After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Xiao Jianting's footsteps swayed twice, and he felt a thunderclap above his head, and the sky seemed to collapse...

Qin Junyu closed his eyes, knowing that it was too cruel to say this to him now, but the fact was that there was no possibility for him and Li Yaoyuan anymore. It would be the same whether he knew it earlier or later. Rather than hope and then be disappointed, it would be better to just get it over with.

"I won't marry... I won't marry Miss Wang..." Xiao Jianting murmured, not knowing who he was talking to.

"The imperial decree has been issued. If you don't marry, you are disobeying the order. Do you want the entire Xiao family to die for you?" Qin Junyu's tone was flat, without a trace of emotion, which made his words seem even more harsh and heartless.

Even Nian Susu couldn't bear it and tugged at his sleeve to signal him to stop talking.

Qin Junyu shook his head at her, and then said, "The wedding is coming soon, I hope you can think it over carefully."

"Miss Li and you are not destined to be together after all."

After hearing this, Xiao Jianting, who was already in a state of dismay, staggered forward and almost fell, but was helped by Xiao Yunzheng.

Nian Susu frowned, feeling very distressed for Xiao Jianting. She had also projected this same distress on Li Yaoyuan.

Xiao Yunzheng turned her head and looked at Qin Junyu, feeling quite resentful, and her tone became heavier: "Brother Yu! My eldest brother just returned to Beijing, can't we...can't we talk about these things in a few days?"

"We have been friends for ten years, and you know best what kind of person Big Brother is. Why do you have to say these words to provoke him?"

After saying that, Xiao Yunzheng supported Xiao Jianting and walked towards the palace, while Qin Junyu and Nian Susu stopped where they were.

Qin Junyu remained calm and composed, watching the two people leave calmly.

Even if Qin Junyu hadn't said this, Xiao Jianting would still obey the order and marry Wang Yuejiao. He has always been a person who considers others and puts himself behind.

They all know this.

But Qin Junyu still wanted to say those words to hurt his heart. Although Xiao Yunzheng loved him, she felt sorry for her elder brother, so she turned hostile.

It was not until the two figures gradually disappeared that Qin Junyu finally couldn't hold back anymore. His expression changed from calm to painful, and he staggered a few times.

Nian Susu helped him up, and before he could get over his sadness, he started to worry about Qin Junyu again, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

Qin Junyu closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and shook his head, "It's okay."

He straightened up and returned to his cold and indifferent look, but the melancholy in his eyes was so heavy that it could not be wiped away.

Nian Susu sighed, "Your Highness, why do you have to do this? The words of those close to you are the most hurtful. Even if Your Highness wants Young Master Xiao to recognize the facts as soon as possible, you shouldn't be so impatient. At least give him some time to accept it."

Qin Junyu was silent.

"I believe Young Master Xiao will understand your Highness's good intentions." This was all she could do to comfort him.

Although she disagreed with Qin Junyu being too impatient, she felt that he was right about one thing: Xiao Jianting and Li Yaoyuan were not destined to be together after all.

Things have developed to this point. Even if Xiao Jianting really has a way to make the emperor revoke his order and he doesn't have to marry Wang Yuejiao, Li Yaoyuan will still refuse to marry him.

Xiao Jianting is a person who is involved in the matter and is in a confused state. He should know Li Yaoyuan's character best, but he didn't think of this and only focused on the imperial edict of marriage.

Qin Junyu deliberately changed the subject and said he would take her home, passing by the palace on the way.

The plaque on the palace was held up with red satin, and the couplets in front of the door were also newly pasted. When I walked through the gate, I saw servants inside carrying boxes and baskets walking back and forth in a hurry. Their faces were filled with smiles, and even the guards at the gate were full of energy and spirit.

Nian Susu sighed, not wanting to look any longer, and left quickly.

The same is true for Qin Junyu.

When they arrived at the gate of Xiao's house, they both stopped to look.

The plaque of "General's Mansion" is still brand new. It was hung up at the end of last year, and now it matches the red ribbon very well.

The door of the mansion was wide open, but there was no sign of happiness inside. It was cold and quiet. The red silk ribbons fluttered in the wind, making the atmosphere seem a little weird.

When the guard at the gate saw them, he didn't recognize who they were. He bowed expressionlessly, then stood at attention and looked straight ahead, like an emotionless statue.

Qin Junyu: "Let's go."

Nian Susu looked gloomy and left.

However, while there was joy outside the palace, there was chaos inside the inner house.

"Get out! Everyone, get out!"

"I won't marry! I won't marry no matter what you say! I won't marry even if you kill me!"

"Go ahead and chop off my head if you want! I'm not afraid! When have I, Wang Yuejiao, ever wronged myself?"

Wang Yuejiao threw down everything that could be thrown in the room, and would never let anyone who could be pushed down stand.

She was wearing a bright dress, standing in the mess, shouting and crying like crazy, no different from a mad woman.

The old woman who came to deliver the wedding dress was kicked out, with a pile of rags in her arms. The fine material and delicate embroidery were turned into waste by a few snips of the mad young lady. This was the third time.

The old woman was exhausted both physically and mentally, and even the most patient person could not help but look unhappy.

There was also a maidservant who came with her, but she was young and couldn't hide anything.

She listened to the noise inside and said in an unhappy tone: "She is not afraid of death, but I don't want to die. If I am innocently implicated and beheaded, even if I become a ghost, I will be a fierce ghost."

"What's wrong with Master Xiao? Why doesn't Miss want to marry him? How many girls in Beijing want to marry into the Xiao family but don't have the chance? Miss is too ungrateful..."

The maid's voice weakened.

Wang Yuejiao was used to bullying men and women, and her reputation in the circle was not good. How could any young man be willing to marry her? Now that she had picked up such a big bargain, why didn't she hold on to it?

Lord Wang was aware of this, and was afraid that something unexpected would happen and he would lose what he had got. So as soon as Young Master Xiao returned to Beijing, he put the marriage on the agenda, and he couldn't wait to let his daughter marry into the Xiao family the next day.

It’s a pity that Wang Yuejiao doesn’t know what’s good for her. Ever since the marriage was decided, she has used various methods to protest.

She went on a hunger strike for just two days but she couldn't stand the hunger anymore. She ate two chickens and half a bucket of rice. She had unbearable stomach pain in the middle of the night and had diarrhea all night. She didn't dare to go on a hunger strike anymore.

She ran away from home in protest and was away for three days. She had no money to eat and had to buy things on credit everywhere. Finally, the owners of the stores she frequented couldn't stand it anymore and called the police to arrest her. In the end, it was her father who rescued her.

Committing suicide in protest is too painful, I dare not.

After trying many methods and finding that none of them worked, she simply went crazy in her room. However, her father never said a harsh word to her and always cleaned up the mess with a smile, which made Wang Yuejiao more confident that she could protest successfully.

This was not the first time she had thrown things, and the maids and servants who served her were used to it. Whenever she had an attack, they would stay away from her and wait until she had finished venting her anger before cleaning up the mess.

"Ah..." The old woman sighed and reminded her: "Although it is the truth, it is better to say less. Maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man's deep and rich voice sounded behind him: "What are you talking about?"