Chapter 21
"Only when the prime minister wants to see you, you can see him."

The implication is that you are just a caged bird, and the owner can come to see it whenever he likes.

Although Qianru has long recognized her current identity and situation, she still can't help being depressed, but she is unwilling to admit defeat.

In the days that followed, she used many tricks, even went on a hunger strike, but Yi Zhonglun never showed up.

Not to mention King Luo.

How to do?
Are you going to be trapped here for the rest of your life?

Facing this place that was almost the same as the boudoir in her previous life every day, she gradually had another idea.

If it's hard, try soft.

Since Yi Zhonglun made this place the same as the Linlang Pavilion in Anhou Mansion, he must have had some intentions.

What kind of place raises what kind of people.

Thinking, thinking, she began to imitate how she looked when she first met Yi Zhonglun in her previous life.

She didn't think about food and tea every day, and soon made herself thin and haggard.

It was a hot day, and the injury was not healed, and he suffered from the wind and cold, and the cough continued.

And it was exactly what she wanted.

Then put on simple plain clothes and lazy hair accessories, sit at the desk to write and draw every day, and endure day after day.

Hard work pays off, this trick actually worked!
In the afternoon at the end of June, it rained heavily.

The house is full of fallen leaves, she insists on going to the garden regardless of Xiaoju's obstruction.

After the rain and the wind, the flowers and plants seemed to have suffered a catastrophe, falling to and fro and making a mess.

She rolled up her sleeves and took care of each plant carefully.

At this time, Yi Zhonglun appeared, chanting what he said when he first met in the previous life.

She suddenly remembered that the scene at that time was almost the same.

After thinking for a moment, she also used the words from her previous life to deal with him.

I didn't expect it to be very effective.

Yi Zhonglun said a lot of caring words to her, and also made a firm promise that he would visit her often in the future.

She seized the opportunity, squeezed out a few tears of tenderness, and left in a hurry after arousing Yi Zhonglun's pity.

It seemed that the pretended self was really excited.

After walking for a while, she hesitated and looked back, seeing Yi Zhonglun looking at her, she hastened to leave.

In the previous life, a living person didn't cherish it, but relive the old dream in front of another woman with the same name and surname.

The more Qianru thought about it, the more she felt that there was something ulterior in this.

Now that she has fallen into Yi Zhonglun's urn and cannot get out, she decides to use her tricks to find out the truth.

Thinking, thinking, she took a pen and drew the scenes of meeting Yi Zhonglun in Fangcai Garden one by one.

I accidentally painted late at night, so I was too lazy to get out of bed.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, Yi Zhonglun was actually in the room, and he was looking at her painting.

She hurried forward to snatch it, and then hid it under the pillow indiscriminately, only to realize that she was only wearing thin pajamas, and her face flushed immediately.

"Why are you so rude, at least you should get permission to come in."

Yi Zhonglun smiled, "This is my place, I can come whenever I want, don't you want me to come?"

She cursed countless bastards in her heart, and was so angry that she couldn't speak, but Yi Zhonglun came forward to try to get close, she was so anxious that she was confused, her mind went blank, and she subconsciously pushed Yi Zhonglun violently.

well!Beauty trap, it's so difficult to use!

Fortunately, this push made Yi Zhonglun laugh.

She hurriedly turned sideways, grabbed the clothes on the screen and put them on.

"Will you be my wife?"

"I will not be anyone's concubine."

"So, I can't give you any title."

"How can fame be compared with true love?"

"Since there is love, why should we care about wife or concubine?"

She was stumped by Yi Zhonglun, who was eloquent, and couldn't argue for a while, so she had to cry and express her sympathy.

"Aren't you making trouble for others? If I follow you, Rong Guogong's family will have to cramp and skin me. The scars on my body make me afraid to see them, let alone you? You men will not be abandoned , how do you know the pain in a woman's heart?"

Qianru's crying made Yi Zhonglun feel bitter.

I thought that I studied hard since I was a child, and I was conceited about my talent, but I was tied up by Rong Guogong's family because of a careless act.

Fortunately, each other holds each other's handle, so that they will not be completely controlled.

His wife, Xu Rongrong, is like a tiger descending from the mountain. Her appearance is ordinary, but her personality is extremely domineering, making it difficult to get along with her.

As a result, he didn't dare to have sex with his delicate concubine when he hugged his delicate concubine.

The golden house hides its beauty, and can only peep a few times from a distance.

I've been working a lot these past two days, and it's hard to be quiet when I go back!

"Ugh!"

He sighed, thinking about how to pull out Xu Rongrong's thorn in his flesh.

Qianru saw through Yi Zhonglun's thoughts, she thought, it is impossible for a person like Yi Zhonglun to bear the domineering tigress in the family, and she must want to get rid of it quickly.

But his old Taishan was Rong Guogong, the auxiliary minister appointed by the late emperor, who had a title, meritorious service and popularity, and had saved the life of the current emperor. He was a well-known dignitary in the capital.

Even if Yi Zhonglun was the prime minister, he couldn't easily touch Rong Guogong's daughter.

But not being able to move easily doesn't mean that he can't move at all, after all, he was the prime minister.

So, Qianru fanned the wind from the side, "People are not grass, how can you be ruthless? I can't help it, my brother is still waiting for me to support, we are destined to have no fate, please give me a way out, okay? "

Yi Zhonglun was immediately angry and wanted to take Qianru back to the prime minister's mansion immediately.

"No, do you want me to die again? Even if you don't care about your wife, don't you care about King Luo's face?"

"you think too much!"

"The officialdom is like a battlefield, and I'm doing this for your own good."

Yi Zhonglun ignored what she said, and just dragged her out, and then stuffed her into the carriage.

Seeing this, Yu Fu was stunned. In his eyes, Yi Zhonglun was always rational and wise, but he never expected to have such an impulsive side.

However, the master's words and deeds are not something that a servant can comment on.

He just silently followed the car.

Things progressed too fast, beyond Qianru's expectation.

However, it would be better for such a thing to happen sooner, so as to save a lot of waiting and cut the mess quickly, so that the two villains, Yi Zhonglun and Xu Rongrong, can be bitten into a ball.

However, things were quite different from what she expected.

Xu Rongrong went back to her mother's house to visit. From the front door to the inner courtyard, there was no danger at all, and instead she saw An Qianya.

When Yi Zhonglun dragged her through the garden, An Qianya was picking flower petals with two maids.

But she doesn't look like a maid.

Seeing her looking there with a serious face, Yi Zhonglun thought she was jealous, and immediately called for An Qianya to be sent away.

Only then did Qianru know that An Qianya had become Yi Zhonglun's concubine.

It confused her.

An Qianya is more beautiful than her, but she can stay safely in the prime minister's house as a concubine. Could it be that Xu Rongrong still has a magnanimous side?
Or was my estimate of Yi Zhonglun wrong?
So, can I still take revenge?

(End of this chapter)

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