Seeing that he was frowning and not speaking, Heyue turned around and sat in the chair opposite him, giving him a faint glance: "Since you still remember this title, do you still remember what you said to me before you married my sixth sister?"
Itori opened his lips, but couldn't utter a word.
He Yue feigned a thoughtful expression, then exclaimed, "Oh, right, I remember now. You said you liked Sixth Sister, you admitted it yourself, but how long has it been? You've already forgotten about that?" A faint sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her tone turned cold: "Is this what you call liking someone? Sixth Sister liked you so much, how did you treat her? Hurting Sixth Sister for another woman, you really have a knack for it. I have to admire your ability to lie! I also hate myself for actually believing that you would really be good to Sixth Sister."
Since everything you've said is false, why bother deceiving Sixth Sister? Wouldn't it be better to let her give up? Anyway, Sixth Sister isn't not going back; she's just going home to calm down for a few days. You can use these days to comfort your concubine and help her give birth to your child safely, so she won't have to worry and risk miscarriage."
“I have never lied to Yan Yue.” Yi Duli frowned, dissatisfied with He Yue’s words, but he held back. “That matter was an accident. I’m sorry about the child. I’m sorry to Yan Yue. But after all, he is my flesh and blood. I can’t turn a blind eye to it. After the child is born, I will give him to Yan Yue to raise. As for that woman, if she doesn’t like him, I will send him away according to her wishes and never see him again.”
"Are you suggesting that Sixth Sister treat that child as her own?" A sharp glint flashed in He Yue's eyes as she stared intently at him. "Don't you think it's too much to ask of Sixth Sister to raise the child of that scheming maid who went to such lengths to climb into the woman's bedchamber? Every time Sixth Sister sees that child, she'll only feel unpleasant. Have you considered her feelings?"
Iduli was stunned, then quickly explained, "But he is also my child."
"What does that have to do with Sixth Sister?" He Yue's tone was extremely sarcastic: "If the other woman is carrying a boy, and Sixth Sister is not even pregnant yet, how can you expect her to treat her eldest son as her own? Have you considered that? You haven't thought about Sixth Sister and her future child at all, but you're always concerned about another woman's child. Don't you find that ridiculous?"
Yi Duli was speechless when asked the question. He stared blankly at He Yue, and gradually a bitter look appeared on his face.
“Yidulli, you have wronged my sixth sister. In the beginning, you did not apologize to her or comfort her. You only cared about giving your child’s birth mother a title and forced her to acknowledge the existence of that mother and child. Even if my sixth sister was wrong, it was you who forced her step by step. But instead of understanding, you rubbed salt into her wounds. Do you think that was what my sixth sister should do?”
Although the words were aggressive, they left Itori stunned for a long time, and his forced composure gradually cracked.
Marhan and Irgen Gioro were astonished, as if they were meeting their daughter for the first time.
It took the two of them a while to come to their senses. They exchanged a glance, and Marhan nodded to his wife, then looked at Iduli, stroked his beard, and coughed lightly: "Iduli, what Xiaoqi said is also what we, as parents, think. Xiaoliu is our daughter, and we know what kind of person she is. She may be a bit willful, but she's not intolerant of others. What you did was indeed excessive. Go back and tell your in-laws that it's not that we can't tolerate a concubine and a child, but what you did was really unfair. Aren't you taking advantage of our daughter's easygoing nature? Xiaoliu is, after all, your own cousin, your father's own niece. Why can't you show more consideration for your own family?"
Itori looked embarrassed and guilty, and nodded in agreement.
Heyue quietly gave her father a thumbs-up and winked.
Marhan stroked his beard smugly, his mouth stretching almost to the back of his ears.
"Alright, you should leave now. Sixth Sister doesn't want to see you right now. If you really know you're wrong, tell Sixth Sister after you've dealt with that matter." He Yue stood up, went to push him out, and was extremely impatient.
Yi Duli was reluctant to leave and pleaded in a gentle voice, "Seventh Sister, I'm begging you. I'll only see her once, say a few words, and then leave."
He Yue's pretty face darkened: "Don't you understand? I've already told you, my sixth sister doesn't want to see you. Besides, she's not feeling well. If she sees you, she'll be so angry she'll vomit blood. You'd better leave now. Someone, show her out!"
"Yan Yue is sick? What happened?" Yi Duli immediately grabbed He Yue's arm nervously and asked anxiously, his tense and worried expression seeming genuine.
Heyue didn't answer. Just then, a voice outside announced, "The Thirteenth Prince has arrived!" Marhan and Irgen Gioro looked at each other and quickly stood up.
Yiduli was getting anxious because he hadn't gotten an answer when he saw Heyue break free from his grasp, run outside, and throw herself into the arms of the Thirteenth Prince.
The thirteenth prince was stunned by this sudden intimacy, feeling as if he were in a dream, and subconsciously pulled her into his arms.
"Why are you here?" He Yue asked, surprised and delighted.
Seeing her smiling and winking, the Thirteenth Prince understood and was captivated by her rare initiative. He whispered in her ear in a voice that the few people in the flower hall could hear, "I heard you were here, so I came to pick you up."
Marhan coughed heavily, his temples throbbing, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
What kind of behavior is this in front of everyone!
Yiergenjueluo turned her face away, unable to bear looking at him, suppressing a laugh.
He Yue took Thirteen's arm and went inside. As they passed Yi Du, she glanced at him and sneered, "Can't you see we're a family talking? Aren't you leaving?"
Idu Li: "..."
Why does it feel like he's become an outsider?
This feels so suffocating!
"Don't rush off." The Thirteenth Prince stopped Yiduli with a smile: "You're family too, why don't you sit down together?"
The attitude was completely different from the hostility and annoyance shown last time.
Iduli was puzzled, but happily stayed: "Thank you, Thirteenth Master."
Deep down, she felt a greater sense of gratitude towards the Thirteenth Prince.
"Hmph! You're always so nosy!" Heyue pinched Thirteen's arm unhappily.
However, the force used to pinch his arm was not strong.
Thirteen made a grimacing face and kept nagging, "He's my brother-in-law after all, why be so unforgiving?"
Heyue turned her head away, but didn't say anything more in objection.
Iduli looked at them with surprise and bitterness on his face.
Surprisingly, the Thirteenth Prince and He Yue were so close; bitterly, I had felt the same way before, yet…
Marhan and the Irgen Gioro clan were already used to this, so they were not surprised.
"I didn't expect to see Yiduli here. Is he here to take Sixth Sister back? But where is Sixth Sister?" After sitting down, Thirteen asked with feigned surprise.
Heyue tugged at Thirteen's sleeve and gave Yiduli a cold look: "How could it be so cheap? It's rare for Sixth Sister to have some time to relax and not have to face those troublesome things. Sixth Sister should be happy, how could she go back with him?"
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