How frustrated he is.
"Your Highness." Jiang Jin's eyes were filled with tears. "Miss Yan is still married, and you brought her to your bedroom. This is against the rules."
Qi Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's against the rules? Miss Yan has bathed me before."
"Qi Qingchen!" Yan Shiyao threw a soft pillow at him, and the tips of her ears felt hot. "You are stupid. You peed on the bed..."
Before she could finish, Qi Qingchen suddenly appeared in front of her, held her neck, bent down and kissed her lips.
Yan Shiyao pinched Qi Qingchen's waist angrily, looking somewhat desperate.
How come he followed her madly?
"Yan Shiyao, if you mention it again next time, I will never let you go." The man grabbed her hands and lowered his voice.
"Ah!" Feeling grievance surged in Yan Shiyao's heart, she sobbed and growled uncontrollably.
Qi Qingchen frowned, wiped the tears from her face, and said helplessly, "It would be better if you didn't mention it."
"Get lost." Yan Shiyao slapped his hand away, sobbing softly.
Jiang Jin looked at them in a daze, wanting to kick Yan Shiyao out of the house without caring about anything.
"My queen, let's go out." Zhu Qing caressed her back with concern.
Jiang Jin bit her lips tightly, holding back tears.
Zhu Qing gently wiped the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief, and mustered up the courage to say, "Your Highness, the Concubine has a stomachache."
Qi Qingchen glanced at Jiang Jin impatiently. The latter covered his bulging belly and groaned, with a look of extreme pain on his face.
"Why do I feel uncomfortable?" The man, who was already irritable, became even more irritable.
Jiang Jin bent over and pretended to be in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
"Wu An." Qi Qingchen called out to the outside of the palace, "Take Concubine Jin to see the doctor."
Jiang Jin lowered her head, tears rolling in her eyes, and let Wu An take her out of the hall.
Zhu Qing pursed her lips. She originally thought that His Highness would be anxious to carry the concubine to see the doctor.
…
It was almost evening when Yan Shiyao arrived at the Prime Minister's Residence.
Bixiang Garden.
Yan Shiyao bit her lip and looked at the man who was particularly attentive to her, her mind a little confused for a moment.
"Ayao, where did you go today? Why did you come back so late?" Xuan Yanyu said in a gentle voice.
Yan Shiyao lowered her eyes and looked at the dishes the man brought with the serving chopsticks without saying a word.
She was dragged by Qi Qingchen to have a meal at the Third Prince's Mansion today, and now she didn't want to eat at all.
Xuan Yanyu didn't care whether she answered or not. He turned his gaze to Yan Yuning and said with a smile, "Ayao, I want to take you to visit my hometown."
Yan Yuning ignored the burning gaze and lowered her head to eat absentmindedly.
Yan Shiyao closed her eyes. What was supposed to come finally came. She began to give up on Ningning and coax her, but why did it come so much earlier?
She had no ability to fight him, nor did she dare to kill him, otherwise, King Xuan would not let go of their Prime Minister's Mansion, and Emperor Qi would do the same as she saw, and would give their Prime Minister's Mansion to King Xuan without hesitation to calm his anger.
If she refused him again, she didn't know what would happen to him, so she had no choice but to agree.
It would be nice to marry him. He has a noble status and she doesn't have to worry about other people's feelings. He is also good-looking. When the time comes, she will find a way to have a child with him.
Even if he still ignores her in the future, she doesn't need to be afraid, Yan Shiyao comforted and convinced herself over and over again in her heart.
"Okay, Brother Yu, when can we go and have a look?" Yan Shiyao forced a smile.
Xuan Yanyu looked at her sideways, tapping the teacup with his slender fingers, "Ayao, when do you want to go?"
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