Chapter 4, move your butt over a bit

Sikong Ming narrowed his cold eyes at midnight, his deep voice devoid of any warmth, "Tell him that on the days I am recuperating, I shall not see anyone."

This little beast actually dares to defy authority and show disrespect to her elders, which is simply intolerable! If we let her off this time, won't the Pei family be at her mercy in the future?

Pei Wen'an turned around, his face dark with anger, and said, "That little beast is hiding in the South Ying Wang's residence, and he actually refuses to see me!"

It is truly outrageous! That little beast actually dares to strike its biological mother

Pei Rongxin was astonished, "Is the Southern King so protective of her?"

The unconscious Ye Wanru was carried back to the room, while the two maidservants, disregarding their own injuries, knelt before him, weeping as they recounted Pei Qianqian's violent misdeeds

Sikong Mingye lifted his eyelids, and two beams of icy cold gaze shot towards her pale and slender face

"Go down." A deep and cold voice came from the soft couch

Pei Wen'an walked to the bedside, carefully looked at Ye Minru on the bed, and tucked the corners of the blanket for her.

What happened?

The Pei family treats her as if she were livestock, and the prince is aware of the various abuses she suffers at the hands of the Pei family. However, for the prince, as long as she is alive, it does not matter how she survives; there is no need for him to intervene, after all, this is a family matter of the Pei family

The young illegitimate daughter of the Pei family underwent a remarkable transformation overnight, leaving people astonished and speechless

A maid knelt and cried out, "Master, how could I dare to speak recklessly? We accompanied the lady to fetch Miss Qianqian back to the residence, but not only did Miss Qianqian refuse to listen to the lady's words, she suddenly turned on us and crazily beat us with a stool... Master, every word I say is the truth, I would never dare to deceive you"

Watching the door close, Pei Qianqian couldn't help but pout; in less than twelve hours, she had already seen him three times

Now that she has violently injured Madam Pei, how can she still be allowed outside

Pei Qianqian, too lazy to look at his unfriendly cold face, impatiently asked, "Do you need something from me?"

Pei Rongxin furrowed her brows, her delicate eyes glancing towards the bed, glistening with tears. "The doctor has come, and my daughter has also applied medicine to my mother’s wounds. Mother woke up earlier, but after taking the medicine, she fell asleep again... Mother has multiple bruises on her body, some of which are caused by blunt objects..." Turning her head, she choked back her tears and said to Pei Wen'an, "Father, Pei Qianqian actually laid hands on Mother; this is truly an act of great rebellion and is utterly despicable! You must stand up for Mother and teach her a good lesson!"

I shall wait for him to file a petition to the throne

If in the twenty-first century there were a man who said he wanted to marry her, she would probably wake up laughing from her dreams. This man is not only handsome, with a chiseled face and perfectly sculpted, deep-set features that would definitely make women scream on the street. Coupled with his status, the number of women vying for him would be longer than the Great Wall.

Pei Wen'an, with a grim expression and gritted teeth, commanded those outside, "Come here, prepare the sedan chair!"

The wind had not stirred, and his reined-in gaze fixated on her emaciated silhouette, growing increasingly cold and complex.

Watching his long fingers move slightly on his knee, she began to pinch her waist and pound her legs, complaining to herself, "I am about to become your concubine, at least you should let your subordinates treat me better. It's one thing to watch me fight without helping, but bringing me here without even a palanquin is too much. Although I was not raised in luxury, you all are being too unkind."

Pei Qianqian raised her head and widened her eyes, "What are you staring at? Are your eyes bigger than mine? Don't tell me I can't sit here. If you really dislike it, then don't Marry me. Look at you like this, the wedding night hasn't even arrived, but are you hoping I will seek death once more?"

Upon hearing that Ye Minru had awakened, he went directly to Ye Minru's room

Pei Qianqian looked at him with a mix of guilt and curiosity, "Aren't you afraid of him going to the Emperor to report you?"

Having finished her speech, she rushed out of the room, displaying a demeanor reminiscent of burning bridges after crossing them

"My lord, Miss Pei has arrived," Qifeng reported with his head bowed, speaking through the gauze curtain

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door, "Your Highness, Chancellor Pei Wen'an has arrived and is waiting at the main entrance."

She blinked and turned her face towards him, seriously looking him over. "To be honest, you are quite good-looking. Having my first night with you gives me a bit of comfort."

Pei Qianqian couldn't help but frown. She did not understand the meaning of his words, and seeing his aloof demeanor, she could only abandon the thought of further questioning.

Nanying Wangfu

Sikong Ming leaned against the soft couch at midnight, his cold face and closed eyes making it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking

She also did not know why, the more she met with him, the less afraid she became of him

Pei Qianqian glanced back without hesitation, stepped forward, turned her back to him, and snapped her fingers, "Let's go"

The only reliable support at present is Sikong Mingye

Qifeng suddenly darkened his expression, his gaze towards her sharp and complex.

Pei Qianqian turned around and said with a grin, "There is no need to intimidate me; I am not as foolish as you think. Anyway, I will be marrying over in a while, so is it not permissible for me to visit the residence while I have the time?"

The cold aura surrounding Sikong Mingye remained unabated, yet his thin lips, which could be pressed into a straight line, twitched slightly

Seeing Pei Qianqian standing tall and proud, Qi Feng felt increasingly displeased. Could it be that she has changed her temperament simply because she is to marry into the Nan Ying royal family as a consort? From what he observed today, her impulsive and reckless behavior would surely cause trouble for their lord in the future

The wind rises outside, responding, "Yes."

Pei Wen'an was furious, "Where is that beast? Where is she now?"

After listening, Pei Wen'an was both shocked and angry, "What? That little beast laid hands on the lady? Are you sure?"

Sikong Mingye lifted his eyelids, his gaze fixed on her silhouette, now heavy, now cold

Seeing Ye Minru return home battered and bruised, with injuries all over her body and a swollen face, Pei Wen'an was extremely angry. While hastily summoning a doctor, he questioned the two injured maidservants, "What on earth happened? Who had the audacity to harm my wife?"

The maid, who had been shot in the head, cried out, "Master, Miss Qianqian has been taken away by someone from the Nanying Wangfu."

Despite it being daytime, and even though the sun is shining brightly outside, stepping into this house brings a chilling and bone-piercing sensation. The dim light creates a somewhat surreal illusion of entering the hall of Yama for judgment

Soon, the outside of the door fell silent

Rubbing her arms covered in goosebumps, she stood up and intended to walk outside

Another maid, covering her mouth where her teeth had been knocked out, also kowtowed and cried out, "Master, it is true, Miss Qianqian not only injured us maids with a stool, but also crazily knocked the madam unconscious with it."

Upon seeing him return, his eldest daughter, Pei Rongxin, quickly rose to greet him, her delicate features displaying anger. "Father, has Pei Qianqian come back?"

As she mentioned, if anything were to happen to her, it would not bode well for the prince either. With the grand wedding approaching, it is absolutely imperative that no accidents befall her, which is also the reason the prince has instructed him to keep a constant watch over her

Yes

What a pity

But just after taking two steps, a chilling voice, as cold as that of the King of Hell, came from behind, "If you do not wish to die, stay in the residence."

Pei Wen'an, with a sullen expression, did not answer but instead asked, "Has the doctor come? How is your mother? Is she seriously injured?"

She did not misjudge; this person would definitely not neglect her, at least she should be safe and sound before the wedding

Qifeng narrowed his gaze and said, "Miss Pei, why not accompany me to the South Ying Wangfu?"

After watching Pei Qianqian leave, Qifeng, who was waiting outside the door, quickly entered the room, "Your Highness?"

According to common reasoning, someone born in her circumstances would at most be a concubine. To become the principal wife of a prince? That is merely a dream.

As she finished speaking, she clearly sensed that the man beside her had tensed up, and a chilling aura suddenly emanated from beneath his black brocade robe

Sikong Mingye narrowed his gaze, the depths of his eyes cold and piercing to the bone. If it weren't for the warmth of his breath, Pei Qianqian would truly have thought of him as an ice sculpture

Pei Qianqian lifted the gauze curtain and took a moment to observe his closed eyes before walking over. Noticing there was space beside him, she sat down without any reservations and cast an annoyed glance at him, saying, "Move over a bit."

"I didn't expect you to cause trouble as well," came the man's cold, hard voice laced with sarcasm

It was still the same room as last night. When she entered, the man was still sitting on the soft couch, and Pei Qianqian couldn't help but wonder whether he had actually slept at all

Pei Qianqian lay back onto the soft couch and sighed, "Alas..."

Recalling the words spoken by this person at the inn, she also knew that striking Ye Minru would not lead to a good outcome. However, having already struck, what else could she do?

She is currently unable to indulge in infatuation

The thought of inexplicably being transported to such a dreadful place, living in someone else's body, truly chills her heart. In such a predicament, the future appears bleak and dim, leaving no room for her to appreciate the handsome man.

After a moment, he coldly called out to the outside, "Set sail."

Pei Rongxin looked at his back and couldn't help but frown, "Father? Did you not go to the South Ying Wangfu?"

Pei Qianqian crossed her arms and sneered, "A disaster? It merely means being captured by the Pei family and beaten up. At best, I would end up disabled; at worst, I would lose my life. You must know what kind of life I lead in the Pei family; it is nothing but a torment of flesh and blood, a fate worse than that of pigs and dogs, a living hell of suffering and torture. Besides, isn't there the King of Nanying? Surely, if I were to die, the King of Nanying would not fare well either"

What caused a person who was originally humble and timid to undergo such a significant transformation overnight? Since he began following the prince, he has been paying close attention to her, and he can confidently say that he knows her inside and out. Her mother was born in a brothel and never set foot in the Pei family home until her death. The reason she has survived until now is that her body, impervious to poison, can cleanse the stubborn toxins that the prince has contracted.

Pei Wen'an not only failed to reprimand his daughter, but he also did not even get to see Sikong Mingye. With a belly full of anger, he could only return to the Prime Minister's residence

Although the prince is indifferent to marriage, he is concerned that the emperor may have ulterior motives in sending women to the Southern Win Prince's residence. Considering that Pei Qianqian has saved him with her blood for over ten years, he took the initiative to petition the emperor to make an exception and grant her the title of consort

As she left the inn, Pei Qianqian's mood was also poor, as she kept observing the cold expression of a certain guard along the way