Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

Ye Qian smiled suddenly: "I just - believed his love words. I thought he was still the same person as before. Since he made a promise, he would not break it. It turns out that what he said when he was passionate could not be true..."

"What did he promise you?" Luo Qingyu, who had been listening nearby, interrupted.

Ye Qian sighed softly: "He promised me that he would marry me as his wife, not take concubines for three years, and not have any affairs with other women. He did let go of other concubines in his house for me..."

"Did you hear that after he agreed to the marriage of Princess Qirui, you came to him again and again just to make him not break his promise?" Luo Qingyu asked again.

Ye Qian closed her eyes slightly and said nothing.

But Luo Qingyu knew that he had guessed correctly.

I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart.

Most of what a man says when he is passionate is not trustworthy and is nothing more than a means of seeking pleasure.

However, there are many girls who take the love words they say at this time seriously, and end up hurting their hearts and bodies...

"Why three years? Instead of a lifetime?" Luo Qingyu asked again, vaguely feeling that there seemed to be some mystery in it.

Ye Qian's body trembled slightly, and he looked up at the Grand Master. The Grand Master's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of pity in his eyes: "The matter is irreversible, Ye Qian, the ancient curse has been broken, if you want

You can say it, you can say it."

Ancient mantra, what ancient mantra?

Luo Qingyu felt that there was a mystery in the conversation between the Grand Master and Ye Qian today.

She vaguely understood, but not quite.

He glanced at Ye Qian and said seriously: "Cousin Qian, uncle, aunt, and ancestors are all still thinking about you. They don't want anything to happen to you and are still waiting for you to come home."

Ye Qian paused for a moment, and finally sighed: "The people I'm most sorry for now are them..."

She turned to look at the Grand Imperial Preceptor and slowly knelt down: "Master Imperial Preceptor, after today - please erase the memory of Ye Qian from their minds."

The Grand Master's tone was light, but his words were cold: "It cannot be erased. After all, they have raised you for fifty years. In their hearts, you are their flesh and blood, and they will always remember you."

Ye Qian's shoulders trembled, and a wry smile slipped from the corner of his lips: "Then - there is nothing I can do. I can only repay their kindness in the next life... No, I don't have the next life..."

Her long eyelashes lightly covered her eyes and face, like the wet wings of a butterfly, unable to fly again.

Luo Qingyu's heart suddenly sank. Just now she felt a hint of ominousness in the conversation between the two, and now that ominous feeling seemed to be confirmed.

She looked at Ye Qian again and suddenly took a breath of air.

Ye Qian's face, which was originally as white as jade, her neck, and the back of her hands... all had light red corpse spots, which looked a little weird under the candlelight.

Luo Qingyu took a breath and looked at the Grand Imperial Master with sharp eyes: "Master, what is going on with Cousin Qian? What ancient curse? Will she die?" Ye Qian smiled erratically: "I'm just

——I just believed his love words. I thought he was still the same person as before. Since he made a promise, he would not break it. It turns out that what he said when he was passionate could not be true..."

"What did he promise you?" Luo Qingyu, who had been listening nearby, interrupted.

Ye Qian sighed softly: "He promised me that he would marry me as his wife and not take concubines for three years or have an affair with other women. He did let go of other concubines in his house for me..."

"Did you hear that after he agreed to the marriage of Princess Qirui, you came to him again and again just to make him not break his promise?" Luo Qingyu asked again.

Ye Qian closed her eyes slightly and said nothing.

But Luo Qingyu knew that he had guessed correctly.

I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart.

Most of what a man says when he is passionate is not trustworthy and is nothing more than a means of seeking pleasure.

However, there are many girls who take the love words they say at this time seriously, and end up hurting their hearts and bodies...

"Why three years? Instead of a lifetime?" Luo Qingyu asked again, vaguely feeling that there seemed to be some mystery in it.

Ye Qian's body trembled slightly, and he looked up at the Grand Master. The Grand Master's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of pity in his eyes: "The matter is irreversible, Ye Qian, the ancient curse has been broken, if you want

You can say it, you can say it."

Ancient mantra, what ancient mantra?

Luo Qingyu felt that there was a mystery in the conversation between the Grand Master and Ye Qian today.

She vaguely understood, but not quite.

He glanced at Ye Qian and said seriously: "Cousin Qian, uncle, aunt, and ancestors are all still thinking about you. They don't want anything to happen to you and are still waiting for you to come home."

Ye Qian paused for a moment, and finally sighed: "The people I'm most sorry for now are them..."

She turned to look at the Grand Imperial Preceptor and slowly knelt down: "Master Imperial Preceptor, after today - please erase the memory of Ye Qian from their minds."

The Grand Master's tone was light, but his words were cold: "It cannot be erased. After all, they have raised you for fifty years. In their hearts, you are their flesh and blood, and they will always remember you."

Ye Qian's shoulders trembled, and a wry smile slipped from the corner of his lips: "Then - there is nothing I can do. I can only repay their kindness in the next life... No, I don't have the next life..."

Her long eyelashes lightly covered her eyes and face, like the wet wings of a butterfly, unable to fly again.

Luo Qingyu's heart suddenly sank. Just now she felt a hint of ominousness in the conversation between the two, and now that ominous feeling seemed to be confirmed.

She looked at Ye Qian again and suddenly took a breath of air.

Ye Qian's face, which was originally as white as jade, her neck, and the back of her hands... all had light red corpse spots, which looked a little weird under the candlelight.

Luo Qingyu took a breath and looked at the Great Imperial Master with sharp eyes: "Master, what is going on with Sister Qian? What ancient curse? Will she die?"