Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

The next day.

Early in the morning, the orioles on the branches were singing melodiously. The air was cool in the early autumn morning, the fragrance of osmanthus was pleasant, and the haze of last night was swept away.

Jingzhe, dressed in a black robe with black sleeves, returned the things that Luo Qin had previously sent back.

"Please accept it, lady."

Luo Qin knelt on the couch. Her heart was choked when she saw this thing, but her face remained gentle. She held the embroidered handkerchief and said to the man standing in front of her, "Thank you. Give it to Rufang."

Rufang took small steps forward, took the wooden box from Jingzhe's hand, turned around and took it into Luoqin's room.

Seeing Luo Qin accept it, Jingzhe's tense expression eased a little, and he said in a clear voice: "Miss Luo, you are too polite."

Apparently, after last night, the young man and the young lady reconciled, but I don’t know what happened, the young man’s face…

Jingzhe stole a glance at the girl kneeling in front of the three-legged table. She was still so dignified and graceful, with elegant manners. He really couldn't believe she could be so cruel. His husband has been too embarrassed to go out to meet guests these days.

"Miss Luo, my husband has said that what happened last night should be forgotten now, and no one needs to mention it again."

A man is as precious as gold and jade, and being scratched on the face by a girl is a great insult. Where does this put the dignity of a man? Where does this put the dignity of the royal family?

After suffering such an insult, the man did not show any anger when he returned, which shows that he loved the girl from Luo very much.

I just hope that Miss Luo doesn't have to worry about the fact that her husband can't marry her, and that she can live a good life with him. Her husband will never let her suffer any grievances.

Luo Qin held the corner of the embroidered handkerchief to cover her lips, her expression was a little shy, her beautiful eyes moved around, "I understand, you can go back and let your husband take good care of himself."

"Yes, I am resigning."

As soon as Jingzhe left, Luo Qin instantly put away the gentleness on his face and his expression became cold.

Rufang secretly glanced at the girl's expression and thought, it seems that Yang Lang and the girl really can't succeed.

The girl looks gentle and soft on the surface, but she is actually tough inside, has her own ideas and will never compromise.

During these few days, Jin Zhao really did not go out, and Luo Qin was happy to have some free time, embroidering in her own room.

One afternoon, Luo Qin knelt on the high-legged couch in front of the window, and on the table was a basket full of needlework and embroidery pieces.

Someone lifted the bamboo curtain in front of the door and stepped in. Luo Qin heard the noise and looked back. It turned out to be his brother Luo Qi.

She put down the flower she was doing, looked up and smiled: "Brother, why did you come to my place? Is there not many people in the clinic today?"

My brother and father are usually busy in the clinic and go home at night, but it is not yet dark today.

Luo Qi took off his shoes, leaned over and knelt in front of his sister, with a few tables between them.

Seeing that her brother had sat down and looked like he was going to have a long conversation, Luo Qin picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of warm tea for Luo Qi.

"Brother, is there anything wrong?" Luo Qin asked again.

Luo Qi placed his hands on his legs, with wisps of white mist rising from the green-glazed teacup in front of him. "In the past few days, everything has been peaceful in the mansion. How are Ping'er and Yang Lang doing? Are they really breaking up?"

Brother is worried about her, so he came to find out more about her before Yang Lang left.

Luo Qi was the brother who raised her, so Luo Qin didn't intend to hide anything and told her brother her plan directly.

Luo Qi frowned, "You mean, Yang Lang doesn't agree to break up with you?"

Luo Qin lowered his head slightly, "Yes."

"You are pretending to reconcile with him now, and then you can end it after you leave?"

"Yes."

Luo Qi lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, feeling that Yang Lang would not give up so easily.

It is obvious that Yang Lang is just a businessman with a good appearance, but he gives people a sense of elegance and exudes a sharp and powerful aura. How strange.

But then again, what if Yang Lang didn't give up? He left, and his sister was in Jingzhou. Could he still reach out so far?

As long as my sister is not sad, everything else is fine.

"Yang Lang will be returning to Jiankang tomorrow. Would Ping'er like to see him off?"

Luo Qin nodded, "Of course I want to. If you want to act, you have to do it in full."

"Okay, just remember, don't provoke him."

Luo Qi always felt that beneath Yang Lang's elegant and dignified appearance, there was a domineering heart who would not tolerate others disobeying him. Ping'er would probably suffer a loss if she married him.