Chapter 162 The Scheming Boy 5
She lay in bed for a long time, lost in thought, but couldn't come up with a solution.
As sleepiness overcame her late at night, she drifted off to sleep.
When she woke up the next day, she indeed had dark circles under her eyes. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. Chun'er paused as she combed her hair. "Is Miss still troubled by what happened yesterday?"
“Well, Chun’er, I don’t want to marry Young Master Lin.” Xu Qiuqiu yawned. Seeing Chun’er’s puzzled look, she thought of an explanation. “I really liked him before, but after meeting Young Master Shen yesterday, I suddenly realized that I don’t necessarily have to marry Young Master Lin. I don’t want to marry someone who doesn’t like me. When it comes to matters of the heart, I still want mutual affection.”
Xu Qiuqiu admired herself for making falling in love sound so elegant and unconventional.
However, her main purpose in saying this was simply to let Chun'er know that she had given up on Lin Yexuan.
To everyone's surprise, Chun'er was quite happy to hear this. "I'm so glad that Miss can understand."
She had long been fed up with that young master Lin. He ignored her and sometimes even mocked her. If it weren't for the fact that her mistress liked him, she would have cursed him long ago.
Chun'er said regretfully, "It's just that Miss realized this too late. If Miss had proposed marriage and then broken off the engagement, he would probably have had to find a length of white silk to hang himself."
"Is it that serious?" Xu Qiuqiu was somewhat surprised to hear Chun'er's words. No wonder Ning Wenxiu wouldn't let her break off the engagement.
Chun'er nodded. "Unless he's thick-skinned and doesn't care what others say."
Xu Qiuqiu thought to herself, "Actually, the male lead is quite shameless. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to drug Chen Nishang directly, shamelessly throw himself at her, and then come back to the original female lead after being abandoned."
She beckoned to Chun'er, "Chun'er, come here, I have something I want to tell you."
Chun'er went over as instructed. Hearing her mistress's words, she nodded and said, "Don't worry, mistress, I will take care of it."
The following day was the wedding day.
The Prime Minister's residence was adorned with red silk, and court officials who were on good terms with Ning Wenxiu came to offer their congratulations.
When the bridal sedan chair arrived at the gate of the mansion, Lin Yexuan got off the sedan chair with a displeased expression. He did not want to marry Ning Qiu at all, but he had no choice but to marry her. He cursed her as a despicable person in his heart, and would rather drown himself than have her save him.
He noticed that Ning Qiu was wearing a veil beside him, which puzzled him, but he didn't dwell on it and followed her inside to complete the wedding ceremony.
At this moment, Xu Qiuqiu was having breakfast in the courtyard, her face covered with red spots. In order to avoid the wedding ceremony with the male lead, she had told Ning Wenxiu last night that she had a rash on her face and had to wear a veil.
She had Chun'er find a woman whose figure resembled hers, and she used modern makeup techniques to make her eyebrows and eyes look somewhat similar to hers. She also wore a veil so that no one could tell the difference.
Now she was free, and since all the servants had gone to the front hall, no one noticed her.
At noon, Chun'er returned with the woman who had impersonated her for the wedding ceremony, and they quickly exchanged clothes.
Xu Qiuqiu put on a veil and went to the front hall to greet the guests. After all, she couldn't let the secret slip, so she still had to show her face and say a few words.
As soon as she arrived at the front hall, a group of women asked her to drink two glasses. She had a headache because she wasn't the original female lead, and her alcohol tolerance was too high; she would pass out after just one drink.
Chen Nishang stopped her from drinking and said to the group of women, "Little Qiu has a rash and shouldn't drink alcohol, so I'll drink two cups for her."
Seeing Chen Nishang help her out of the predicament and drink with the jovial crowd, Xu Qiuqiu sighed, "No wonder she's the original female lead's best friend, their relationship is really strong."
The noise didn't gradually subside until evening. Xu Qiuqiu felt exhausted. Was getting married really this tiring?
One group of people left and another group came; she felt like her bones were about to fall apart.
Chen Nishang patted her shoulder, "Are you alright?"
Xu Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief. "It's nothing."
She looked closely at the woman in front of her. She had a heroic appearance, with her long black hair tied up high, arched eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a long robe and a belted waist. She was also half a head taller than her.
Xu Qiuqiu's eyes lit up; she was in love with this cool older sister!
Chen Nishang got goosebumps from her gaze. "Don't look at me like that, it's scary."
"Sorry, I just thought Sister Ni Chang looked especially beautiful today." Xu Qiuqiu withdrew her gaze.
Upon hearing this, Chen Nishang breathed a sigh of relief and congratulated her, saying, "Congratulations, Xiao Qiu, on winning the heart of your beauty."
Xu Qiuqiu chuckled twice but did not reply.
It's better to just mention it; whoever wants this beauty can have her, she doesn't want her.
She glanced at Chen Nishang again. Such a handsome older sister, it's a pity she's going to be defiled by the male lead.
The night was slightly cool. A tea set was placed on an exquisitely carved sandalwood table. Shen Yuchen was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, exuding an elegant and otherworldly air. His beautiful eyes were somewhat vacant, and his slender fingers were playing with a jade pendant in his hand.
Hearing footsteps, he immediately snapped back to reality and looked towards the doorway. Qingsong walked in.
Shen Yuchen asked him somewhat anxiously, "Is there any news?"
Upon hearing this, Qingsong's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. "I've found out that Miss Ningqiu is the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family, and she doesn't live far from the Grand Commandant's residence..."
"Have you married?" Shen Yuchen interrupted him, not wanting to hear him ramble on.
Qingsong stammered, "I wasn't married yet yesterday..."
"What do you mean by that?" Shen Yuchen's face hardened, and he began to feel uneasy, his fingers unconsciously clenching.
"Today is the day Miss Ningqiu is marrying her husband..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud bang, the sandalwood table shattered, and the tea set on the table fell to the ground, causing the room temperature to drop several degrees.
Qingsong was somewhat frightened; he had never seen the young master so angry before.
At this moment, Shen Yuchen's face was terribly gloomy, and he said, word by word, "What did you say?"
Qingsong's voice trembled slightly, "Miss Ningqiu is marrying today..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yuchen raised his voice, "Enough!"
Despite his shock, Qingsong still asked with concern, "Young master, are you alright?"
"go out!"
Qingsong shut his mouth. Seeing the young master's gloomy face, he had no choice but to go out and close the door.
He had just closed the door when he heard an even louder, deafening sound of things being smashed coming from inside.
It seemed especially frightening in the quiet night.
Even after Shen Yuchen had smashed everything he could in the room, he still couldn't calm down.
How could she possibly marry a man?
He should be her husband!
His heart felt like it was being clenched, and anger and a feeling of suffocation filled every cell of his body, making him unable to control his violent tendencies.
He now desperately wants to kill the husband she married.
I touched his face, I looked at his face, how can I marry someone else?
His eyes began to redden. She was his; how could she not want him? How could she marry someone else? He clutched the jade pendant in his hand, and resentment and jealousy welled up inside him.
Yes, she belongs to him, and no one can take her away from him!
Today is their wedding day, and they can't let that man touch his Qiuqiu.
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