Chen Zhiyan took a step back. She actually called him that!
And what about a concubine? Did the Empress force her to marry someone else?
"I don't know, I don't know. All I know is that everyone is saying you're going to have someone else, that you're going to marry someone else, that you're going to abandon me, isn't that right?"
Wei Wangqing felt extremely agitated. "Can't you just listen to me instead of what others say? Haven't you felt what I've been saying all this time?"
"Then how do you explain this purse?"
"That was...that was given by Nan Xiangrong." She couldn't refute that.
Chen Zhiyan sneered twice, "Is this the explanation my wife gave me? Is this how my wife asked me to trust you?"
"That was just a thank-you gift, a thank-you gift for helping him deliver the message!"
"Does the wife really not know what it is?"
What can you expect her to do? She's already accepted it.
Wei Wangqing was also annoyed. She had already rejected him, so what else did he want from her?
Wei Wangqing didn't want to argue with him; they both needed to calm down, so she turned and left.
As Chen Zhiyan watched his wife turn and leave, he immediately squatted down, tears streaming down his face.
He didn't want to argue with her, and he didn't know how things had developed to this point. Those words just came out involuntarily. Had he hurt his wife?
His wife had already been good enough to him, but he was still not satisfied. He was asking for too much.
Will she be even more annoyed with him now? Will she still want him?
Chen Zhiyan was filled with regret.
Wei Wangqing left the mansion directly, feeling depressed and unsure of where to go.
In the end, I decided to go visit the Fourth Princess.
"You actually had a fight with your brother-in-law?" The Fourth Princess was quite surprised; she had thought her brother-in-law was a devoted husband!
"If you ask me, you spoil him too much. You can't spoil men, or they'll take advantage of you."
"My lady, I can't open this box."
"Hey, I'm here." After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair away, leaving Wei Wangqing standing there alone.
Wei Wangqing felt that coming to her place was a mistake; this guy had no humanity when it came to women!
But I was also happy for her, because after the smoke cleared, there was someone waiting for her with a lamp in hand.
Thinking about her own situation, she couldn't help but sigh.
After leaving the Prince Ping's residence, Wei Wangqing still didn't want to go back. It was as if going back now would mean she had to admit defeat first, and she hadn't yet figured out how to face him.
Moreover, why does everyone act as if she is a heartless person? Others may not know, but surely Chen Zhiyan knows?
Was she not good enough to him, or not devoted enough to him?
As for the purse, she clearly didn't intend to do anything with it; she just left it there, but he found it.
He doesn't trust her at all! Every single time!
Wei Wangqing grew angrier the more she thought about it. Since everyone was so wronging her, she might as well just admit it.
Thinking about it, he headed towards the brothel.
"Oh, sir, you look unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?" the father greeted him, waving his handkerchief.
Wei Wangqing frowned, then said domineeringly, "Bring the best stuff from your shop..."
"Alright, sir, I'll go and call him right away."
"I want the best bedroom in your shop."
"What?" Father thought he had misheard. This was a brothel, not an inn. Why would someone come here looking for a bedroom instead of a young master?
Wei Wangqing, knowing the old man here was hard of hearing, took out a silver note and asked, "Is one night's stay in your best bedroom enough?"
"Enough, enough, enough." Father didn't care about anything else. As long as there was money to be made, an inn was fine.
As her father led her to the room, many young men came to look, since no one had ever seen someone come to a brothel just to sleep. Some even flirted with Wei Wangqing.
After all, he has an extraordinary temperament and is generous with his money; he's a typical sugar daddy!
After arriving at the room.
"Remove anything here that contains any elements of infatuation; I don't need it. Also, I don't allow anyone to disturb me while I'm in this house."
"Yes, yes." Money talks, and Father does things entirely based on money.
Meanwhile, Chen Zhiyan gazed at the table full of food, waiting for his wife to return.
He waited and waited, from sunset to moonrise, but his wife still did not return.
"My lord, perhaps we should take this dish away for now," Sesame said, feeling sorry for the dish.
"No need, she'll come back." Even if she doesn't want him anymore, does she not want the Sixth Princess's residence either?
Yes, she's moving to the East Palace, so she's going to abandon him and the mansion together.
Suddenly hearing a ticking sound, Chen Zhiyan looked out the window.
Is it raining? Yes, it's raining. Chen Zhiyan sat by the window, looking at the heavy rain outside, wondering where his wife was and whether she was getting wet.
Should he go and bring an umbrella to his wife?
But he didn't know where she was, and what if his wife came back right after he went out and they missed each other?
Chen Zhiyan sat there all night, but his prince did not return to find him.
"Butler, where did His Highness go last night?"
The butler hesitated, unsure whether he should speak up.
"Speak," Chen Zhiyan said coldly.
"Your Highness went to a brothel last night."
With a 'crack', the cup in Chen Zhiyan's hand fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.
The steward was too frightened to utter a sound; the master's current appearance was truly terrifying.
It took Chen Zhiyan a long while to find his voice, "Which brothel?"
"Spring Night Pavilion".
Chen Zhiyan walked straight outside.
"My lord, His Highness is definitely not here now, and it's already time for the morning court session," the steward hurriedly said.
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