept kissing Wen Yingxue's neck and said, "What can I do? You know what Guan Ziming said, or are you unable to help yourself?"

Wen Yingxue looked at Nie Chubai who was turning the tables and wanted to scratch his face, but looking at his handsome face, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

"Stop making trouble. Didn't we say we are going to Hantan Temple tomorrow? What if I can't get up?" Wen Yingxue continued to struggle.

"It's okay, if you can't get up I'll carry you."

In the end, Wen Yingxue was pressed on the bed and rubbed for a long time, and she was forced to tears by Nie Chubai.

After hearing the shouts of "good brother, good husband," Nie Chubai withdrew his hand contentedly. Licking his lips, he walked away contentedly.

Only Wen Yingxue was left, her eyes red, exhausted and she fell asleep.

The next day, Wen Yingxue felt so much pain in the two bumps on her chest that she gasped even when putting on clothes. She wanted to cry but had no tears, and could only curse Nie Chubai in her heart for being a beast.

"Miss, are there a lot of mosquitoes in the room at night? Why are there so many red spots on your neck?" Innocent Ai Ye asked a simple question.

Wen Yingxue gritted her teeth and said, "Yes! An extremely disgusting and smelly mosquito."

Ai Ye groaned and said, "Then I'll use more insect repellent grass to fumigate the house at night, and there will be no mosquitoes."

After changing into clothes that could cover the red spots on her neck, Wen Yingxue went to Wen Yuyan's residence.

"The Eighth Prince wants to see me? Really?" After hearing Wen Yingxue's words, Wen Yuyan immediately stood up, took Wen Yingxue's arm, and asked happily.

Wen Yingxue's face suddenly twisted. She gasped and pulled her arm away imperceptibly. She nodded, "It's true. Let's tell Aunt Yang right away that we should go to Hantan Temple. We'll make sure the Eighth Prince doesn't get too anxious waiting for us."

Wen Yuyan didn't notice that something was wrong with Wen Yingxue. She nodded, lifted her skirt and ran to find Aunt Yang.