Chapter 68 Marrying Both Wives and Concubines!
then.
He chuckled softly, a laugh tinged with an unspoken, knowing ambiguity between adult men and women: "He immediately grabbed me..."
The conversation ended abruptly there.
He didn't continue speaking.
But that meaningful pause, that lingering ambiguous smile at the corner of his lips, that fleeting look of satisfaction in his eyes.
It has clearly depicted what kind of enchanting, even transgressive, things happened in Qian Yueqiu's boudoir during that half hour.
A lone man and a lone woman, like dry tinder and raging fire—the meaning is self-evident.
This is not merely agreement, but an eager surrender, a selfless dedication.
Qian Yueshu's hand holding the pen paused almost imperceptibly.
Xie Jingxing was very satisfied with the effect he had created.
He stepped forward, placed his hands on the edge of the desk, leaned forward slightly, and looked down at Qian Yueshu with an extremely imposing posture, announcing his decision: "Three days from now is an auspicious day, and I will send someone to pick up Yueqiu."
"Three days later?"
A noticeable crack finally appeared on Qian Yueshu's usually calm and composed face.
Her brows furrowed tightly, and her voice rose slightly, filled with disbelief and skepticism: "Isn't that the day of your wedding with Miss Su? Xie Jingxing, are you planning to marry both a wife and a concubine?"
This is an absurd thing that is almost unheard of in Kyoto, a city with strict etiquette!
On the wedding day, is it necessary to simultaneously take a concubine into the household?
This was not only a great humiliation to the legal wife, Su Zhirou, but also a great honor for Qian Yueqiu.
"Yes!" Xie Jingxing nodded emphatically, answering without the slightest hesitation.
Then Qian Yueshu mentioned that if her cousin was bullied, she should be raised outside the family.
"Don't worry, she won't be bullied." Xie Jingxing solemnly assured Qian Yueshu, "If she's really unhappy, I can agree to let her stay outside."
You agreed so quickly?
It seems Xie Jingxing still loves his cousin very much.
Qian Yueshu stared at him.
After the initial shock, her brows gradually relaxed, replaced by a deep contemplation.
She was, of course, very happy to agree.
Entering together today will not only maximize the damage to Su Zhirou, but also save face for the Qian family.
Once my cousin's affair with Xie Jingxing became public...
The people in the Qian family were all taken aback!
How could someone from a powerful and wealthy family like Xie Jingxing have taken a liking to Qian Yueqiu, who is a bit dim-witted?
The third-floor family, in particular, felt like they had struck gold.
In the past, their biggest fear was how Qian Yueqiu would find a husband.
I never expected it to end like this.
It was indeed their third daughter who brought them the most pride.
Even the eldest daughter, Xia Yuechun, was accepted back by the Qian family, simply because the third daughter, Qian Yueqiu, wanted her older sister to see her get married.
Qian Yueshu would naturally give Qian Yueqiu that face.
Ultimately, she felt indebted to her cousin!
The Gu family had originally planned to divorce his wife.
But because the third wife had married into the Xie family, they not only couldn't divorce her, but they also had to treat Qian Yuechun with utmost respect from now on!
Actually, everyone in the Qian family was happy!
There was only one exception: Qian Yueqiu's second older sister, Qian Yuexia.
Especially after she learned from Qian Yueqiu about how her younger sister and Xie Jingxing met.
Qian Yuexia was furious!
She considered herself to be much better and smarter than her younger sister.
But why did her cousin Qian Yueshu choose her younger sister instead of Qian Yuexia?
Even by age, she is two years older than her younger sister.
Shouldn't we let her get married first?
She hated her younger sister intensely, but dared not hate her cousin.
After all, she would still need her cousin to make a living in the Qian family!
Three days later.
The sedan chair from the Xie family arrived at the Qian family's gate on time.
Qian Yueqiu, dressed in a pink wedding gown, walked out of the mansion accompanied by her eldest cousin Qian Yuejin and her older cousin.
She really likes her cousin.
On her wedding day, she was reluctant to leave her parents and two older sisters.
She just couldn't bear to part with her cousin!
"Sister, I'm leaving." Qian Yueqiu said with tears in her eyes, reluctant to part.
Qian Yueshu straightened her clothes and said softly, "Remember what your sister said, take good care of yourself."
As the sedan chair drove further and further away, Qian Yueshu stood in front of the mansion gate, motionless for a long time.
She knew.
From today onwards, the relationship between the Qian family and the Xie family will enter a new phase.
The political landscape of the imperial court will inevitably change as a result.
A gust of autumn wind blew by, swirling up fallen leaves all over the ground.
Qian Yueshu wrapped her cloak tighter around herself and turned to go back to her residence.
Xie Mansion.
Today, Xie Jingxing is marrying both a wife and a concubine, which is already a great humiliation for his legal wife, Su Zhirou.
Of course, only Xie Jingxing, the head of the Xie family, and Su Zhirou herself knew that Su Zhirou was a concubine.
But everyone else thought Su Zhirou was still the legal wife!
Wedding night.
Tonight, carriages and palanquins flowed past the Xie residence like a river, with guests in colorful robes smiling and bowing to offer their congratulations.
The rich aroma of wine and meat filled the entire mansion with a pleasant intoxication.
Everyone is praising Xie Jingxing, the heir of the Xie family, a young prodigy who has won the emperor's favor. Now, he has married both wives and concubines, which is truly the icing on the cake and a romantic tale.
Miss Zhirou from the Su family is gentle and virtuous, a perfect match for him.
Miss Yueqiu of the Qian family was beautiful and understanding.
There are two new houses.
One of the courtyards, located on the east side of the mansion, is the proper "mistress's" courtyard, Jinse Courtyard.
At this moment, it is also adorned with red and colorful decorations, and the furnishings are luxurious.
But the liveliness always seemed to be separated by a layer, carrying a sense of routine perfunctoriness.
The old women and maids serving in the courtyard exchanged glances, all exuding a sense of caution, not daring to say a word or take an extra step.
Another place.
Not far from Xie Jingxing's courtyard is the "Autumn Water Pavilion," which, although slightly smaller in scale and structure than the Jinse Courtyard, is exquisitely decorated.
All the furnishings.
Many of them were Xie Jingxing's private collection, and even the newly pasted crimson gauze on the window revealed the owner's special care and affection.
The servants here walked more briskly, and their faces carried a sense of pride and confidence.
Su Zhirou was sitting upright on the canopy bed in Jinse Courtyard, which was covered with a quilt embroidered with the quilt of a hundred sons and a thousand grandsons.
She was wearing a bright red wedding dress.
She had already lifted the veil herself and thrown it aside.
There was no image of a gentle man holding the scales of marriage before her eyes, only the mocking candlelight.
This is the wedding night.
For her, it was not a beautiful beginning, but a public execution ground.
If Xie Jingxing doesn't come.
Tomorrow... no... perhaps tonight, she will become the laughingstock of the entire household.
A mistress who is rejected by her husband on her wedding night will find it difficult to move an inch in the cannibalistic Xie family mansion.
Even the lowest-ranking maidservant would probably dare to step on her head.
She doesn't need Xie Jingxing's love, but he must come tonight!
All she needed was for Xie Jingxing to make a gesture!
A gesture of "respect" for the legal wife.
This allowed her to barely gain a foothold and catch her breath in this deep, secluded mansion.
Time crawled by little by little amidst the accumulation of tears from the red candle.
The noise outside the window gradually subsided, striking her heart again and again.
The trusted maid who came with her dowry hesitated several times before finally silently replacing her cup of tea, which had long since gone cold.
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