I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

The dim morning light shines through the carvings on the window frames, casting mottled shadows on the floor.

Bo Ge'er was wearing a brand new royal blue gown, looking particularly energetic, but there was still some shyness on his face that was just a newlywed.

Hai was wearing a light red embroidered jacket, which made her skin look whiter than snow, and her eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

Wang Ruofu was in high spirits and led the two of them to the princess's mansion.

The maid lifted the curtain, and a faint aroma of incense wafted out, mixed with the fragrance of morning flowers, refreshing the heart.

Lin Qinshuang was leaning on the couch, wearing a lilac dress, looking lazy and charming.

Seeing the three people come in, she raised her hand slightly and motioned them to sit down.

"Greetings to the princess." Boger and Hai bowed respectfully.

Lin Qinshuang's gaze lingered on Hai for a moment, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Hurry up and get up," she took the teacup handed to her by the maid, "it's the perfect time for a newlywed couple to be as sweet as honey."

Hai took the teacup with both hands and bowed her head slightly, "Thank you, Princess."

The teacup is made of fine white porcelain, warm to the touch, and the tea fragrance is lingering with a hint of sweetness.

She took a sip, and the tea tasted slightly bitter but then sweet, leaving a lingering fragrance on her lips and teeth.

Bo Ge'er also took the teacup and offered tea to Lin Qinshuang.

Lin Qinshuang took the teacup, took a symbolic sip, and put it down.

"Treat Bo'er well," she said, looking at Hai, her tone meaningful, "He is the eldest grandson of our Sheng family."

Hai lowered her eyes and responded meekly.

After serving tea, Wang Ruofu took Lin Qinshuang's hand and sat aside.

"Sister," Wang Ruofu lowered her voice, "What happened yesterday was really worrying."

Lin Qinshuang chuckled, "Sister, are you talking about Ming girl?"

Wang Ruofu sighed, "That's right, this girl really makes me worry."

She paused, then continued, "But, things finally came to a conclusion."

Lin Qinshuang raised her eyebrows. "Oh? What do you mean?"

Wang Ruofu leaned close to Lin Qinshuang and whispered, "The two families have already agreed that Ming will marry into the Duke of Qi's mansion as a concubine."

Lin Qinshuang's eyes flashed with sarcasm, "Your concubine? Oh, that's a nice thing to say."

Wang Ruofu also sighed, "Who says it's not true? But there's nothing we can do about it."

She lowered her voice, almost whispering into Lin Qinshuang's ear, "Yesterday, the master was furious and said he wanted to sever ties with Ming girl!"

Lin Qinshuang covered her mouth and chuckled, "This girl is really capable of making the master so angry."

Wang Ruofu shook her head. "I don't know what she's thinking. She insists on becoming someone's concubine."

Lin Qinshuang's gaze fell on the peach blossoms in full bloom outside the window, and her tone was tinged with sarcasm, "Maybe you want to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix. Unfortunately, becoming a phoenix is ​​not that easy."

She paused, then continued, "But this can be considered as asking for benevolence."

Wang Ruofu nodded in agreement, "That's right, the Duke of Qi's Mansion is not a good place to go."

She couldn't help but shudder when she thought of Princess Pingning's domineering look.

"That Princess Pingning is not someone you can easily get along with," Wang Ruofu lowered her voice. "If Ming marries her, I'm afraid she won't have a good life."

Lin Qinshuang sneered, "That's what she asked for. Don't blame others."

She picked up the teacup, took a sip, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

"Let's just wait and see what happens."

In the Duke of Qi's Mansion, the moonlight was bright, but it could not illuminate the gloom in Qi Heng's heart.

The study was filled with the smell of alcohol, mixed with the faint scent of ink, making it seem particularly dull.

Qi Heng sat dejectedly at the desk, holding the wine glass tightly in his hand, tilting his head back and taking sip after sip. The spicy liquid slid down his throat, but it could not extinguish the bitterness in his heart.

On the table, there were a few crumpled pieces of poetry paper scattered around, with ink stains all over them, just like his chaotic mood at the moment.

Princess Pingning pushed the door open and walked in. A cold wind carrying the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard rushed in, blowing away some of the smell of alcohol, but it could not blow away the sadness between her brows.

She walked slowly to Qi Heng's side, looked at his depressed look, and sighed with heartache.

"Heng'er," Princess Pingning called softly, reaching out to snatch the wine glass from his hand, "Don't drink anymore, it's harmful to your health."

Qi Heng avoided her hand and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Mother, I am feeling depressed, and only this wine can help me feel better."

Princess Pingning sat down beside him, her eyes fell on the crumpled poetry papers on the table, and she understood.

She naturally knew that Qi Heng was worried about Molan, but she didn't know that he was so deeply in love with her.

"The Fourth Young Lady of the Sheng Family," Princess Pingning asked tentatively, "is she really worth it?"

Qi Heng raised his head suddenly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, "Mother, you don't understand."

Princess Pingning frowned. She didn't know that Qi Heng liked Molan. If she had known this earlier, she would have gone directly to the Sheng family to propose marriage.

Given the status of the Duke of Qi's Mansion, Sheng Hong would certainly not refuse. By then, Molan would become the Crown Prince's wife, and with the influence of Princess Fuxi, the Duke of Qi's Mansion could move to a higher level.

But now, everything has become a bubble.

It’s all Minglan’s fault!

A fierce look flashed in Princess Pingning's eyes. That shameless woman!

If she hadn't always been close to Qi Heng, how could she have mistakenly thought that Qi Heng liked her?

"It's all because of Sheng Minglan!" Princess Pingning said with a hint of resentment, "If it weren't for her, you and Molan..."

She paused and didn't continue, but her heart was full of regret.

Qi Heng closed his eyes, and the pretty face of Molan and the charm revealed in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows appeared in his mind, and his heart ached.

He knew that if it weren't for Minglan, he and Molan might have already...

But now that things have come to this, no amount of regret will help.

He suddenly opened his eyes and drank the remaining wine in the glass. The glass slammed heavily on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Mother," Qi Heng's voice was low and hoarse, "Don't mention this matter again."

Princess Pingning looked at his resolute expression and sighed in her heart, but she could do nothing.

A few days later, an inconspicuous sedan quietly stopped at the side door of the Duke of Qi's mansion.

Minglan was wearing a pink dress and holding a small bundle in her arms. She walked down from the sedan chair silently.

Her face was pale and her eyes were slightly red, but she stubbornly straightened her back, not letting herself show any cowardice.

The sedan bearer put down the sedan and left in a hurry, as if he was afraid of being contaminated by some bad luck.

Minglan took a deep breath. The air was filled with the dry heat of early summer, mixed with a faint scent of gardenia, but it could not dispel the chill in her heart.

She looked up at the vermilion gate, the high threshold, and the majestic stone lions, all of which demonstrated the dignity and indifference of this mansion.

There was no wedding procession, no lively joy, and not even a servant to greet them.

She was like a discarded item, quietly sent into this deep mansion.