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

The moment the door was closed, under the candlelight, the gentleness on Luo Qin's face suddenly turned cold, and her eyes were filled with chill.

There is absolutely no possibility between her and Jin Zhao!

All her beautiful fantasies about Jin Zhao shattered like glass the moment he tried to force himself on her.

What was he thinking at that time?

Did he think that if she lost her virginity she would follow him closely and let him do whatever he wanted with her?

Did he think she would compromise and let it go?

Luo Qin ran quickly into her room. She was now in disarray and looked extremely indecent. She was wearing a men's outer robe. Her skirt was hastily adjusted, but it was still crooked. Her hair was messy, her hairpins were askew, and there were still traces of tears on her beautiful cheeks, which made people think of something impure. One could tell at a glance that something bad had happened.

Luo Qin angrily threw Jin Zhao's outer robe aside, took off his shoes, got on the bed, and curled up in a ball wrapped in a thin quilt.

Under the curtain, the girl wrapped herself up like a cocoon. After a long time, the fear in her heart finally disappeared. Only then did she realize that her whole body was sore and her back was cold.

As a woman, encountering this situation for the first time, she instinctively felt fear.

At the moment Luo Qin entered, Jin Zhao, who was outside the door, was still fantasizing about his future with her. The girl's soft "Brother Zhong Xue" revolved in his mind, and the words gently struck his heart, making half of his body numb.

Qin'er actually called him by his courtesy name and called him Brother Zhongxue...

He had just been given his courtesy name, and this was the first time Qin'er called him that.

Qin'er was really jealous and having a bad temper, and he was so angry that he lost his mind. Since she was the apple of his eye, he might as well humble himself and coax her.

I think after tonight, Qin'er will be able to figure it out.

Qin'er said she would never be a concubine, but how could she know how many people were vying to marry into the royal family? Even if she was a concubine, it would be an honor to be related to the royal family.

All in all, Qin'er was just relying on his favor and was unwilling to be a concubine, but he was helpless.

He also wanted to marry Qin'er, have a few children, and live a happy life together.

But life is not always as planned.

The bright moon rises, and the silver moon dissipates like frost. The young man bathed in the silver light has a jade-like crown and a white face, and his temperament is noble and otherworldly, like floating clouds under the moon, or like a vague immortal.

Jin Zhao stood quietly for a while, and suddenly realized that his outer robe was gone, his face was damaged, and he was impolite.

Fortunately, there were few people in Luo Mansion and no one saw it.

Jin Zhao withdrew his gaze from Guanxueyuan, turned around and walked towards his own Qingzhu Pavilion. On the way, he touched the scratches on his cheek with a smile.

Well, luckily it was Qin'er who caught him. If it was someone else, that person would have died eight hundred times already.

Luo Qin in the room couldn't help but recall every detail of her time with Jin Zhao over the past year.

In the spring when flowers bloom, the man with peach-colored eyes holds her in his arms, whispers sweet words in her ears.

Or he would take out some little things and present them to her, asking her if she liked them, trying every way to please her and make her smile.

Or, under the pavilion, the two of them sit by the railing, with the delicate girl leaning on the man's broad arms.

Sometimes, when the two of them left Luo's house, this attractive guy would attract the attention of many girls, who would come up to him and talk to him. At that time, she would pinch his arm in anger...

Those beautiful memories are like bubbles, they shatter at the slightest touch.

Was it that he disguised himself too well, or that she had never gotten to know him well enough?

Domineering, arrogant, cold, irritable...

This was the man she saw today. He was completely different from the noble, elegant, gentlemanly, and imposing man of the past. In her impression, he had always been polite, unlike today...

It was nothing, she was short-sighted and was deceived by his jade-like face, and did not see the hidden inner side.

Let him go.

But it was not so easy to give up. For a year, she had devoted her true love to him for a year...

Luo Qin raised his hand to cover his chest. It hurt so much, as if there was a big hole in his heart, and ice was pouring in. It was cold and painful. The coldness swept through his whole body, and his heart was aching.

Tears welled up in her eyes again, Luo Qin bit her lips and swallowed her tears.

"Girl!"

Outside the house, Rufang pushed the door open in a hurry, her voice filled with panic.

"Girl, where are you?"

Luo Qin stopped crying, sat up, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and choked up, "I'm on the bed."

Rufang was instantly relieved when she heard her voice, and the next moment she ran in quickly, "Girl, are you okay?"

She heard the girl crying.

Luo Qin shook his head, "Nothing."

"Are you really okay?" Rufang stepped forward and asked worriedly.

"Nothing, just crying."

She couldn't say that she was almost forced by Jin Zhao, and then Rufang got furious and told her father and brother, and her father and brother also got furious and went to argue with Jin Zhao, without thinking that they directly offended the royal family, which would be a loss.

Luo Qin gathered the quilt and looked up at the maid, "Rufang, where have you been?"

Rufang was nowhere to be seen after dinner, and Luo Qin thought she had gone to change clothes, or had gone back to Guanxueyuan.

"This is so infuriating. I went to change my clothes, but when I came back, Jingzhe, who was with Yang Lang, forcibly took me away! It's so infuriating! He said that Yang Lang and the girl had something to say and I couldn't disturb them. He took me to Qingzhu Pavilion and only let me go now."

Luo Qin's eyes turned cold, and she asked why Rufang had not come yet, and it turned out that she was detained.

Jin Zhao, you are awesome.

"Girl," Rufang leaned down carefully and asked, "Girl, have you and Yang Lang... made peace?"

Luo Qin paused, pursed his lips, thought of the absurdity of tonight, and sighed, "Let's just consider it a reconciliation."

"Ah?" Rufang's eyes widened in disbelief. "Girl, do you really agree to be my concubine?"

Luo Qin combed her hair with her hands and said, "How is that possible?"

She would be crazy to become a concubine.

"Oh, that's good." Rufang patted her chest and said, "Does Yang Lang agree to marry you?"

Yuxu's eyes dimmed when she heard this, "Not really."

"Ok?"

Rufang was confused.

What does this mean, girl?

"Alas," Luo Qin sighed helplessly, "Wait a few days, after Yang Lang and his servant leave, I will sever ties with him. Now he is still living in the mansion, so it is not appropriate to tear our relationship apart."

"I see!" Rufang suddenly realized, "Wait, that means Yang Lang still wants to take this girl as a concubine?"

"Yeah." Luo Qin nodded sullenly.

"Damn it, you are such a good girl, but he wants you to be his concubine! What is he thinking?" Rufang was indignant.

"I don't care what he thinks anymore."

It's just because he thinks she comes from a humble background and marrying her won't bring him any more benefits.

His position as his principal wife was reserved for a worthy lady from an aristocratic family.

Luo Qin twisted the thin quilt tightly with her five fingers, feeling uncomfortable and angry. After a long while, she withdrew her thoughts and ordered, "Rufang, prepare some water. I want to wash up."

"Yes."