Chapter 9 She is narrow-minded and jealous
He has a pair of deep, fox-like eyes; few young girls can resist his tender, affectionate gaze.
If what he did today hadn't been so shameless and absurd, Meng Lingge might have really been lost in the illusion he created.
"Do whatever you want with me?" Meng Lingge sneered. "Should I tell you to commit suicide now to atone for your sins? Or should you go to the banquet right now, kneel down and repent?"
Choosing between these two options—one fatal, the other humiliating—is unacceptable to Guan Yi'an.
"Lingge! Don't go too far!" Guan Yi'an clenched his fists as if he had been greatly insulted. "I am your husband. What good does it do you to humiliate me like this? I beg you to stop making trouble. We've already been delayed for too long. If we stay any later, we'll miss the auspicious time. We've been preparing for our wedding for almost two months. Can you bear to give up like this?"
"When you were fooling around with Meng Huanyan in the room, did you ever think about how much of an insult you were to me? The wedding preparations have not been in vain. Prince Wen will be coming to pick me up soon, and you and your sweetheart should get out of my courtyard immediately!"
Meng Lingge's face hardened. "Put away your hypocritical mask. You're pleading for me now not because you know you've done wrong, but because you can't bear to part with my status and dowry. As for my choice to marry Prince Wen, it's not to spite you, but because I believe he is far more honest and outstanding than you. His family background and upbringing are something you can never catch up to in your entire life. With such a dragon among men in front of me, how could I possibly still look at a penniless piece of trash like you who dares to try to rise to the top through a woman?"
As the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family, she naturally knew what to say and what not to say.
They also understand the meaning of "killing someone by destroying their spirit."
For someone like Guan Yi'an, who grew up in a poor family and now became a top scholar in the imperial examination and an official, the thing he hates most is being talked about about his family background.
The more a person lacks something, the more they care about it.
His statement about trying to rise to the top through women directly tore away his fig leaf, exposing his most embarrassing and secretive side to the public eye.
Guan Yi'an looked at the cold woman in front of him. She still had her usual dignified and noble appearance, but her words were so cold and heartless. In that instant, he suddenly felt that he might have overestimated himself. Perhaps Meng Lingge really didn't love him.
If Meng Lingge still had feelings for him, she shouldn't have spoken so bluntly, and she shouldn't have stabbed him in the heart with every word.
Disappointment turned to uncontrollable rage. "Meng Lingge! You were the one who said we should break off the engagement, I haven't even agreed yet, and you're already talking about how outstanding a foolish prince is in front of me! You have no shame! Now I suspect you're not a virgin, that's why you dare not marry me and can only find a fool..."
"Slap!" Meng Lingge used all her strength to raise her hand and slap Guan Yi'an across the face.
"Get out of here!"
She discovered that Guan Yi'an was no ordinary person; he could constantly shatter her understanding of shamelessness and depravity.
It was clearly Guan Yi'an who had an affair on their wedding day, but now that she has broken off the engagement, he is unwilling to accept it and has slandered her as promiscuous.
These two mere sentences, if spread, could put a woman to death.
You have to be careful when talking to a man like that, or he'll throw mud at you.
Guan Yi'an covered her face, feeling both angry and helpless.
He was really unwilling to leave like this, but Meng Lingge wouldn't listen to reason or threats, and he was at his wit's end.
During the stalemate, Meng Huanyan slowly stepped out of the bridal sedan chair, covering her mouth in astonishment and exclaiming, "Oh dear, elder sister, how could you lay a hand on your husband? A man's reputation is of utmost importance! Where has your upbringing gone? Brother Yi'an, let me see, look, it's all swollen, let me rub it for you..."
Dressed like a butterfly, she squeezed between the two, gently scolded Meng Lingge, and then snuggled up to Guan Yi'an, touching and rubbing his face.
Guan Yi'an disliked her affected manner, which resembled that of a courtesan, but considering the humiliation Meng Lingge had caused him, and the fact that Meng Huanyan was now throwing herself into his arms to save him, he coldly embraced Meng Huanyan tightly.
"Your sister is angry with you and me. I've already told her she's the wife and you're the concubine, but she's still narrow-minded and jealous. If she were half as sensible as you, I wouldn't have to worry about her."
"Husband, my elder sister is not like me. She cares about her reputation and can't bring herself to do it. Why don't you just carry her into the bridal sedan chair? After she's in the sedan chair, I'll talk to her for you. Husband, don't say that a grown man like you can't even catch a young woman?"
She flirted and teased him, while also offering advice to Guan Yi'an.
In truth, Meng Lingge wouldn't have to get married; becoming the principal wife from a concubine would have been the best thing for her. But now Guan Yi'an was unwilling to give up and was refusing to leave. She worried that if this went on too long, even she wouldn't be able to get married.
Only then did she arrive laughing and joking to defuse the situation. In any case, Meng Lingge's words and slap today had already broken Guan Yi'an's heart. Even if she married into the Guan family, Guan Yi'an would still be angry with her and wouldn't let her have an easy time.
Guan Yi'an has brought about twenty people, including the sedan chair bearers and his close subordinates. Meng Lingge only brought a few maids. The others are waiting outside the courtyard. As long as they don't make too much noise and are fast enough, they can indeed catch Meng Lingge and put her in the sedan chair.
Guan Yi'an knew this was inappropriate, but he was now in a bind. If he didn't marry Meng Lingge, the status of the prime minister's son-in-law and Meng Lingge's astonishing dowry would no longer belong to him, and he would become nothing more than gossip for others.
Moreover, Meng Lingge is so arrogant today. If I don't marry her and bring her into the household to keep her in check, it will be hard to quell my resentment.
With a dark look in his eyes, he pushed Meng Huanyan aside and then reached out to grab Meng Lingge.
"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences. You're getting married today, whether you like it or not!"
Meng Huanyan stood aside watching the show, and casually instructed her stunned subordinates: "What are you standing there for? Help the groom help the bride into the bridal sedan chair?"
Guan Yi'an's men realized what was happening and quickly gathered around. The sedan chair bearers, however, hesitated. They were just trying to earn a meager living and didn't want to get into serious trouble over this.
Even before Guan Yi'an made his move, Meng Lingge had already swiftly dodged. Several maids behind her bravely stood in front of her, blocking Guan Yi'an while shouting for their young mistress to run.
Meng Lingge was not panicked. This was her Meng family's territory. Guan Yi'an wanted to take her away on her own turf. He was dreaming!
There are guards hidden in the mansion. Although most of them may have gone to the banquet today, there should still be guards on duty in her courtyard. They will definitely show up if she is in danger.
What she needs to do now is stay away from that beast Guan Yi'an and avoid any contact with him to prevent him from using this as an excuse to cause trouble and ruin her reputation.
Guan Yi'an clung to her like a persistent ghost, and just as she was about to be caught by him, Meng Lingge felt a surge of hatred and prepared to turn around and slap him again, making both sides of his face look even more striking.
A commotion erupted outside the courtyard gate. A figure, as agile as a leopard, darted forward. Before anyone could see his face clearly, he rammed into Guan Yi'an's abdomen, sending Guan Yi'an flying.
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