She won't be able to get her hairpin until the end of the year. If she doesn't get her hairpin, Qing Yiran won't be able to marry her aunt. The more Lin Yilian is anxious to become the fifth prince, the more she will arouse Xuanyuan Xi's disgust.

However, Lin Yilian and Qing Yiran are a perfect match, one is ruthless and the other is hypocritical.

"Brother Ran, Lian'er is not feeling well, she will go back!" Lin Yilian stood up abruptly, and ran away without caring about Qing Yiran!

"You are going too far! How can you say that to Lian'er!" Qing Yiran did not go after Lin Yilian, but just drank Su Suxian unhappily.

"If the eldest young master feels that it is unfair to Miss Lin, why don't you divorce me and marry Sister Lian'er into the mansion, so that Sister Lian'er can come in and out of Qing's mansion openly without fear of others' gossip!"

Su Suxian looked at Qing Yiran mockingly. She knew that if the woman in Xicang Kingdom took the initiative to terminate the engagement, she would have to sue her husband to terminate the marriage, and the price would be to receive forty lashes from the Ministry of Punishment.

If the man breaks off the engagement, all he needs to do is write a letter of divorce.

It would be best if Qing Yiran could take the initiative to divorce her. If Qing Yiran refused, then she would be free even if she received forty lashes!

"I won't divorce you!" Qing Yiran was startled for a moment, but still said firmly.

In the past few days, Su Suxian gave him a new understanding. She was full of thorns, she was quick-witted, and she was decisive and strong. How could he let go of her like this!?

Looking at Qing Yiran's possessive expression, Su Suxian felt that this face was really unappetizing.

"Qinzhu, let's go!" Su Suxian said, and left without saying hello to Qing Yiran.

"Su Xian, you are mine! No one can take it away from you!"

Looking at Su Su Xian's leaving back, Qing Yiran's eyes were like a hunter seeing his prey, with a strong sense of possession.

------------------Kiss of inertia-----------------

"Madam!" Zhang Si looked at Qing Shuiyun, who was dressed in a wedding dress. Thinking of the beauty and beauty that night, his mind couldn't help but be on fire.

It's a pity that he became a cripple and can no longer be humane.

"Trash!" Qing Shuiyun glared at Zhang Si angrily. He actually hit her in front of so many people just now. She couldn't swallow this tone!

"Madam, even if you don't have a baby, you still have a way to get married!"

Zhang Si rushed forward to please him and hugged Qing Shuiyun tightly.

"Let me go!" Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Zhang Si's body, Qing Shuiyun felt nauseated in his stomach!

"Let you go! You screamed happily that day, but you still asked me not to stop!"

Zhang Si, however, pulled off Qing Shuiyun's wedding clothes, lowered his head and kissed her white and tender skin.

"Let me go!"

Qing Shuiyun struggled to push Zhang Si away, and in the process of pushing, the pillow was pulled away.

Qing Shuiyun's face turned red when the things under the pillow were exposed, and he quickly covered the pillow again.

But Zhang Si quickly snatched the book over.

"Tsk tsk! I didn't expect the second young lady, no, madam, to have such a hobby!"

As Zhang Si spoke, he opened the Spring Palace Picture in his hand, and the patterns that made people spurt blood appeared in front of Qing Shuiyun.

"Give it back to me!" Qing Shuiyun didn't step forward to grab it, but stared at Zhang Si coldly.
Chapter completed!