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

In the evening, Luo Qin's father and brother returned from the clinic.

The three of them happily had dinner in the east room.

During the meal, Luo Qi noticed that his sister on the couch opposite him seemed to be in a bad mood, with red eyes and a trace of sadness on her pretty face.

After dinner, Luo Qi found an opportunity and stopped his sister in the corridor and asked, "Ping'er, what's wrong? I am not very happy to see you today. What happened?"

The Luo father and son were very busy during the day, treating patients in the clinic, and had no idea what had happened in the mansion today.

As night fell and the lights dimmed, Luo Qin raised her head slightly and looked at the Yaru man who was ten years older than her under the light. A feeling of grievance surged in her heart and her eyes immediately became wet. "Brother, I'm sorry to have worried you. It's Ping'er's fault."

"But Yang Lang has wronged you?" Luo Qi pointed out.

Luo Qin paused, raised her hand and pressed the handkerchief against her eyes, and whispered: "Break up with Ping'er and him."

"Why?"

Luo Qi stared at the little girl in front of him with red eyes and frowning eyebrows.

He had long noticed that his sister was having an affair with Yang Lang, who came to the mansion to recuperate. Yang Lang was indeed a good-looking man, so it was normal for him to be fascinated by his young sister who was not very worldly-wise.

In this era, it is not uncommon for young men and women to have secret relationships before marriage. He thought that since his sister liked it, there was no need to stop her. However, if Yang Lang dared to make his sister suffer, he would not agree.

Luo Qi and his son are from a branch of the Luo family in Taiyuan. Although they have fallen on hard times and only rely on their superb medical skills to support the family, they are, after all, descendants of a centuries-old aristocratic family of the Luo family and will not allow Yang Zhao, a poor boy who has fallen on hard times and has to go out to do business, to bully them.

Even though Luo Qin was an adopted daughter, she was the darling of the Luo father and son since she was a child.

Luo Qin sniffed, tears welling up in her eyes, "He said he was going back to Jiankang to marry a wife, and planned to make me his concubine..."

"He dares!"

Luo Qi was instantly furious, and Ya Ru's face was filled with anger. He suddenly swung his sleeves and turned around, "Brother, go find him to settle the score."

“Hey, don’t…”

Luo Qin stopped Luo Qi.

Luo Qi still doesn't know that Yang Zhao is Jin Zhao, and still thinks he is just an ordinary man from a poor family. But Luo Qin knows that if his brother really angers Jin Zhao, the consequences will be disastrous.

Luo Qi looked down at the delicate white wrist that was holding his sleeve, and said angrily: "He humiliated you so much, and you still side with him, Ping'er?"

"Brother, Ping'er has broken up with him, so let's forget about this matter. Don't involve you. This little thing is not worth it."

"Have you really broken up with him?" Luo Qi looked down at his sister's tearful face, very skeptical.

"It's really broken." Luo Qin whispered.

"He agreed?"

"So what if I disagree? I won't pay any attention to him."

"That's fine," Luo Qi pulled out his sleeves, brushed his clothes, and said to his sister, "You stay in your own courtyard for the next few days. After he leaves in two days, you can come out again."

"Yes."

Luo Qin agreed obediently.

Luo Qi raised his hand and touched his sister's head, comforting her softly, "It's over, so be it. Our Ping'er is so good. In the future, I will find you a very good husband who will be no worse than Yang Lang."

Luo Qin burst into laughter, "Well, thank you, brother."

"Okay, Ping'er, go back to the room and stop crying."

"it is good."

Luo Qin calmed down and walked slowly and gracefully along the path towards her own snow-viewing courtyard.

Passing by a shaded tree, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, grabbed her wrist fiercely, and pulled her hard—

"Ah, well..."

Before Luo Qin could scream, she was pulled into the darkness of the flowers and her mouth was covered. She was shocked and scared, and her heart was beating fast.

"Shh, it's me!"

It’s Jin Zhao!

Luo Qin's fear faded, and anger burned in her heart. She took away his hand that was covering her lips, and said with a strong displeasure, "Jin Zhao, what are you doing?! You're frightening me to death, do you know that?!"