Whose Royal Consort is Cheating?

The Prime Minister's eldest daughter was betrothed to the powerful and influential Prince Reverent!

This should have been a great joyous occasion, but one was a famously ugly and useless ...

Chapter Sixty-Two: Qian Bowen Insists on Coming Over

"Silly child, don't cry. You heard Doctor Hua say that as long as you find the people from Medicine King Valley, your face can be healed. The most important thing for you now is to keep a good mood." Seeing Youxue cry, the old lady felt that the child was sensible. The more sensible she was, the more her heart ached for her.

"Grandmother..." Qian Youxue sobbed and threw herself into her grandmother's arms, bursting into tears.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the door. It was none other than the original owner's birth mother, Madam Su.

Qian Bowen insisted on visiting Qian Youxue, and Granny Wu pleaded on his behalf. Unable to resist her son's pleas, Madam Su had no choice but to come with her entourage. At the door, she listened to Lianxin recount what had happened, her face unable to conceal her anger.

Before, she wouldn't interfere, but that wretched girl always came to cause trouble. Now that she's decided to step up and take charge, that wretched girl still dares to cause trouble. The old lady's twenty strokes of the cane were too lenient; she should beat that girl to death.

He stepped into the house, walked up to the old lady, and bowed slightly: "Greetings, Mother!"

"Bowen greets Grandmother!" Qian Bowen gave his grandmother a deep bow, then quickly turned his gaze to his older sister on the bed.

This was the first time Qian Youxue had seen her younger brother. The boy before her was as thin as a rake, and although his features were exquisitely delicate, his face was deathly pale. This sickly young man was the only descendant of the Qian family.

She suddenly felt sorry for the Qian family. In a den of wolves like the Qian family, even if no one tried to harm her, would her body be able to live to the day of her wedding?

"Sister, how is your injury?" Qian Bowen boldly stepped forward and looked at his sister with concern.

Qian Youxue met those black and white eyes, which looked almost exactly like the original owner's. Equally beautiful, equally bright and clear, with a unique innocence emanating from them. Those pure eyes made her feel a certain fondness for this younger brother.

"Youxue, didn't you hear what your brother said?" Madam Su was very dissatisfied with her daughter's attitude towards her son, but as soon as she said it, she regretted it.

The old lady was initially pleased that Madam Su's attitude towards Youxue had changed, but upon seeing Madam Su's attitude, her face immediately darkened.

Seeing this, Qian Bowen also became somewhat displeased. He took out a box from his person and handed it to his sister: "These are the pills that Mother gave me before. She said they can strengthen the body. Remember to take them, sister."

Um!

Qian Youxue nodded, a smile appearing on her face. She secretly glanced at her mother and saw anger in her eyes.

The extent to which her mother favored boys over girls was so extreme that it chilled her to the bone.

"Alright, you can all go back now. Let Youxue get some rest!" The old lady really didn't want Youxue to be sad because of Su Shi, so she simply told them to leave.

“Mother is right, Bowen, let’s go back first.” Madam Su didn’t want to stay here for long at all, as if Youxue was a plague god and the farther away she was, the better.

Qian Bowen hadn't even had a chance to say a few words to his sister before he had to leave. He was very unwilling, but seeing his grandmother there, he didn't dare to say anything. He could only obediently bow and leave with his mother.

Watching the mother and son leave, Qian Youxue felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

The old lady saw through Qian Youxue's thoughts and held her hand tenderly, comforting her, "No matter what happens, just remember that your grandmother will always be on your side."

"Thank you, Grandmother!" Qian Youxue gratefully tightened her grip on the hand being held, the shadow in her heart still lingering.

Before long, the old lady left with the servants. Qian Youxue paced back and forth on the bed for a while, only coming to her senses when she saw the two maids walk to the bedside.