Chapter 11 That's Not Your Concubine



He stood up, jumped, and rushed to the shore, his movements were graceful and smooth, yet also carried a hint of eagerness.

She lazily leaned on the deck, gazing at the man's disappearing figure from afar, the corners of her rosy lips curled up coldly. It turned out that this heartless, brutal and perverted man also had things he cared about.

That woman must be the legendary Yuecheng's most beautiful woman, Dong Qing'er, right? These past few days, Yingtao had been nagging a lot in front of her, and she had also roughly understood some things about this body and Yongnan Wang Yue Nanchen. Knowing yourself and the enemy will lead to victory in every battle, which has always been her motto.

Looking up, she saw that it was getting late. Thinking of her date with Ying, Lan Shuiyao rowed the boat to the shore and hurried out of the house.

Yue Nanchen wanted to reach out and grab the running figure, but in the end she didn't have the courage. She once said that she hated the blood on his hands, and every time he touched her, she would vomit.

With a flash of his figure, he rushed in front of her, opened his arms coldly, and blocked her way.

The woman slowly raised her head, and her incomparable and gentle face bloomed in front of him.

In the soft moonlight, she sparkles with a glittering color, dazzling like a diamond. Her beauty lies in the fact that she is like a warm breeze blowing across the spring fields, gentle and soothing, or a shooting star across the dark night sky, bright and peaceful.

Yue Nanchen stared at this face for a long time. He didn't expect that after seeing it for the first time in three years, his heart still couldn't help but beat violently. It was ridiculous that his hands never trembled and sweated like this when he killed people, but he was so panicked for a figure he had been expecting.

"Since you're here, why do you leave without saying anything?" He spoke in a low voice, his voice extremely hoarse.

She raised her head slightly, just right

The arc outlined the gentleness and brightness of the warm sun, and the faint smile reflected the clear light like crystal. "You are busy, aren't you? I was reckless and barged in like before."

Her smile was warm, but her words stabbed his heart like a knife.

"I've said before, the door of my Yong'an Palace is always open to you. You can come anytime!" Yue Nanchen smiled bitterly.

"Thank you, Nanchen!" She spoke softly, then turned her head to look at the plants and trees in the palace, "This place has hardly changed..." She turned her face to look at him, "You too, are still as cruel as before!"

Yue Nanchen was startled, then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "But you have changed..." He stretched out his hand, and his white and powerful fingers stretched out to the air and then retracted, "Your long hair is gone, and you have tied your hair into a bun!"

The bun suits her gentle figure very well, and the tenderness between her eyebrows seems to be growing stronger.

Dong Qing'er turned her face away, as if she was unwilling to say these things, "The Queen Mother asked me to come. She is very worried about you. The sins of killing in you are getting heavier and heavier. The Queen Mother is very worried about you!"

Yue Nanchen was stunned, her beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed, and a hint of mockery burst out of her eyes, "You think so too, don't you?"

Dong Qing'er was silent and just looked at him quietly.

"She was the one who tore us apart. On one hand, she hoped for peace in the world, and on the other hand, she despised everything I had done for the entire Yue Dynasty. She even wanted to destroy my happiness. Sometimes I really want to know if I am her biological child!"

Dong Qing'er felt sorry for the hatred in his words, "It's not what you think. The Queen Mother has always cared about you. She saw all you did, but you killed someone.

The way...”

"The person is dead anyway, why should we care how he died? She is just being falsely compassionate and hypocritical!" Yue Nanchen waved his sleeves coldly and turned his back to her.

Dong Qing'er sighed, "It's been three years, and you're still so stubborn! Don't hate the Queen Mother. It was me who insisted on marrying Cheng Ning, and it had nothing to do with the Queen Mother!"

She paused, "Chengning is more suitable for me than you. I have lived a happy life in the past three years, and I hope you will be happy too!"

The irony in Yue Nanchen's eyes became even stronger. "I am very happy. Didn't you see it just now? That is my concubine, my principal wife, and my concubine. I already have three wives, and they were all arranged by her!"

"Nanchen..." Dong Qing'er called him softly. The mockery in his eyes and the indignation on his face made her feel guilty about him.

"Let's go. It's rare that you come back. I'll treat you to Yueji Restaurant. I remember that you love the fermented rice balls there the most!" Yue Nanchen said, turned around and walked out.

Accustomed to his dominance, Dong Qing'er did not refuse, but just followed him silently.

He is really different from Cheng Ning. He is strong and cruel, while Cheng Ning is indifferent to fame and fortune. For her, who has been living under someone else's roof since childhood, the gentle Cheng Ning is more suitable for her. However, she can't help but feel complacent about having the true heart of the number one man in Yuecheng.

Ying really wanted to run away. From the moment the woman in front of him entered the teahouse, she kept complaining.

Although it was such a vulgar complaint, when it came out of the woman's tender pink lips, it wouldn't be too offensive, but the content...

"Oh my, this cake, a plate of only four pieces costs one ounce of silver? Is this made of gold?"

"Oh, a cup of West Lake Longjing costs five cents of silver? Do you know how much you can buy with five cents of silver?

Big bag of Longjing? The boss is really wicked! "

"Ahahaha, four dishes for fifty taels? What are they? Is this a shady shop?"

“Aaaaaaaaa…”

Ying's face was full of black lines. Although he had fought with dogs for food and stolen people's wallets and was beaten when he was down and out, his face was covered with soot at that time, leaving only his eyes exposed.

Now, he was wearing a fine brocade purple dress, which was as exquisite as it could be, especially his handsome face, which was not covered at all. He also chose the best seat in the store, which attracted the women in the store to peek at him non-stop. But now...

The waiter stood by with the bill and a smile on his face, but he didn't dare to say anything to argue because she was dressed in rich clothes and had a proud attitude.

He just explained in a low voice, "These cakes are all secret recipes of the palace, Longjing is also this year's new tea, these dishes are the best in the store, the young master has a good eye..."

Lan Shuiyao lowered her eyes again, staring fiercely at Ying's clothes and jade pendant, gritting her teeth in hatred, "Yes, you have very good taste!" She turned her eyes and glared at the waiter, gritting her teeth, and squeezed out the words in a voice that made her heart bleed, "Fifty taels, minus the change!"

The waiter frowned and complained, saying that it was a small business and money was not easy to make. In the end, he couldn't resist and cleared the change.

Taking out a silver ingot from her bosom, Lan Shuiyao's white little hand touched it again and again, and the waiter's face twitched constantly. He couldn't help but whispered, "Miss Lan, you can't make any money from the silver no matter how much you touch it..."

Lan Shuiyao glared, "Do you know me?"

The waiter quickly smiled and said, "Miss Lan is the daughter of the Prime Minister and the wife of the prince. She used to come to the store often, so I know her!"

Lan Shuiyao opened her eyes and her face was full of

"Since you are an old customer, I will give you 20% off, 40 taels. If you don't want to, I will call our master. He has a bad temper. He just cut 30 yesterday..."

The waiter nodded quickly, and Lan Shuiyao immediately handed over the silver. Suddenly, a woman's gentle voice came from behind, "Nanchen, isn't that your concubine?

Yue Nanchen? Lan Shuiyao turned to look when she heard the voice. After seeing the intimidating figure at the door, the silver that was about to be handed to the waiter was immediately taken back.

He thrust his hand back to her chest with lightning speed, then grabbed Ying's arm and said, "My master is here, this account will be settled on him, let's go first!"

The waiter was stunned and was about to say something when he saw Lan Shuiyao coming towards him gracefully, "Sir, please take your time eating. I'm done. See you at home!" After saying that, she did not forget to blow a kiss to Yue Nanchen in public in a charming manner.

Yue Nanchen frowned fiercely, clenched his hands into fists, and resisted the urge to go forward and chop the woman in half. He couldn't let Qing'er laugh at him...

The waiter who chased out stamped his feet anxiously, glanced at King Yongnan who was obviously in a bad mood, and muttered something in grievance. Was he going to collect debts from the cruel and perverted King Yongnan?

Unless he doesn't want to live! Money is a small matter, but the brain is a big matter. He had to admit that he was unlucky and walked forward cautiously to greet Yue Nanchen.

In the distance, Ying looked back and looked at the tall and muscular figure, his eyes almost spitting fire. It turned out that he was King Yongnan, the King Yongnan who made him homeless!

Sitting in the most elegant and luxurious private room, Dong Qing'er took a bite of the fermented rice balls delicately, then curled her lips and smiled softly, "It still tastes the same, it hasn't changed in three years!"


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