C4

Outside of the city gate, a white horse slowly approached. It was a man and woman on the horse. Even from afar, they knew that the horse was extremely good-looking.

The woman wore a snow-white dress that covered her face. The man held her in his arms.

"Your Highness." The horse stopped at the city gate. The woman wanted to dismount, but she was stopped by the man.

"Of course, beauties are born to be blessed. How can we let the small city suffer?" The man's peach blossom eyes were filled with elegance, his pretty face was as flirtatious as a wannabe. As he spoke, he had already dismounted from his horse and was walking directly towards the palace with Yan Qingcheng in his arms.

The guards on both sides shook their heads in unison. Sure enough, their Third Marquis was still as unruly as he was in the past. If a beauty was like this, they would definitely be harmed.

"My lord." Bei Chenyan's face, which was originally full of smiles, became unsightly when he saw the Duke of Northern ChenChen carrying Yan Qingcheng in. "My son, why is it that even after leaving for so long, you still haven't recovered from your bad habit?"

Lord Beichen didn't seem to care at all, "Father, since ancient times, heroes were only beauties." As Yan Qingcheng felt uncomfortable being carried, she simply placed her on a chair.

At this moment, Bei Chen Han walked in from the outside. Duke Bei Chen looked at him with dissatisfaction and said, "What bad luck, seeing this' iceberg 'face as soon as we came back."

"You stinking brat, this is your second brother." Bei Chenyan reprimanded, "This is getting more and more unorthodox. Until now, I don't even know how to take a Fu Jin."

"If you point out little Nino to me, I'll show you right away." The Duke of Beichen spoke flippantly.

Bei Zhen Yan glared at her, "What nonsense are you talking about? Nono is your sister-in-law." In a split-second, the smile on the Duke of Bei Chen's face vanished completely. But this change happened too fast, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Beichen shrugged helplessly, "Imperial Father, you can't blame me for this. Then the position of Fujin can only be kept forever." Yan Qingcheng glanced at the Beicheng, a trace of sadness in her eyes.

In the long corridor, the Duke of Beichen, together with Yan Qingcheng, was walking behind Beichen Han. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, "Ice Mountain Company, it can't be that you forced Little Nuo to marry you, right?"

Bei Chen Han stopped, looked at him coldly, and taunted: "Forced? "Duke Bei Chen, let me tell you, even if I don't marry Xiao'er, he will never leave me for the rest of his life." With that, he left without looking back, leaving the Duke of Bei Chen standing on the spot with his blue eyes filled with sadness.

The Royal Mansion.

"What did you say?" Xue Rou's eyes suddenly narrowed.

The maid who was serving at the side was shocked. She trembled and repeated, "She … She is Fu Jin."

Xue Rou's gaze was fixed on Su Nuo, who was squatting by the lake washing clothes, waved her hand, indicating for the servant girl to leave. Only then did she stand up, quietly come to Su Nuo's back, her cold eyes fixed on Su Nuo's sadness.

The sudden impact made the already tired Su Nuo not even have the chance to struggle and fall into the water. Xue Rou looked at Su Nuo who was struggling downwards, and said word by word, "What qualifications does a lowly slave have to fight with me, she should just die." Then he turned around and left.

Despite not being able to swim at all, Su Nuo continued to sink deeper into the water. It was extremely difficult for her to choke off a large mouthful of water, and even her scarred body seemed unreal in the water.

Su Nuo felt that she was about to die, but she couldn't die. How could she bear to die just like that when she just received such extravagant hopes of marrying her master? No, absolutely not.

Su Nuo struggled with all her might. Finally, Su Nuo's right hand came into contact with a rock by the lake. She pulled at it with all her might before finally landing on the shore.