Seeing Yan Shiyao's angry expression, Qi Qingchen said in advance, "Dr. Yan said that I can't get angry. You can't make me angry."
Yan Shiyao walked around behind him without saying a word and pinched his shoulders.
"Yan Shiyao!" Qi Qingchen turned his head and glared at her.
Yan Shiyao said nothing and obediently "massaged his shoulders."
Qi Qingchen gritted his teeth and said, "Go, go and have a rest. I don't need you to pinch me anymore."
Yan Shiyao smiled at Qi Qingchen, then walked back to the couch and lay down without saying a word.
Qi Qingchen rubbed his aching shoulder, pulled over the quilt and lay down on the bed depressedly.
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When the two days were up, Yan Shiyao left the Third Prince's Mansion without even saying hello to Qi Qingchen. When Qi Qingchen saw Yan Shiyao returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he left the Mansion right after she left without even having breakfast.
Along the way, Yan Shiyao heard the small vendors on both sides of the street saying that the Third Prince's wife loved him so much that she took care of the injured Third Prince every day before she even got married. She was truly infatuated.
When did Qi Qingchen have the third prince’s wife?
No, the one who takes care of the injured Third Prince every day, is it her? ?
What nonsense is this?
Didn’t Qi Qingchen say that the people in his mansion wouldn’t spread the news?
Yan Shiyao walked to a stall selling hairpins and asked with a smile, "Your Highness the Third Prince, don't you still have a wife? Why are people saying that the Third Prince's wife is taking care of Your Highness? If Your Highness the Third Prince knew about this, it would ruin His Highness's reputation."
"Miss, His Majesty the Emperor has issued an edict that the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the third prince will be married. Everyone in the capital knows about it. How come you don't know?"
The peddler looked at Yan Shiyao. The clothes she was wearing looked gorgeous, like the daughter of some wealthy family. How could he not know?
Yan Shiyao was so angry that her head was about to explode. She didn't go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but went back to the Third Prince's Mansion.
The Third Prince’s Mansion.
When Yan Shiyao arrived, there was only Jiang Jin with a grim look on his face, but no sign of Qi Qingchen.
"Where is Qi Qingchen?" Yan Shiyao's face looked even uglier than Jiang Jin's.
"Princess, your Highness has gone to pay his respects to His Majesty," the maid hurriedly replied.
They also learned early in the morning that Miss Yan had been promised to their Highness by the Emperor Qi.
Although the princess has not yet married into the palace, His Majesty the Emperor has already issued an edict and the date has been set, so it is in accordance with the rules to change the wording now.
Even Miss Yan's betrothal gift was personally delivered to the Prime Minister's Mansion by the eunuch close to His Majesty the Emperor Qi, which gave enough face to the Prime Minister's Mansion and Miss Yan. It can be seen how satisfied His Majesty the Emperor Qi was with this marriage.
Moreover, His Highness has been pampering Miss Yan in every way these days.
Jiang Jin glared at the maid. Is she learning how to please Yan Shiyao?
Yan Shiyao bit her cheek and said, "Call me Miss Yan."
Qi Qingchen is such a villain!!!
I regret it so much that I want to vomit. If I had known earlier, I would have asked Qi Qingchen to lock Xuan Yanyu up in the governor's office!
Now that Xuan Yanyu's identity is revealed, isn't it that he will go to Xuanzhao to settle down?
It's much better than marrying Qi Qingchen and becoming his principal wife!!
"Miss Yan." The maidservant listened to Yan Shiyao very much. When she asked her to call her Miss Yan, she did so.
Yan Shiyao calmed herself down, sat on the sandalwood chair, and waited for Qi Qingchen.
A few maids with good eyesight came forward, poured tea, massaged shoulders and said some nice words.
Jiang Jin was watching from the side and felt so angry that his stomach started aching.
Yan Shiyao was too lazy to say another word to these maids and kept a sullen face the whole time.
"Miss Yan, have some fruit." The maid took the peeled lychees and handed them to Yan Shiyao's mouth with a smile.
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