Who among those who can become an official in the capital is not a shrewd person?
People speculated that the emperor might want to use An Changrui, otherwise why would he send his trusted Jinyiwei?
The movements of the Embroidered Uniform Guard are closely related to the emperor's thoughts.
The female members of the family were not allowed to toast, so when Chen Miaoyi saw Xiao Bijue sitting down to eat, she found an opportunity to slip away to the bridal chamber.
This An family is really weird. The yard for the bride to live in is actually the same one she lived in before.
In the past, Chen Miaoyi lived a secluded life and few people knew her. The maid on guard stopped her.
"Whose family are you from? What are you doing here?"
Chen Miaoyi straightened her clothes and took out the letter from her arms.
"I'm here to give the princess a gift. My last name is Chen."
Chen Miaoyi threw the letter to her and left. The maid would naturally go in to report.
"Princess, a woman named Chen came with a letter, saying she was here to give a gift."
"Chen?" Princess Kangning had already lifted her veil and was eating. When she heard this, she immediately realized who this person was. Without her, An Changrui wouldn't be able to marry her so soon.
But today is her big day, why is Chen Miaoyi here?
"Bring it here."
Princess Corning took the letter and opened it. There were only a few short words on it.
"Secret: No Heir"
Princess Kangning's hands trembled and the letter paper was about to fall to the ground. She forced herself to calm down.
Chen Miaoyi and An Changrui have been married for three years, so they must be aware of this aspect...
"Burn it and don't let anyone see it."
Princess Kangning comforted herself by saying that people in the capital were saying that Chen Miaoyi was infertile, and that this must be what Chen Miaoyi said to deceive her for money!
Let’s wait and see whether she can give birth!
The maid holding the envelope was knocked unconscious just as she was about to burn it. Xiao Bijue opened the envelope as expected.
He knew that there must be some conspiracy between these three companies!
Let him catch me red-handed today! This is getting more and more interesting. I didn’t expect the princess and her family to get involved.
Xiao Bijue opened the envelope confident of victory, but he didn't expect to see only a few short words.
"Secret: No more descendants"?
Whose secret? Chen Miaoyi's? Rumors were circulating in the capital that she was infertile and that was why An Tanhua had kicked her out.
Considering what Chen Miaoyi did after moving there, Xiao Bijue didn't think this was referring to her.
What's more, it doesn't make sense for her, a divorced woman, to tell her new wife that she can't have children!
Xiao Bijue burned the envelope and the ashes scattered on the ground.
I have a guess in my mind that the extinction mentioned above refers to him!
This realization made him feel even more incredible. The emperor knew that he was infertile, so he dared to use him with confidence.
But outsiders didn't know what the Princess's Mansion, An Tanhua, and Changping Marquis' Mansion were plotting, and where did the news of her infertility leak out.
Back at the banquet, Xiao Bijue found Chen Miaoyi very strange. She herself had been childless for three years, yet she had the nerve to pass on the news.
Even if Xiao Bijue would not have any offspring, what could they do?
Even if the three parties joined forces, they could not shake Xiao Bijue in the slightest.
A strange mistake was made.
The banquet was over, and Chen Miaoyi saw that Xiao Bijue was about to leave. She couldn't miss the opportunity to deepen his impression.
"Hey! Neighbor, what a coincidence! You're here for the feast too? Are you leaving soon? I didn't take a carriage today. Could you give me a ride?"
The subordinates behind Xiao Bijue were all stunned. How could someone dare to speak to the commander like that, and she was a woman...
"Can we take the carriage when we go out today?" Xiao Bijue asked. He didn't know what this woman was planning. What secrets did she want to spy on him this time?
"No, sir."
Xiao Bijue looked at her and said, "We don't have a carriage, only one horse. You'd better find a carriage yourself."
Of course Chen Miaoyi came here in a carriage, but now she can't sit.
It's just an NPC, so be thick-skinned if you want.
"Then can you give me a ride? We are all neighbors."
The way she looked up and smiled was somewhat similar to the one in her dream.
Could it be a beauty trap?
Xiao Bi Jue thought that if these people used the beauty trap, it would be too despicable. They actually sent an abandoned woman. Is he, Xiao Bi Jue, a slut?
"Come on up." He took the lead in mounting the horse, and with a sweep of his long arms, he pulled Chen Miaoyi onto the horse.
"drive!"
Before she could tell Dan Niang, the horse galloped away, her back pressed against his chest. Chen Miaoyi really wanted to look back.
"Miss!" Dan Niang shouted from behind, why did you leave? You didn't tell me about this before you came!
The October breeze was chilly, and Chen Miaoyi wondered if she should use a prop. But she only had one prop, and she couldn't use it unless the time was right.
"Whoa~" The horse stopped.
Chen Miaoyi looked back and only saw his excellent jawline.
The paper man became real, and Chen Miaoyi uncontrollably leaned forward and kissed him. Xiao Bijue tilted his head and kissed half of his lips.
"what you do!"
Xiao Bijue, who hates women, grabbed Chen Miaoyi's neck. It was indeed a beauty trap!
Chen Miaoyi was suddenly choked and couldn't breathe. You asked me what I was doing, but you just took your hand away and let me answer!
"System, system! Help, shock him!" Chen Miaoyi could only grab Xiao Bijue's hand, a look of pain on her face, and frantically called for help from the system in her heart.
Damn system, didn’t it say it would guarantee her life safety? She’s almost going crazy!
“Sizzle, sizzle—”
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