My husband married a concubine? I turned around and married the cold prince.

In his opinion, An Qingqian was just a little girl who grew up in the back house. If he spoke harshly, she would be so scared that she would take the initiative to bring up the matter without him saying anything.

As the two were talking, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"What's going on? Can't you slow down a little?" The people in the carriage almost fell down.

Xue Wanxian shouted angrily outside.

"No, Marquis, it's the Madam who came out and is standing in front of the carriage." The guards outside were also stunned when they saw An Qingqian, and then they quickly pulled the reins of the horse.

"What? An Qingqian?" Xue Wanxian frowned, slightly shocked. How did she know that he would come back at this time?

Before Xue Wanxian could think about anything, he heard An Qingqian's beautiful voice coming from outside.

"The An family welcomes the Marquis back to the mansion." An Qingqian shouted loudly.

This shout made the people on the street stop and look over here curiously.

"An Qingqian, what are you shouting for?" Xue Wanxian deliberately chose a low-key carriage because he didn't want others to know that he was bringing a pregnant woman back home.

Unexpectedly, An Qingqian got the news from somewhere and brought people to wait for me outside, and even shouted it out loudly.

Xue Wanxian gently comforted Liu Yiyi, then lifted the curtain and looked outside.

When he saw An Qingqian, his breathing held, not because he was impressed by An Qingqian's beauty, but because he was angry.

An Qingqian was wearing a plain white dress, with only a white jade hairpin on her hair, and there was not even a bit of rouge on her face.

Although she was very pretty, she was dressed like this, and if you didn't know her, you would think she was dead and was in mourning for him.

He's dressed like he's attending a funeral.

Xue Wanxian was so angry that he walked out of the carriage, stood on the shaft, and lowered his voice to An Qingqian.

"An Qingqian, why are you here?"

"Of course we welcome the Marquis back home. What's wrong? Doesn't the Marquis like it?" An Qingqian pretended to be confused and looked up at Xue Wanxian.

Xue Wanxian was wearing a long green gown. He had a good-looking appearance, looking like a fair-faced scholar. Even though he had been at the border for such a long time, there was not a trace of wrinkles on his face.

Looking at him, he is still young and handsome. No wonder the seductive Liu Yiyi disregarded worldly views, was willing to devote herself, and got pregnant before marriage.

An Qingqian knew clearly that this was all because of his father's secret help. Otherwise, how could he, an ordinary man with no skills and no strategy, return to Beijing so quickly.

"What are you welcoming? Why don't you hurry into the mansion?" Xue Wanxian choked when he heard this.

At this time, the people were watching this side. Although they had never seen An Qingqian before, they saw maids and servants following her, and saw her walking out of the main gate of Linnan Marquis Mansion.

He soon figured out her identity. She was An Qingqian, the wife of the Marquis of Linnan's son who had married three years ago.

However, many people knew Xue Wanxian. When they saw him coming out of a simple carriage, they realized that it was Marquis Lin'an who had returned from the border, and An Qingqian went out to greet him.

"My lord, you have just returned from the border and need to exorcise evil spirits." An Qingqian spoke gently and then looked to the side.

Two servants were holding a brazier, and another maid was holding a peach branch.

Seeing this scene, Xue Wanxian was furious. "Okay, let's talk about these things when we get home. There's no need to do this outside."

"My Lord, this won't do. This is my mother's special instruction, and I dare not disobey her." An Qingqian directly put the blame on Zhang.

She just didn't believe that Xue Wanxian dared to disobey his mother's instructions in front of everyone. This was unfilial.

"You!" Xue Wanxian wanted to get angry, but when he saw many people gathered around, he was worried that the people in the carriage would be discovered.

She had no choice but to get off the carriage, step over the brazier, and let the maid brush her body with a peach branch.

"What are you wearing?" He walked in front of An Qingqian, and the white color on her body became even more eye-catching.

"Your Majesty, you don't know that in the past few years when you were at the border, I have been wearing plain clothes, praying for you and the soldiers at the border in the Buddhist temple, eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha every day. I was so surprised to hear that you have returned that I didn't have time to change my clothes."

The sincere expression on An Qingqian's face did not seem fake. Although Xue Wanxian still felt uncomfortable in her heart, her anger subsided a little. After all, she was a weak woman. If she really wanted to, she could only eat vegetarian food, chant Buddhist scriptures, and pray for them.

When the people surrounding her heard An Qingqian's words, their eyes were filled with admiration and envy.

So that's how it is. No wonder she dressed so simply. Looking at her thin body, I knew she hadn't had a good life in the past few years.

The newlywed husband went far away to the border, and as a wife, I could only do what I could.

"She is worthy of being the daughter of General An. She really cares about the soldiers at the border." Someone among the people exclaimed.

"Yes, not everyone can eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures every day, not to mention that she is a daughter of an official family."

"That's right. She has to worry about her father and her husband. No wonder she looks so thin. I guess she hasn't had a good life in the past few years."

"Although my body is here, my heart is probably with me. How can I eat? It's really pitiful."

Under the guidance of caring people, the kind image of An Qingqian who was worried about the border and missed her husband quietly rose in everyone's hearts.

After hearing what she wanted to hear, An Qingqian knew that her goal had been achieved, and a barely perceptible smile flashed across her eyes.

"Okay, my lord, let's go back quickly. I have asked someone to prepare a table of delicious food to welcome you." An Qingqian suppressed her nausea and hatred and walked excitedly to Xue Wanxian's side.

"Butler, this carriage is a bit old. Let's chop it into firewood and arrange a new carriage for the Marquis." An Qingqian spoke loudly.

"Wait, no need for that. The carriage was pulled in. After all, it accompanied me back. How can we just destroy it? Besides, there are some of my clothes in it. Let's go back home first." Xue Wanxian didn't expect that An Qingqian actually wanted to destroy the carriage directly, so he quickly asked them to stop.

"Clothes? Oh, I almost forgot. Boyun, you and Yingyi go and get the Marquis's clothes and take the carriage away."

An Qingqian gave the two of them a wink, and they quickly stepped forward.

Before Xue Wanxian could say anything to stop them, the curtain of the carriage was lifted and the people inside appeared in front of everyone.

"You, who are you?" Bo Yun seemed to be frightened by the person inside. He actually took two steps back, pointed at the person inside and spoke in shock. In a panic, he "accidentally" pulled down the curtain of the carriage.

As a result, the people inside wanted to cover themselves with the curtain, but they were unable to do so and could only stare blankly at the person in front of them.

The sound of the clouds being pushed aside was so loud that not only An Qingqian and Xue Wanxian heard it, but even the people in the outermost circle heard it.

Everyone was originally moved by An Qingqian's infatuation and kindness, but was caught off guard by the sound of Poyun, and they all rushed to the front of the carriage out of curiosity, wanting to see clearly the people inside the carriage.