"What can I say? I can only obey the young marshal and let him stay for now. The days are long and we can still divorce the marriage in the future! So... think about it in the long run!"
"How can that be done? Do you really want the young marshal to marry Zhongqing? What should I do?" He Anyuan asked anxiously.
"So what? Is it possible that you really asked the young marshal to leave here? What if you leave? You won't be able to see the young marshal anymore, and you still want to marry him?"
He Anyuan's face turned pale: "Does aunt mean... to act according to the situation and find a way to drive her away?"
"This is the only way..." The eldest lady sighed, and then her tone was a little gloomy: "The young master died because of her, how could he let her go so easily? Now she has a young commander...
...However, I believe that the young commander will get over this novelty sooner or later...
... There is no man like this. At first, Yi Feng, didn't he swear to me? But later, didn't he marry five more? Why don't we just go with the flow and let them get married? I don't believe it.
, she loves her... she can really be pampered all the way!"
He Anyuan, standing by, also nodded.
She gritted her teeth secretly, thinking silently in her heart, after all, the young commander is still hers!
After the eldest wife left, Yi Jian stood alone in the study for a long time. He felt that this day was unreal and terrifying.
His heart seemed to have risen from hell to heaven, and he lived in fear.
I really thought she would leave.
After a long while, he turned around and walked towards her bedroom.
Pushing the door open, it was a little dark inside. He stretched out his hand and turned on the headlights. The light was very bright. Zhongqing stood in front of the window and opened the window. The wind blew her hair, flying backwards. She heard the sound and turned around suddenly.
She turned her head and happened to see Yi Jian standing at the door. There was a trace of surprise in her eyes, as if she didn't expect that he would resolve the matter so quickly.
Zhong Qing moved her lips, actually wanting to say something, but in the end she still felt unable to speak, so she turned her head slightly and continued to look out the window, avoiding Yi Jian's gaze staring at her.