"Is it your idea or someone else's?" He Zheng's eyes were even colder than usual, and his aura was so powerful that it made people breathless.
He Huaixuan felt a chill down his spine and realized that he had made a mistake.
After hearing what Qin Yurong said, he came here as if possessed by a spirit, and discussed with his father to give Qin Yurong forty-eight more loads of betrothal gifts, adding to the original thirty-two loads, making a total of eighty loads.
Of course, these 48 loads of betrothal gifts had to come from my father’s private treasury.
Facing He Zheng's cold and hard face, although his expression was very calm, it made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
He Huaixuan couldn't help but shudder, deeply regretting that he had believed Qin Yurong's lies.
He Zheng's eyes remained unchanged, and his tone was cold: "Answer me."
He Huaixuan felt as if someone was strangling him, and he hurriedly replied: "Father, yes, Rong'er asked me to do this."
"My son had no choice but to do it. He never had such thoughts."
"Since you don't have such a shameless idea, then don't mention it." He Zheng was merciless.
brazen……
He Huaixuan's face was like an overturned palette, with blue and red mixed together. He said obscurely: "My son knows his mistake."
He hung his head, feeling like he had lost all dignity.
The culprit behind all this is——
When he returned to the room, Qin Yurong asked him anxiously as soon as he entered the room: "Is it done?"
There was also a bowl of pregnancy-maintaining medicine on the table, and Qin Yurong planned to let it cool down and drink it.
The greed in her eyes almost became real, which made He Huaixuan feel extremely disgusted. For a moment, he thought she was extremely ugly and vulgar.
And he actually bowed to his father for such a woman, feeling so ashamed that he had no face to show.
Unable to suppress the rage in his heart any longer, He Huaixuan overturned the table, spilling the bowl of pregnancy-preserving medicine.
"Brother Huaixuan, what are you doing? Why are you so angry?"
He Huaixuan said viciously: "Father refused, and it was you who made me embarrassed."
"Qin Yurong, are you with me just for the sake of wealth and glory? Do you like me as a person or do you want the position of the Crown Prince's wife?"
For a moment, Qin Yurong was speechless.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, He Huaixuan felt even more upset.
After a moment, Qin Yurong's tears fell and she hugged his arms, "Brother Huaixuan, how could you think of me like this?"
"Of course I like you as a person. It has nothing to do with the Crown Prince's wife or the glory and wealth."
"Even if you have nothing in the future, Brother Huaixuan, Rong'er will still love you and will always be by your side."
Only then did He Huaixuan calm down.
However, Qin Yurong now would never have expected that her words would come true in the future.
He Huaixuan and Qin Yurong's wedding was hastily arranged, and many procedures were skipped, probably because they felt it was embarrassing, so they only invited close relatives of the He family to attend the wedding banquet.
After the newlyweds pay their respects to heaven and earth, they also have to toast the guests.
"I don't know what the prince is thinking. He wants to marry a woman like this as his principal wife. Which noble lady would marry him as a concubine in the future? He is cutting off his own path."
"She had a bad background. If she had been beautiful and kind-hearted, that would have been fine. But she turned out to be a vicious woman who had an affair before marriage, stole someone else's fiancé, and murdered the legitimate daughter."
"I think the prince has completely lost his mind."
The guests were talking about it, and what they said was not very good, and they were not optimistic about the two people's marriage.
He Huaixuan's face looked very ugly, and his smile became more and more stiff, and he couldn't even force one out.
In his previous life, when he married Jiang Qingyao, everyone praised him, saying that the bride was as beautiful as a fairy, gentle and charming, and every move was generous and appropriate, and they envied his good fortune.
What more could a man ask for if he has a wife like this?
Why is it that things are completely different now that someone else has taken over?
I have mixed feelings and it's not a good feeling.
Jiang Qingyao also came at the invitation and took a seat.
When the newlyweds were toasting, Qin Yurong came to Jiang Qingyao and said, "I'm pregnant, so I can't drink alcohol. I'll have tea instead."
She gave the maid next to her a look, and the maid handed her the teacup.
The tea was smoking.
"Oops." Qin Yurong accidentally slipped and the tea was about to spill on Jiang Qingyao.
Fortunately, Jiang Qingyao was quick-witted and used a plate to block it, and the scalding tea spilled onto Qin Yurong's heart.
"Ah!" she screamed from the burn.
He Huaixuan's face turned pale and he shouted angrily: "Jiang Qingyao!"
He Zheng had already walked over quickly, his tall figure blocking He Huaixuan's sight, and there was a cold warning in his narrow eyes.
The fierce murderous aura pressed down on him, and He Huaixuan's throat tightened. He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and never dared to get angry at Jiang Qingyao again.
He Zheng turned sideways and asked Jiang Qingyao, "Are you burned?"
Jiang Qingyao met his gaze and said softly, "No, I'm very smart."
"Yeah." He Zheng glanced at her body and found that there was indeed not a drop of water on her.
Suddenly turning around, his sharp eyes fell on He Huaixuan, "Your new wife is so clumsy, don't take her to toast, so as not to hurt others."
These words made Qin Yurong seem like a loser who couldn't even make a toast.
How ruthless.
Jiang Qingyao thought to herself that the Marquis of Anguo had a really vicious tongue.
It makes people feel comfortable when listening to it, and they like to listen to it and talk more about it.
He Huaixuan now realized that Qin Yurong had deliberately slipped her hand in order to burn Jiang Qingyao. This little trick would certainly not escape the attention of the people around them.
With a sullen face, he pushed and dragged Qin Yurong back to her room and told her not to come out.
Qin Yurong's heart was burning red and painful, and she couldn't stop crying.
Without Qin Yurong, Jiang Qingyao felt that the air seemed much fresher and she enjoyed her food more.
After a moment, He Siyu came to her side and said, "Sister Qingyao, you didn't see that the tea almost spilled on you. Uncle San was so nervous that he knocked over the cup next to him."
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