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

Luo Qin was like a gentle breeze, walking slowly and gracefully into her own yard.

In the boudoir of Guanxueyuan, the beast stove spewed out curling incense, and the delicate girl knelt on the three-foot-five-wide high-legged couch, her dress spread out like a blooming lily. On the table was a pot of hot tea, and next to it was a green-glazed teacup with a lotus pattern. The hot tea in the cup was emitting wisps of white mist, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

The girl clasped her hands in front of her, her eyes fixed on the beautiful teacup, but her thoughts had flown away to who knows where.

Luo Qin recalled the time when she first met him, who used the alias Yang Zhao. At that time, she was about to reach the age of 15, and it was a year of famine. There was chaos outside, and her father and brother did not allow her to go out, so she had to wander alone in the garden of the east courtyard.

The girl was scattering fish food out of boredom, looking down at the koi in the pond fighting for food, when she heard footsteps approaching. She looked up and unexpectedly met the eyes of a tall and handsome man. Both of them were stunned.

Under the clusters of hibiscus flowers, in the shade of green leaves, a man with black hair and a high crown, wears a navy blue robe embroidered with gold patterns. The collar of his clothes is trimmed with gold thread serpentine patterns. He has a fair and cold face, deep phoenix eyes, thin lips and a high nose, like a piece of unpolished jade, exuding a sense of elegance that keeps people at a distance. Standing there, he is like a beautiful painting.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

That's exactly him.

It was the first time she had seen a man with such perfect looks. Even the big stars in her previous life could not compare to him. He had a noble temperament, was independent and noble beyond words.

It was this first encounter that made her girlish heart beat fast.

Later, when she received his letter, she realized that he also had feelings for her. She was so happy at that time.

When they were officially dating, she was also full of expectations for their future, just like other women in love, imagining a life together, thinking about where they would settle down, what kind of business they would run, how many children they would have...

I just found out today that it was all just her wishful thinking and self-righteousness, and he had planned to make her his concubine from the beginning.

Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous that she is so naive and stupid.

She really liked Jin Zhao, but since Jin Zhao was so disrespectful to her, she should cut the Gordian knot and sever all contact with him, just thinking that her love for the past year had been wasted.

Luo Qin stood up from the couch, walked past the screen with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum paintings, and came to the dressing table. She knelt down, opened the drawer, and dug out the little gadgets that Jin Zhao had given her in the past to please her.

Small wooden sculptures, small porcelain dolls, pearl and agate necklaces, gold armlets, jade hairpins, jade bracelets...

Luo Qin always kept the things he gave as gifts separately, and now it was just the right time to return the whole box.

As for the letters...

Luo Qin lowered her eyes and looked at the stack of papers in her hand. Each sheet was pressed flat, carrying Jin Zhao's deep affection for her, but now she only felt irony.

"Rufang." Luo Qin called.

"Girl." Rufang pushed the door open and walked in. "What can I do for you?"

"Go get a brazier."

Rufang wondered why the girl wanted a brazier on such a sunny August day. She bowed respectfully and said, "Yes."

By the time Rufang brought the brazier, Luo Qin had already read all the letters in his hand.

"Girl, here comes the brazier."

Rufang placed the brazier in front of Luoqin, and quietly raised her eyes. She saw that her girl's eyes were red, as if she had been crying. She asked worriedly: "Girl, you..."

Luo Qin raised his hand to stop her from speaking, and said in a tired tone: "You go down first."

"......Yes."

Rufang had no choice but to leave the room again.

Since meeting Yang Lang in the morning, the girl has been in a depressed mood. It seems that Yang Lang must have annoyed the girl. She wants to find Jingzhe to have a good talk with him.

In the brazier, the flame was burning slowly. Luo Qin looked at the brazier, then looked at the letter paper in her hand, pursed her lips, and felt reluctant in her heart, but she knew she had to give it up!

She opened the letter paper one by one, and put one sheet after another into the fire, letting the flames devour it into ashes.

The flame became even more intense when it met the paper. The yellow light illuminated the girl's beautiful face, adding a bit of sadness and coldness. Her pair of misty peach blossom eyes reflected the burning and swaying fire.

All friendships were burned to ashes.

At this point, all feelings and friendship are gone.

After the burning was finished, Luo Qin opened the door and handed a wooden box to Rufang, "Take this box to Jingzhe and ask him to give it to his husband."

"Yes."

Rufang took the box and left Guanxueyuan.

the other side.

In the Qingzhu Pavilion, Jin Zhao was very angry. The servants in the entire courtyard were like quails, not daring to offend their master.

In the room, the man was kneeling on a high-legged couch, holding a teacup in his hand. The fingerprints on his fair face had disappeared, but his expression was still gloomy. The attendant Guyu beside him shrank as much as possible, wishing he could find a place to hide.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the man crushed the green-glazed teacup in his hand, the broken pieces of porcelain scattered all over the table, and blood flowed from his hands.

"Ouch! My dear, be careful, your hand is bleeding!"

Guyu was frightened by the flying porcelain pieces and hurried over to clean up the debris.

Jin Zhao remained silent and let him gently remove the broken porcelain that had pierced his flesh. Fortunately, the shards were not deep, but the master was very precious and even a little scratch on his skin would be a serious sin for the servant's poor service.

Guyu quickly ordered someone to bring some medicine and bandaged his wound carefully.

"My dear, please don't be angry. Miss Luo knows that you have injured your hand, so she must be heartbroken."

Upon hearing this, Jin Zhao twitched his lips and slightly raised his eyelids, but still said nothing.

She is very angry now, and she probably wishes he would be hurt more.

Just at this moment, Jingzhe, dressed in a black robe, came over holding a mahogany box, "Master, this is what Miss Luo wants to give you."

Jin Zhao paused after hearing this, then raised his head and said coldly: "Bring it here."

Jingzhe walked forward and put the box on the table. Jin Zhao looked at it in confusion, feeling uneasy for no reason. He reached out to pull the box in and opened it.

When Jin Zhao saw what was inside, he was suddenly surprised. The next moment, the man flew into a rage. He slammed the table and gnashed his teeth, "Luo Qin! You are awesome!"

Jingzhe and Guyu were so frightened that they fell to their knees, "Master, calm down!"

"Okay, okay," Jin Zhao said three "okays" in a row, his eyes cold, "Luo Qin, I spoke to you in a nice way, and you slapped me without saying a word, but I didn't bother with you. Now you return the things to threaten me, right?"

Jingzhe and Guyu didn't even dare to breathe.

Jin Zhao stared at Jingzhe who was kneeling, "Does she have anything else to say?"

Jingzhe shook his head, "My Lord, no."

Jin Zhao's expression was even colder now, like ice that had been frozen for thousands of years. Jingzhe hurriedly said, "However, the maidservant beside Miss Luo told me that she has been crying in her room since she returned, and her eyes are red from crying."

Jin Zhao's complexion improved a little when he heard Luo Qin crying.

Qin'er kept crying, probably because she was feeling upset.

Yes, he had never revealed his identity, so she just thought he came from an ordinary family. When they were together, she fantasized about marrying him. Now that she heard that he had a fiancée, she was sad, and it was normal for her to be a little bit petty.

After two days when she had calmed down and thought things through, he went back to her to analyze the pros and cons.

The dark clouds in his heart dissipated a little, and Jin Zhao waved his hand and said: "Return the things, and send the gold hairpin I got yesterday with them."

Jingzhe: "Yes."