The Concubine Strikes Back: The Marquis Insists on Me to Be His Wife

In the general's mansion on the other side, Su Jinqi and Meng Zhiyuan had just woken up from their sleep. Su Jinqi looked at her beside him, his eyes full of tenderness. So, he said softly: "Madam, let me tell you something."

Meng Zhiyuan stood up to pour water, was slightly startled, and looked at Su Jinqi in confusion, not knowing what he was going to say.

Su Jinqi told her seriously, "Li Shang and Xing Yuning are married." Hearing this, the teacup in Meng Zhiyuan's hand suddenly slipped and fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

At this moment, the teacup was like Meng Zhiyuan's heart, broken into pieces.

Su Jinqi chose to tell this matter this morning because he knew that last night was Li Shang's wedding night. If he told Meng Zhiyuan last night, she might be affected and do something. But now that everything is a foregone conclusion, he thinks it's okay to tell her.

However, Meng Zhiyuan's reaction after hearing the news surprised Su Jinqi. Her face turned pale, and her eyes revealed a trace of sadness and despair.

She frowned slightly and asked, "Why did you tell me this today?"

Su Jinqi felt dissatisfied, "Are you still obsessed with Li Shang?"

Meng Zhiyuan lowered her head and answered in a low voice: "No, what does he have to do with me?" After that, she gently stroked her bulging belly, as if to comfort herself.

Su Jinqi heard the indifference in her words, but still couldn't help asking, "Then why are you so excited?" He didn't understand why Meng Zhiyuan would react like this.

Meng Zhiyuan raised her head, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and said: "Since he has chosen someone else, I naturally won't have any nostalgia." However, yesterday was my birthday, and Li Shang chose to get married on this day. Did he hate me and want me to remember this day forever? "When she said this, her eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Su Jinqi felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw Meng Zhiyuan's appearance. He knew that Meng Zhiyuan still couldn't let go of Li Shang. But he still went forward to hug her and comforted her softly: "Don't be sad, we already have a child, and our future life will be better."

Meng Zhiyuan leaned in Su Jinqi's arms, tears streaming down her face. She hated it so much, really hated it, hated her own powerlessness.

Seeing Meng Zhiyuan crying in his arms, Su Jinqi thought to himself, "Yeah, so what if you still miss me? Don't you still have to give birth to a child for me? Shouldn't you have given up completely this time?" The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Just give birth to the child and be a good general's wife. I won't treat you unfairly and I won't take a concubine." Su Jinqi vowed to Meng Zhiyuan.

He thought that Meng Zhiyuan would change his mind after saying this. But as soon as he left the general's mansion, Meng Zhiyuan closed the door and knocked over the candlestick, allowing the candle flame to spread.

Yes, since I can't bring trouble to the Meng family, it would be more comfortable to die! Why should I suffer while I am alive!

As she was thinking, the fire had already reached the roof. Meng Zhiyuan smiled. There was no moment that could make her feel relieved more than now!

The guards and maids outside the door smelled something burning and looked for the source of the smell.

The guards in the distance saw the fireworks on the roof and shouted: "There's a fire! There's a fire! There's a fire in the young general's house! Go get some water!"

Those who were searching for the smell inside also saw the fire in the house.

"Hurry, the lady is still in the room!" Several guards broke open the door together, and thick smoke billowed out of the house!