She said indifferently, âThen cancel it. Whatâs the big deal? There are so many good girls out there for my son to pick. Why would he marry that despicable and shameless Murong Xue?â
âWhat are you talking about? How could you defame her like that?â Old Prince Jing questioned her, wearing a long face.
âThose two who have just left, one is Murong Xueâs second uncle, the other is her cousin, right? Yichen didnât agree, so he asked them to set him up to force him to give in. Isnât she despicable and shameless? Did I mistake her?â A cold light flashing in her eyes while she said that.
Two sisters couldnât serve one husband. As long as Song Qingyi had an intimate relation with Yichen, she would be his concubine. At that time, she would pin a discarding label on Yichen, then he had no choice but to cancel the engagement with Murong Xue.
And Murong Xue could draw a clear line with Yichen as she had always wanted, meanwhile she could win peopleâs sympathy. She was so good at calculating.
âXueâer has always been incompatible with Murong Jian and Song Qingyan like fire and water. She could never be part of this. It should be Murong Jian and Song Qingyanâs idea. They are trying to snatch Yichen from XueâŚâ Old Prince Jing said with a low voice, with some cold light flashing in his eyes.
First Murong Yeâs position, then Murong Ye and Murong Xueâs family properties, and now Murong Xueâs marriage! Lady Du and her kids had behaved more and more excessively!
âEven if she isnât part of this. that she doesnât want to marry our son is a fact, isnât? Since she wants to cancel it, so be it!â she said bitterly:
Murong Xue was always weak with sickness. Maybe sheâd die young some day. Who would marry such kind of woman as a wife? Yichen agreeing to marry her was to pity her. Instead of showing some gratitude, she now wanted to end it? So ungrateful!
Old Prince Jing pulled a long face and said word by word, âMarriage is something big. I picked her out of thousands of women. How could I end it so easily?â
Old Consort Jing then said, âThe point is Yichen doesnât like her. She wonât feel happy even if she married him. So, why not end it now and let Yichen marry Qin YuyanâŚâ
Yichen was young and handsome, and had superb kung fu. If he could marry his beloved, he would live a dreamed life everyone was jealous of.
While for Murong Xue, her reputation would be ruined by then. Besides, she was both feeble and weak. Even if someone would like to marry her, it wouldnât be from any noble family. And some day when she saw Yichen in high feather, she would bite her tongue offâŚ
Detesting Yichen? That was her karmaâŚ
âYou even havenât met Qin Yuyan. How do you kno w if she is qualified to be the first wife?â questioned Old Prince Jing while he skewed at her.
She then smiled and said proudly, âI believe in Yichenâs taste. The woman he likes should be the best. As long as he thinks Qin Yuyan is qualified, Qing Yuyan would beâŚâ
âI donât agree. Yichenâs first wife has been settled down ten years ago. It is Murong Xue!â Old Prince Jing interrupted her, with daggers eyes.
âYichen has come of age. He isnât a kid anymore. He knows what kind of women he likes and which woman is best for him. You arranged the engagement for his own good. But if this marriage would only restrain him and make him unhappy, why not cancel it and let him be with the woman he loves?â she said morally.
Old Prince Jing didnât talk back, only staring at her coldly. The contempt and ridicule deep in his eyes gradually turned into raging fire, âYichen has grown up. We should not interfere in his person life. Let him decide which woman he is gonna marry thenâŚâ
She then turned to the direction which Ye Yichen ran to, but no one was in there before the rockery, âYichen! Where is my Yichen?â
âYou pissed him away.â Old Prince Jing replied bluntly.
âHow could it be meâŚâShe frowned. Yichen liked Qin Yuyan and wanted to marry her as his first wife. She all said the way he likedâŚ
Old Prince Jing sneered at her, âIf you donât know anything about it, donât make any arbitrary suggestion. You foolish woman!â Speaking of which, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.
âYou!â She lost her tongue while pointing at the fading figure: Her husband distained her and her son ignored her. And it was all because of a woman, Murong Xue!
Murong Xue even hadnât married into Prince Jing Mansion, and she already made the two most important men in the first wifeâs life ignore her. Murong Xue was really something. If Murong Xue married into the mansion someday, would there be a place for her?
So as long as she was breathing, she would never allow Murong Xue to marry his son as the first wife!
She was so angry that she even didnât notice someone had quietly walked into Qin Yuyanâs place along the black stone road not far away.
Qin Yuyanâs arms and legs were burning hot because of the poison, plus she also had severe internal injuries during the explosion. Now she was half lying in bed, with thick strips of white cloth bandaged all over like a mummy!
On hearing the maidâs words, she popped her eyes out, âOld Prince Jing doesnât want me to be Yichenâs first wife? Did you hear it right?â
âEvery word of it. I heard it with all my years.â Yingying said word by word, looking quite serious.
âHow can that be?â Qin Yuyan frowned. Old Prince Jing was Yichenâs father. Even if Yichen liked her, he wouldnât go against his father. It would make it much harder for her to marry Yichen!
This was all because of Murong Xue. If it hadnât been Murong Xue, Old Prince Jing wouldnât hate her even before he met herâŚ
Looking at her angry but still beautiful eyes, Yingying blinked and then lowered her voice, âOld Consort Jing likes you and wants you to marry Prince JingâŚâ
âBut it is Old Prince Jing who makes the decision. If he doesnât agree, it is no use however much Yichen and his mother like meâŚâ Qin Yuyan heaved a long sigh, and narrowed her eyes, âWhen will the helpers from Mo Bei be here?â
âThey are on their way. I guess it wouldnât take them long to arrive in Qingyan.â Yingying said word by word with a low voice.
âThatâd be greatâ Qin Yuyan nodded. Maybe those creams of the crop would be her helping handâŚWait! Helping hand?
An idea suddenly struck Qin Yuyanâs head, then she said, âYou said Old Prince Jing relapsed and needs some restâŚâ
âExactly!â Yingying nodded, âThe imperial doctor said his long distance trip and the extreme anger induced his old diseaseâŚâ
âThatâs great!â Qin Yuyan curled her lips, with kind of craftiness flashing in her eyes. She lowered her voice, âYingying, I need you to do something for me!â\n