Many women are actually unwilling to leave their current place of residence, such as Wang Ying, who has difficulty walking. Back then, she had to go through untold hardships and even pretended to be dead to get the new life she had always dreamed of!

If her husband knew that she was not dead, even if she had sold herself, the man would not give up and would continue to pester her, right? Thinking of this, she really did not have the courage to look at the man even once, let alone continue to endure the feeling of living in fear and anxiety all day long! If she really had to do what Xiaoyao said in the end, she would rather stay on this land alone and be burned to death by the blazing house fire. Anyway, she would never follow them.

Xiaoyun, who was once rescued by Xiaoyao from a mean and vicious beggar, was also full of fear. She was very afraid of the outside world. From childhood to adulthood, except for Xiaoyao, the world had never given her even a little bit of friendliness and warmth, so she was particularly afraid of everyone she met, no matter whether the other person was a man or a woman, but if Xiaoyao insisted, she was willing to accompany her.

In addition, Shangguan Jiao, who was almost taken away by her parents to be exchanged for marriage with others, had the same idea. She was afraid of becoming the target of her greedy and blood-sucking family again. Since she could not control her marriage, they might turn to covet her money. Even if she resolutely refused to give it, the endless entanglement still made her back off.

In addition, there is a group of women who are forced to marry, and they are also reluctant. They have doubts about whether Prince Jing can really ensure their own safety; rather than not trusting Prince Jing, they are worried that the endless quarrels of their relatives will force the superior to settle the matter, making a big thing small, or a small thing nothing.

After all, in their limited knowledge, no matter which dynasty they were in, a life as humble as an ant was not worthy of being called a "life". Xiaoyao tried his best to persuade them for two days, but he failed to change their stubborn ideas. In desperation, they had to go to Liu's house to seek help.

Xiaoyao deliberately dressed himself up as a mature and steady man and rushed to the gate of Liu's mansion at night.

It was already late at night, but the lights in Liu's mansion were still on, as bright as day, as if stars had fallen to the earth.

Walking into the courtyard of Liu's mansion, you will see pavilions and towers scattered in an orderly manner, with exquisite and gorgeous lanterns hanging in between, emitting warm and soft light, illuminating the bluestone path.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a towering rockery. Clear spring water cascades down from the top of the mountain like a silver ribbon, shining brightly under the moonlight.

The pool is sparkling, clearly reflecting the colorful flowers on the shore. At the edge of the pool, there are priceless stone sculptures, whose carving craftsmanship is so exquisite that they are almost vivid and lifelike. The breeze blows past, bringing bursts of refreshing fragrance, making people feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

There is a garden not far away. In this quiet and peaceful night, the flowers exude bursts of fragrance, like a spring flowing through, which is refreshing. Several colorful butterflies are attracted by this wonderful fragrance, and they flutter their wings and shuttle between the flowers, like a group of light and elegant elves.

On the path between the flowers, there is a gorgeous silk carpet, which is soft and smooth, shining with a faint luster. Everything here is in sharp contrast with the lives of ordinary people outside the palace.

When they learned that Xiaoyao had arrived, Zhu Yu and Ai Yun hurried to Prince Jing's study. Ai Yun almost messed up the hairpins on her head as Zhu Yu dragged her along so fast.

As soon as they entered the study, they immediately closed the door eagerly and couldn't wait to ask Xiaoyao about the latest progress of the matter: "How is it going? Has the matter over there been properly handled? Does the prince need to send someone to support us? Should we go over there to meet them first?"

Ever since leaving Prince Jing's room today, Zhu Yu didn't know why she wanted to change the clothes she was wearing. She always felt like there was a strange smell all over her body, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

In order to make herself look more stable and to show her high regard for Xiaoyao's visit, she changed into a dark-colored dress before coming, which was completely different from her usual lively and playful image.

The dress was as deep and mysterious as the night fell, exuding an intoxicating atmosphere. It was like a peaceful night sky, containing endless mysteries and restrained beauty. The skirt was as light and elegant as flowing clouds, lightly brushing the ground, like a breeze blowing through the flowers, but maintaining a dignified and steady posture.

The top is cleverly cut and fits the body shape, with simple and smooth lines, perfectly outlining her graceful figure. Her long hair cascades down like a waterfall, falling softly on her back, and is gently tied up with only a simple jade hairpin. There is a faint light flickering between her hair, like stars, which complements the dark dress, making her look more elegant, noble and extraordinary.

Her face was bright and beautiful, and now under the dark dress, her skin looked even whiter than snow, as translucent as white jade. At this moment, Zhu Yu was walking quickly towards Prince Jing's study, and each step she took had a unique rhythm, like a beating note, playing a beautiful melody.

Prince Jing gazed at the beautiful scenery in front of him, and his throat could not help but roll slightly, as if a clear spring was flowing in his throat. Reason told him that he still had important matters to deal with at the moment, but even without the constraints of important matters, he seemed unable to take any further action.

He sighed secretly in his heart, and that sigh was like a heavy stone pressing on his heart. He knew that the longer he suppressed his emotions, the more Zhu Yu might not be able to bear the torrent of emotions when they exploded in the future.

Xiaoyao bowed slightly to the three people again and said with an apologetic look on her face: "I am really ashamed. I have tried my best, but I still failed to convince the sisters. The vast majority of them firmly expressed their unwillingness to leave that place." Then, she truthfully told the three people what most people had experienced and their inner concerns.

The three people listened quietly, their hearts seemed to be pressed down by a huge weight, extremely heavy. Their silence was like the calm before the storm.

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