"The more the better." Nanxuan naturally hoped for as much as possible, as there were so many soldiers on the border that no amount of food would be enough.
"Then we'll keep only enough for ourselves, and sell the rest to you," Fang Xiyue said after thinking for a moment.
"I have 100,000 taels of silver notes here. I don't know if it's enough. I'll give it to you first, and if it's not enough, I'll send you more later."
Nanxuan only had 10,000 taels of silver notes on him; the rest he had borrowed from Gong Yunxiao.
Because Gong Yunxiao had become Fang Xiyue's husband, the underlings confiscated all the silver notes belonging to Gong Yunxiao and his entire caravan to prevent them from escaping.
However, Gong Yunxiao had hidden 100,000 taels of silver notes in his personal clothing. He lent 90,000 taels to Nanxuan and kept 10,000 taels as a precaution.
"That's definitely not enough. Our mountain stronghold is as big as it is, and we have as much grain as we can. But I believe you won't renege on my debt. Once you're able to leave, I'll send someone to escort you back to the border and retrieve the silver notes along the way."
One hundred thousand taels is definitely not enough; it would take at least five million taels. Their granaries are truly overflowing with grain, and it's all high-quality rice.
"Thank you. If you need, I can also say so tonight..." Nan Xuan felt inexplicable and a little ashamed when he said this.
"No need. I'm getting married to the Third Master today. You should focus on recovering from your injury."
Fang Xiyue ran off as soon as she finished speaking; she still needed to change into her wedding dress.
Nanxuan was immediately deflated when she heard what Fang Xiyue said. She had only been married to him for one day and she had already taken her husband back. Was it because she hadn't performed well last night?
He really didn't do it on purpose, he didn't want to get hurt, he's very strong!
Nan Xuan clenched his fists angrily, but there was nothing he could do to stop Fang Xiyue from getting married. He could only listen to the commotion outside and feel heartbroken all by himself.
Although the marriage was just a ceremony, Fang Xiyue knew that the government would not recognize her relationship with them, and even their families would not acknowledge it.
The reason she wanted to get married was simply to have a process, a process of having experienced it was enough.
Besides, she has eight wedding dresses; it would be a waste not to wear them. The women in the village are really supportive of her; they probably want her to snatch eight husbands.
After a few rounds of drinks, Fang Xiyue returned to the bridal chamber. Song Yifan was neither tied up nor had his pressure points sealed. He sat obediently on the bed, mainly because he didn't dare to run away.
Offending the prince will not end well. Others may think that the prince is kind, but in reality, he is ruthless to the extreme!
"Don't be nervous, it will pass quickly. I'll let you go once I'm pregnant."
After Fang Xiyue finished explaining and completing the steps of lifting the veil and drinking the nuptial wine, she pressed Song Yifan down onto the bed.
Song Yifan was the type to accept things as they came, and since the facts couldn't be changed, he took the initiative and pinned Fang Xiyue down.
This was the first time Fang Xiyue had experienced this feeling, and she was very willing to cooperate because it made her feel more relaxed and less tired than before.
The next morning, Fang Xiyue got up rubbing her back, but Song Yifan dragged her back to do her morning exercises.
Having just tasted the forbidden fruit, Song Yifan couldn't control himself and tormented Fang Xiyue for another hour before letting her go. Moreover, he had an exceptionally strong ability to self-regulate and had now perfectly adapted to his role as the Third Master.
He got up to help Fang Xiyue get dressed, tied her hair, and washed her, doing everything he could for her.
"Yueyue, it's time for breakfast. Let's go out."
Song Yifan led Fang Xiyue out of the room, and then saw Gong Yunxiao standing outside with dark circles under his eyes.
Gong Yunxiao regretted it. He thought he had done the right thing and would be able to get a good night's sleep last night, but they kept him up all night and he couldn't sleep at all. He felt strange.
"Good morning, Your Highness." Song Yifan greeted Gong Yunxiao respectfully.
"Okay, okay." Gong Yunxiao was clearly not in a good mood.
"Let's go eat quickly, I'm starving."
Fang Xiyue pulled Gong Yunxiao and Song Yifan outside. They had a special place to eat, with several cooks preparing meals every day for the people of the mountain village to eat.
Of course, Fang Xiyue didn't forget to have someone send food to Nanxuan. Fang Xiyue ate her meal without a care in the world and didn't notice that the two men at the table were somewhat at odds.
"Your Highness, you personally delivered Yueyue into my hands, so why are you acting like this now?"
Just as Song Yifan was about to pick up a piece of meat for Fang Xiyue, Gong Yunxiao stopped him. Gong Yunxiao's action was completely subconscious, and he himself couldn't understand it.
"Can't I eat some too?" Gong Yunxiao picked up the piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
Song Yifan wasn't annoyed and picked up another piece, putting it into Fang Xiyue's bowl.
"Thank you, husband." Fang Xiyue looked at the meat in her bowl and thanked Song Yifan. Of the three husbands, the third one was the best to her. She felt that he really wanted to live with her.
However, she knew that it was all an illusion. He was probably trying to lower her guard so he could kill her in one fell swoop. She didn't believe that feelings could develop in just one night.
Finally, January arrived, and Nanxuan's injuries healed. This time, he returned to the border with a vast amount of grain.
Gong Yunxiao's team also arrived at the foot of the mountain. Fang Xiyue had said she would let them leave in a month, and she would keep her word.
She hadn't seen a doctor yet and wasn't sure if she was pregnant, but a month had passed and it was time to let them go.
If I don't get pregnant, I can always try to get her back. But after going through all this trouble for a month, if I still can't get pregnant, then there's probably something wrong with my body.
"Xi Yue, wait for me to come back..." Gong Yunxiao was about to tell Fang Xi Yue his heartfelt words, hoping that she would remember him and that he would come back to be with her for the rest of his life after he finished his business, but he did not expect that his words would be interrupted.
"Take care, both of you. We'll never meet again."
After Fang Xiyue finished speaking, she turned around and used her lightness skill to return to the mountain. She disliked this kind of farewell scene the most, but knowing that there was no result, there was no need to fantasize. She had to hurry up and check if she was pregnant.
Song Yifan touched his nose and laughed. It was really fun to see the prince get the short end of the stick. "Your Highness, let's go back quickly. To Yueyue, we are nothing more than tools for her to have children."
After finishing his sentence, Song Yifan mounted his horse, but the smile on his face vanished the moment he turned around. How could he not be sad? In just a few days, he had actually fallen for him.
Gong Yunxiao boarded the carriage, reluctantly lowering the curtain, wondering what the next meeting would be like.
Fang Xiyue returned to the mountain village and called a doctor to take her pulse. The old doctor said that she could only be sure if she was more than forty days pregnant, and told her not to rush.
Fang Xiyue thought that she really couldn't rush things. Even if she was pregnant, she didn't know when she conceived. So she decided to wait. Now that the man was gone, she could finally rest.
The people in the mountain village were very careful not to let Fang Xiyue do any strenuous work, in case she got pregnant and did heavy work, something bad might happen.
Fang Xiyue spent a very boring month like this, and the old doctor came to find her on his own without her having to call him.
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