Chapter 104 I would rather be a poor man’s wife than a concubine of a rich family!
It was once a floating dream, and then it would sink into oblivion overnight.
When Xiyan woke up, Xiao Nanyue was no longer in the room.
Xiyan sat up with her hand on her forehead. The dull pain in her body, as if it was being crushed, showed the madness of last night.
When her fingertips suddenly touched the hard object beside the pillow, she was stunned for a moment - it turned out to be an exquisite brocade box with dark patterns.
In a trance, he recalled that Xiao Nanyan pushed her against the bedside last night and whispered in a hoarse voice:
"Tomorrow, I'll give you a gift."
The moment the lid of the box was opened, light poured out like the Milky Way, illuminating the entire tent with brilliance.
Xiyan's heart skipped a beat. The object in the box, lying quietly on the brocade cushion with twelve rainbow-colored rays flowing and intertwined, wasn't it the South China Sea Pearl that she and Manluo risked their lives to steal?
Xiao Nanyue, do you want to give Dongzhu to her?
The warm Dongzhu was placed in her palm, and the surface of the pearl was shimmering with water, as if the vast starlight was crushed in this small space, which made her eyes burn for a moment.
"Xiyan!"
Manluo's voice, carried by the wind, knocked open the carved door. When her skirt swept over the threshold, Xiyan had quickly put the Dongzhu into the box and hid it under the pillow.
"Manluo, why are you here?" Xiyan quickly regained her composure.
"The evil spirit has been occupying you all day long. Now that he's gone, I'll quickly fill the vacancy!"
As she spoke, Manluo pulled a chair and sat down beside the couch with a smile on her face, supporting her chin with her elbow, twirling a strand of black hair with her fingertips, and looking Xiyan up and down.
Seeing her wake up, Manluo approached mischievously:
"The battle was quite intense last night. The noise you two made kept us going for most of the night. Your Highness is in great shape!"
The quilt slipped off her shoulders, and Xiyan hurriedly hugged it tightly, her pretty face flushed.
"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Manluo laughed foolishly, then said:
"Did you know that the prince visited the Regent's Palace three times in the past few days?"
"Helian Feng? What is he doing here?"
Manluo blinked and deliberately lengthened her tone:
"Of course I came to visit you, and I brought some valuable medicine... But I was blocked at the gate by the prince's men, and they refused to see me for various reasons. Tsk tsk, it seems the prince cares about you quite a bit. Tell me, when did you hook up with him?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Xiyan's almond-shaped eyes were filled with anger as she scolded in a low voice.
Manluo reached out and poked her burning cheek, sighing in a half-truthful tone:
"Your injury this time is truly a blessing in disguise. Look at how you've been treated these past few days, eating and sleeping with the prince. Who knows, maybe in a few days, the evil spirit will take you as his concubine! For someone like us, being able to climb this high branch is a blessing earned through several lifetimes of hard work!"
Xiyan's face froze slightly. After a while, she said in a cold voice:
"This blessing is given to you, do you want it?"
Manluo covered her lips and smiled:
"Yes, why not? It's better than fighting and killing! But even if I want it, he won't look down on me!"
As she spoke, she glanced at Xi Yan with a funny look on her face:
"You, you! You're already his. If you become his concubine, you don't have to be such a death warrior anymore. Just stay with him for a year or two, give him a child, and you'll have a life of wealth and glory for the rest of your life. Why, you still don't want to do anything?"
"I don't want to!"
Xiyan suddenly looked up, the shyness in her eyes had long since faded away, and her eyes seemed like the edge of a sword tempered with ice.
Manluo's smile froze on her face:
"Why? This is your best way out!"
"I'd rather be a poor man's wife than a concubine of a rich family!" Xi Yan said faintly:
"I know I'm not worthy of the prince, and I never thought about being with him forever. I think it won't be long before he gets tired of me. Manluo, do you know? From the day he brought me back to Tianqi to become a death squad, my life has been out of my control."
"Don't you like him?" Manluo asked persistently.
Xiyan lowered her eyes, her gaze drifting towards the palace gate. After a long while, she sighed softly:
"He is our master. I can clearly tell the difference between us. It's not a matter of liking or disliking him. Between him and me, there is no room for me to say a word, whether I am willing or not..."
Before he finished speaking, outside the palace gate, the corner of a black robe suddenly flashed, bringing with it a cold silver light. A hint of cold plum fragrance filled the air, and then there was no movement.
Manluo's expression changed:
"Oh no, it's the evil spirit!"
Xi Yan gently loosened the corner of the quilt, slowly picked up the coat beside the couch, and put it on slowly, with a mist in her eyes:
"It's pointless, it's better to hear it!"
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