Chapter 377： Conventional routine

"Hahaha, the second prince, we will discuss this in detail later, you first **** Daxia wine to see if it suits your taste."

Xia Huang nodded and smiled, don't give Xia Yanran a deep look.

But the latter's eyes suddenly flashed with fear and a hint of humiliation.

How could she not see that Qi Deqiang looked at the **** in her eyes.

Moreover, listening to his tone, he wanted to threaten the emperor with the alliance.

can…

She Xia Yanran didn't like her husband and son now, because her grandfather hated the ancestor for giving this marriage inexplicably.

It's just that she is already a married woman after all, so marrying others like this, how does the whole Xijiang think about her?

Vanity?

Slutty shameless?

Today's Xia Yanran has already seen through the world, and only wants to cultivate the Tao.

Therefore, in the past three years, not to mention the same bed, she has never shared a room with that person.

In the house of the emperor, women's marriage is essentially a means of power.

Xia Yanran understood, but was also unwilling.

Especially her elder sisters, who were married to the princes of other countries, always deliberately made things difficult every time they returned to the court, which made Xia Yanran unspeakable upset.

"Hehe, just as Emperor Xia said, but... this prince still has important things to do, and he will leave Daxia tomorrow, so don't let Xia emperor let me wait too long."

Qi Deqiang smiled indifferently, with a confident look.

He didn't believe it, the Emperor Xia would not understand what he meant.

As for Xia Yanran...

He originally had thirteen concubines, but none of them were so coquettish.

Marrying the past and being a plaything is harmless.

"Yan Ran, you follow me."

Emperor Xia got up and walked towards the apse.

But Xia Yanran trembled in her heart, but finally did not dare to refute, and followed Xia Huang into the apse.

"Yan Ran, haven't you been dissatisfied with your marriage?"

At this time, Emperor Xia had no previous majesty on his face, and even a touch of kindness.

Beside him, there was a beautiful woman in a gorgeous dress, with enchanting face, slender eyebrows, and a little bit mean.

It is Xia Yanran's mother and concubine, Xu Huarong.

"Father, Yan Ran is now dedicated to Taoism and is not greedy for vulgar feelings. She only hopes that she can achieve her position as soon as possible so that she can share her worries for her father."

Xia Yanran's pretty face was cold, and she bowed deeply.

The deep meaning is self-evident.

"Huh? Haha, I am worthy of my good daughter. Yanran can have this heart. I am very pleased. But Yanran, your marriage contract was made by my ancestors. Actually, I guess it should be the ancestor and Najiang. What oath does Yu-san have, but..."

A coldness flashed in Xia Huang’s eyes, "Now you and Jiang Yu have been married for three years. You have completed the vow. It's just a waste. If you want talent and no background, how can you be worthy of my son? The marriage contract may be annulled."

"Father!!"

Xia Yanran's beautiful eyes widened, her pretty face seemed to have grief and anger.

At this time, even though what Xia Huang said was for her sake, it was nothing more than the covenant with Daqi.

It's just that once she tears up the marriage contract and marries to Daqi, not to mention her status, she is afraid that she will lose her freedom.

Na Qi Deqiang is notorious and extremely lecherous in this land of the Western Frontier.

I don't know how many women of the good family were killed by him.

It is said that this person has a lot of quirks, and he is also the son of Empress Daqi, so...

But the fate of all the women he liked was extremely miserable.

Jiang Yu was a waste, a useless, and even a servant in the palace dared to make fun of him.

And every time he just smiled mildly and ignored it!

Every day, he would personally arrange medicinal baths for himself, and some of the spiritual materials used in them did not even know Xia Yanran.

Don't say... Since taking the medicinal bath he adjusted, Xia Yanran's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. In just three years, she has caught up with several of her brothers.

Of course, with Xia Yanran's understanding, it would never be possible to attribute the credit to the medicated bath.

When she thought about it, it was probably the results of her practice in the palace that she had no interest in playing anymore in the past three years.

Xia Yanran looked down on Jiang Yu, but in the past three years, she could feel that the trash really liked her and cared about her.

can…

Every time Xia Yanran asked about his life experience, he always said that there is no family and no family.

Homeless?

Are you fucking... popped out of a crack in a rock?

Moreover, anyone who can be involved with her Xia family ancestors is definitely not an ordinary cultivator.

But... Jiang Yu really didn't have any spiritual power.

In the past three years, he has never walked out of the palace for half a step, and he is really not like a person with a secret.

Ok?

Why do I suddenly think of him?

Who he is has nothing to do with me!

"Yan Ran? Yan Ran?"

Xu Huarong gently touched Xia Yanran's arm, her brows seemed to be worried.

"Father! I will not tear up the marriage contract! I will not marry that Qi Deqiang, his personality, the father will not know what he is? A scum, scum, I..."

"Snapped!!"

Before Xia Yanran could finish her words, Xia Huang suddenly raised her hand and slapped her face severely.

"Presumptuous! Do you think your marriage contract is up to you alone? I am in Daxia, can't you see it?"

Emperor Xia took a deep look at Xia Yanran, then turned and walked towards the main hall.

"Concubine Hua, recently someone told me that you have privately collected the Minister Lingbaozhuyu. Why, do you want to try the taste of Leng Gong?"

"Emperor! Emperor! Rumors!"

Xu Huarong's face was instantly pale, and she knelt directly on the temple, crying bitterly at the distant figure.

She understood that Emperor Xia was warning her.

If Xia Yanran is obedient, these are nothing.

But if Xia Yanran is disobedient, I am afraid that her fate will not be as simple as Leng Gong.

Nowadays, Daxia is turbulent, and the world can be determined if the Daqi Covenant can be obtained.

There is no need to consider the matter of a princess changing a dynasty to form an alliance.

And still...a married, useless princess.

"Yan Ran! Do you want to kill your mother?"

Xu Huarong knelt in front of Xia Yanran, tearing her nose and tears.

"Mother concubine, do you have the heart to see my reputation as a greedy vain and shameless **** on my back? Then Qi Deqiang, young, has thirteen concubines, I will marry him..."

Xia Yanran closed her eyes, tears falling in her eyes.

Her destiny, it seems...has been unable to be controlled in her own hands.

Jiang Yu, why are you not the prince of the dynasty, the descendant of the ancient sect, then... no one would dare to persecute me.

"Yan Ran!! But he is the second prince of Da Qi at any rate, and Empress Da Qi is a prostitute. If you marry him, it is better to marry him than to guard Jiang Yu!"

What Xu Huarong cares about, how can it be Xia Yanran's happiness.

If it weren't for Jiang Yu's incompetence, would she personally collect the minister's Lingbao to make up for personal use?

Even those princes and concubines lived a hundred times more nourishment than her.

How can this not make Xu Huarong jealous! !

"Mother Concubine!!"

"If you don't agree, I will die in front of you today!! You can guard Jiang Yu by yourself!!"

When the words fell, Xu Huarong got up suddenly and ran into the stone pillar aside.

She naturally understood her daughter's temper thoroughly.

Sure enough, this routine of crying and making trouble and finding death is still easy to use.

Xia Yanran's figure flashed, and she held her in her arms, tears slipping from her eyes, revealing despair.

"Mother, I promise you, I promise you can't do it!"

"Yan Ran, this is what you said, you can't go back! When you return to the main hall, you will go to Prince Qi Er to communicate with him, and let your father know what you want!"

Xu Huarong raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, got up, and dragged Xia Yanran towards the hall. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.