Chapter 8 — Truc Ma planned to make me his concubine, I became someone he had to kneel and worship

But I had just finished dressing up and preparing to go out with Khong Hue Lan to relieve my stuffy mood. He hugged me, gently bit my earlobe, his voice trembling slightly:

“Madam, will you still come back tonight?”

Although I felt confused, I still nodded. Surely... won't sleep outside again, right?! He lifted my face, his eyes were deeper than the night, clearly smiling but filled with gloom and insecurity:

"Then my husband will be at home waiting for you. Remember to come home early, I will leave the light on for you."

For some reason, I suddenly felt a "thump" in my heart, and I could only nod dumbly. Stepping out of the hospital, the eyes behind me were so hot that I couldn't help but turn around. He was like a Vong The rock, standing still at the door of the courtyard, looking at me foolishly. The nightlife at the water towers has just begun. Brightly colored lights wrap around, jade cups intersect, peaceful singing and dancing. I sat in the proud space of Thien, while Confucius Hui Lan boasted of his country and offered advice to me.

"The Ninth Prince is not the type of person who is willing to live according to rules and regulations. Otherwise, how could he give up his status, status and wealth, and run to Vanh City to be my son-in-law?!"

“He is not the son-in-law.”

I frowned, unable to understand:

"The problem is not whether he cares or not, but whether the royal family... cares or not."

Khong Hue Lan lightly let out a sentence:

“The royal family will definitely pay attention, but can they still force the two of them to separate?”

“Cough, cough cough cough, cough cough cough cough cough!”

The guest in the room on the left coughed so much that he felt like he was about to cough his lungs out.

"Kong Hui Lan, you cut the material, right? The soundproofing effect is so poor!"

Khong Hui Lan crossed her legs leisurely:

"My place is a place to watch dancing and listen to instruments. The soundproofing is so good, how else can we listen to music?"

I was drinking and thinking about Trieu Van Dinh. The more I thought about it, the more I hated it. If it weren't for my maternal ancestors to accept and protect me, right now I would be friends with the ancient Buddha in the lonely meditation gate, or soon become an unjust soul under the golden spring underworld. Mention Cao Cao and Cao Cao comes. From the room on the right suddenly came a hoarse laugh:

“Brother Van Dinh, I heard that a few days ago someone saw your young lady Hai Quan Lan.”

“Has Hai Quan Lan returned?” Trieu Van Dinh's voice rang out, seemingly extremely happy: "Are you sure?"

“I haven't seen it with my own eyes so I'm not sure.” The other person seemed to be half drunk and half unconscious, talking loudly, I could hear clearly from this side.

"Brother Van Dinh, you will no longer miss her, will you? The princess will not allow you to marry her, die with that heart."

Trieu Van Dinh laughed softly:

"Then don't take any more concubines, raise her outside as a housekeeper. Letting her give birth to me a son or daughter, fulfilling my childhood dream is enough."

"Hai Quan Lan is willing to do the exterior for you? Ha ha ha ha, I think it's really beautiful. Besides, the Hai family is a noble family, absolutely will not let her bring shame to the family."

Trieu Van Dinh snorted softly, looking like he was sure of victory:

"You fell into the water and I rescued you. I had the grace to save your life. Moreover, between me and you She had been in physical contact for a long time, and her reputation had been destroyed. Besides marrying me, who else would want her?

"I'm sure that your parents, brothers, and relatives are all people who love you, and you can't bear to force three meters of white silk on you."

“Now let's not talk about the outside, even if I make you a convenient concubine, you still won't be able to ask for it... Ah!!!”

When Khong Hue Lan and I took the jar of wine and ran to the door of the next room, there was already a fight inside. To be more precise... It was Mo Lam An who unilaterally attacked Trieu Van Dinh and a few of his friends. Khong Hue Lan covered her mouth in surprise:

"Didn't you say he doesn't know martial arts and can't even climb walls?"

I was also shocked. I really don't know! I really don't know! When he hit that fat guy, it was clear that he was just hitting the meat with a stick that hit the meat, both normal and steady.