After Wearing the Book, I Became the Villain’s Contract Beast

Wen Qiyun had been waiting outside anxiously. When she heard that the third prince was about to marry Princess Xiqin, her whole body tilted, her eyes darkened, and she passed out immediately.

"Miss, miss, wake up."

While pinching Wen Qiyun's crowd, Bizhu asked for help from Wen Xueyao who happened to be passing by.

"Second Miss, the Eldest Miss is dizzy, please help me find a way."

Wen Xueyao frowned, with a sarcasm on her face, "I've had enough dreams, it's time to wake up. From now on, I will be your eldest daughter of the Wen family, and my mother will find you a good husband."

Wen Qiyun, who woke up leisurely, just heard this sentence, and hated her even more.

The concubine's marriage is in the hands of the mistress of the house, so she doesn't believe that that woman will kindly find her a good husband's family. When the time comes, she will definitely either marry her or pave the way for Wen Xueyao.

Getting up, Wen Qiyun pushed Wen Xueyao away and ran towards Tianhuayuan.

The imperial doctor was treating Yan Cong's wound, Qin Shiyu's sword wound was not serious, and the treatment was not timely, not only was there a lot of bleeding, but there were signs of redness and swelling around the wound.

"Your Highness!"

Wen Qiyun pushed open the door suddenly, didn't see who was in front of Yan Cong, so she just pushed it open, fell on it, and started crying.

Yan Cong's face was grim in pain, it was the first time that Wen Qiyun was so blank, he pushed her away out of patience, and was even more annoyed when he saw blood stains from the freshly wrapped wound.

The imperial physician hurried forward, re-bandaged the wound with medicine, and repeatedly instructed, "Your Highness's wound must not be torn apart, otherwise it will be difficult to heal, and it will cause high fever, which may be life-threatening."

Only then did Wen Qiyun realize that she had almost made a big mistake just now, she was afraid for a while, and after the imperial physician left, she cautiously said: "Your Highness, Yun'er didn't mean it, I just, just..."

While talking, Wen Qiyun shed tears again, but she wiped it off by herself pretending to be strong.

She looked at Yan Cong with affectionate eyes, and she could hear a bit of forbearance trembling in her calm tone, "Your Highness really wants to marry Princess Mu, and also promises not to take concubines for life?"

Looking at her like this, Yan Cong still couldn't bear it, walked over with a guilty face, and held her hand, "Yun'er, you don't know, just now the Regent and Prince Yu are pressing on in the Palace of Xihe, If I don't agree to these conditions, I'm afraid that Xiqin will go to war with Dayan directly. At that time, not only the soldiers of the two countries, but also the common people will suffer. How can I implicate so many innocent people because of my own affairs? "

"What about me? Does Your Highness want me?" Wen Qiyun was not aggressive, she knew what kind of expression and tone would arouse this man's pity and guilt.

Sure enough, Yan Cong sighed softly, and hugged her into his arms, "Don't worry, Yun'er, I will find a way to bring you into the mansion after I get married with Princess Mu, and she will already be my wife by then. Treat her a little bit, please her a little bit, so that she can't find fault, what else can I do to you?"

This was not what Wen Qiyun expected, but she also knew that it was best not to go against this man's wishes at this time.

"Well, Yun'er trusts His Highness."

On the other side, Qin Muqing smashed Wen Qiyun's room to pieces after returning to Qingfengyuan, and when she saw Bizhu walking out of the room alive and kicking, she was held down .

"Didn't you be poisoned by a poisonous spider? You recovered so quickly?"

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