Marrying a wife and a concubine together? Wouldn't it be better to divorce and become the queen

Peace and separation?

Xie Yan thought that everything Feng Qingluan did tonight was because she loved him so much that she was mad at him.

She had always dreamed of marrying him, so how could she bear to divorce him?

Xie Yan suppressed his anger and said, "Feng Qingluan, don't challenge my bottom line. I can crush you to death just like I crush an ant!"

Feng Qingluan raised her eyebrows and said, "Pinch me to death? Favoring a concubine over your wife on your wedding night, Your Highness, King Chu, are you dissatisfied with the marriage granted by the late emperor and are you deliberately trying to slap him in the face?"

Xie Yan choked.

Feng Qingluan has always listened to him, but why did she become a different person tonight and even dare to talk back to him?

Feng Shuyao nestled in Xie Yan's arms and cried in grievance:

"Sister, you have beaten and scolded me, please don't make the prince unhappy again. If sister is still not satisfied, I am willing to do anything to make you happy. Sister, please don't confront the prince again. This is not the Marquis' Mansion, don't be willful."

When she was in the Marquis' Mansion before, Feng Shuyao always pretended to be weak and vulnerable and said things to anger the original owner, making her look like a willful shrew. Now that she is in the Prince's Mansion, she is still using the same trick.

Feng Qingluan won't buy it!

She pulled Feng Shuyao out of Xie Yan's arms, slapped her in the face again, pulled up the bed curtain that had her wrapped like a dumpling, and threw in a good thing she brought back from the mountain.

"I hate people who pretend to be weak! If you try this trick in front of me again, I'll cut my bun off!"

Feng Qingluan left with a sense of relief.

Feng Shuyao didn't see clearly what Feng Qingluan threw at her chest, but the thing was crawling all over her body, screaming like crazy:

"Ah, my lord, something is biting me, ahhhhh, it's crawling on me..."

Feng Shuyao rolled around on the ground, trying to take off the bed curtain, but she was not wearing anything underneath so she didn't dare.

She didn't know what was running around and biting her body, and she fainted from extreme fear.

"Shu Yao!" Xie Yan was shocked.

Feng Shuyao saw a bulge between her legs, and a mountain rat crawled out from under her thigh, with blood flowing down.

Xie Yan picked the man up and yelled to the servants, "Call the doctor, call the doctor quickly!"

Feng Qingluan returned to Hengwuyuan.

Seeing her, Qingxue stepped forward anxiously: "Miss, where have you been? I was so worried. Ah, blood, are you injured?"

"It's okay, go get a basin of hot water." Feng Qingluan said.

Qingxue was the original owner's personal maid who grew up with her.

Feng Qingluan sat in front of a bronze mirror to check the injury on her head. Suddenly, she saw the medical room in the modern experimental base. Feng Qingluan was overjoyed and took bandages and medicines from the shelf to treat the wound.

Xie Yan invited a doctor to treat Feng Shuyao's injuries.

She had several bite wounds, none of which were deep, but mountain gophers are dirty and could easily have been infected with the blight.

Feng Shuyao cried non-stop after waking up. After Xie Yan calmed her down, he came to Hengwuyuan angrily.

"Bitch! You almost killed Shu Yao!" He kicked the door open and saw Feng Qingluan washing her hands, and he slapped her!

Feng Qingluan lifted the basin of water and poured it over him!

Xie Yan yelled, "Feng Qingluan, you are rebelling!"

Feng Qingluan said coldly: "I am a rebel, but you are stupid! You were fooled by a white lotus. Xie Yan, did you really think that the person who saved you in Mingling Temple two years ago was Feng Shuyao? Didn't you wake up once? What did you see?"

Xie Yan paused.

Two years ago, he went to Mengshan to suppress bandits, fell off a cliff and was bitten by a poisonous snake. It was Shu Yao who helped him suck out the poisonous blood regardless of her own safety.

From then on, he vowed to be good to her for the rest of his life.

"Feng Qingluan, don't even think about changing the subject! You crossed my bottom line with what happened tonight. Go kneel down and apologize to Shu Yao!"

Xie Yan shouted, and Feng Qingluan helped him recall:

"You saw that the person who saved you was wearing a white jade bracelet. Feng Shuyao stole it from me to recognize you. If she could take the jade bracelet, could she also take away your memory?"

Xie Yan was shocked. Before he completely passed out, he seemed to see Feng Qingluan's face vaguely.

But when he woke up again, Feng Shuyao appeared in front of him and was sucking out the poisonous blood for him.

Seeing his doubt, Feng Qingluan sneered: "Thank you for the meal. You can repay the favor, but don't repay the wrong person and get played with by others!"

Xie Yan’s face turned pale and he went out like a gust of wind.

After he left, a dark shadow flashed outside the window.

Feng Qingluan swung a scalpel, which pierced through the window paper and flew towards the black shadow.

"Ah!" A groan of pain came from outside the door.

Feng Qingluan walked out, and Nanny Ruan was kneeling on the ground with a knife in the back.

"Who do you want to tell after eavesdropping on the master's conversation?" Feng Qingluan walked behind her and pulled out the scalpel.

Madam Ruan turned around and shouted, "Miss, I came to see you with good intentions to ask you for instructions, but you shot me. How cruel!"

Feng Qingluan smiled and inserted the scalpel into Nanny Ruan's left eye without any warning.

"Ah! My eyes... You, you vicious woman, I will tell Madam Pan about what you did in Xilingxuan today. You will have a hard time..." Nanny Ruan screamed in pain.

On the surface, she was the housekeeper who was given to the original owner as a dowry by Madam Hou, but in reality, she was a spy planted by Feng Shuyao's mother, Mrs. Pan.

Feng Qingluan said, "Madam Hou is still here, so who is Pan Yulian?"

Madam Hou is Feng Qian's biological mother. More than ten years ago, the second and third wives of the Feng family saw that Feng Qian was granted the title of marquis, so they brought their families from Yangzhou to Beijing to curry favor with him, and all of them shamelessly lived in the marquis' mansion.

Before Feng Qingluan married into the Prince of Chu's Mansion, the Marquis' Mansion had always been run by the old lady of the Marquisate.

Madam Ruan said arrogantly, "The old lady won't live for many days. By then, the entire mansion will belong to Madam Pan. Miss, I advise you to know the current situation, so as not to offend Madam Pan and lose the support of your family in the future!"

Feng Qingluan frowned, keenly catching a glimpse of something strange.

In the original owner's memory, Madam Hou's love and care for her did not seem fake at all.

After all, Feng Qingluan is Feng Qian's only bloodline and granddaughter. How could Madam Hou know that the original owner liked the King of Chu and agreed to send a cousin from a side branch to compete with her for favor?

With a flash of cold light, the scalpel stabbed into Nanny Ruan's neck, and Feng Qingluan jumped over the high wall and left the Prince Chu's Mansion.

Hou House.

It was almost midnight. Under normal circumstances, Madam Hou would have gone to bed long ago, but tonight, Songhe Hall was brightly lit.

Feng Qingluan approached, and heard a woman's voice in the room:

"Madam, please nod and let Yang Yu inherit the title. Qingluan is getting married. The title that the Marquis has worked so hard to earn cannot be taken back by His Majesty without an heir. In the future, Qingluan will not be happy in her husband's family, and she will not have a family that she can speak to."

Nanny Qin suppressed her anger and rebuked: "Second Madam, you forced the old lady to vomit blood and you didn't let her rest. Can't you wait until the old lady recovers from her illness before discussing this matter?"

Another burly middle-aged man said coldly:

"It is precisely because the old lady is in poor health that the issue of the successor should be decided earlier. The title can be inherited by Yang Yu according to the second branch, and the power of steward must be given to me, the third branch. The deeds of various shops and lands and farms must also be released. With us to support the mansion, the old lady does not have to work hard and can rest assured to recover from her illness. That way, her body will recover faster."

"boom!"

There was the sound of a teacup breaking, and Madam Hou's weak curse:

"You are such a heartless bunch... cough cough, you sent Feng Shuyao to the Prince of Chu's mansion without telling me, I haven't settled the score with you for that yet, cough cough... Qingluan just got married and you're here to fight for the title and the family property... Do you think I'm going to die soon? Cough cough..."

There was a violent coughing sound in the room.

Feng Qingluan's guess was correct. Feng Shuyao's words were indeed intended to sow discord. Unfortunately, the original owner was too naive to believe them.

"Ah, the old lady is vomiting blood, come quickly, call a doctor!"

"Don't faint, old lady. Let's discuss the matter first before you faint, old lady..."

There was a sudden scream in the room. Feng Qingluan kicked the door open and the people in the room looked at her.

Feng Qingluan glanced at the people in front of the bed, her face cold as frost:

"Don't worry, Second Aunt and Third Uncle, you won't get anything you want. You'll never succeed as long as I'm here!"