Arrogant and domineering because of his good looks: His Majesty always pretends to be righteous

"Open the door..."

"Open the door, did you hear me?"

A deafening knock on the door shattered the morning's tranquility.

"Who are you? What are you doing here causing trouble in my house?"

Old Lady Xia flung open the door and immediately launched into a tirade of curses, brandishing a wooden stick as she prepared to strike.

Master Zhao wasn't buying it at all, and in a few moves he pushed Old Lady Xia to the ground.

Old Mrs. Xia fell heavily to the ground, feeling a pain as if her bones were broken and tendons were snapped. Due to the intense pain, her facial expression became distorted.

"We have no grudge against you, what are you doing barging into my house? Is there no justice or law left?"

The two of them started arguing in the courtyard, each taking turns saying something.

"Either hand over the person today, or I'll never let this go."

"See this scar on my chest? It was caused by Yang Wanqing."

Old Master Zhao pointed to the scar on his chest and spoke emphatically, adopting an aggressive stance.

Yang Wanqing was awakened by the noise of arguing and forced herself to come out of the house.

She was stunned by what she saw. She never expected that the old man would go back on his word and even turn around and bite her.

I didn't hurt him at all yesterday, but today he's showing a completely different face. I don't even know how he got that shocking wound on his chest.

"You're making false accusations! You kidnapped me yesterday! I almost died at your hands. The wound on your chest wasn't caused by me at all."

Yang Wanqing was on the verge of tears, but she tried her best to explain to her grandmother.

Old Lady Xia stood up from the ground in a fit of anger, and moved her feet shakily, supporting herself with her wooden cane.

"You really are a money-loser! I thought you had learned a skill and could be a blessing to our family! I never expected that in such a short time of peace, you would cause me such a big mess."

"You said you didn't do such a thing yesterday, so why are they pressing you so relentlessly? And why are you so self-righteous?"

Old Mrs. Xia pounded her chest and stamped her feet as she spoke, feeling both angry and annoyed.

Yang Wanqing felt utterly hopeless and incredibly wronged. She kept replaying the scene of escaping from that wolf den that night in her mind, and even now, thinking about it still made her shudder.

But she knew in her heart that she was now truly unable to defend herself. Unless Old Master Zhao himself admitted it, she would never be able to clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

"Now you only have two choices: either come with me to see the magistrate, where I have witnesses; or you marry me."

"These are the only two paths you can choose from. You can decide for yourselves."

"If you still refuse to marry me, not only will you go to jail, but I will also make sure your embroidery shop goes out of business."

He spoke with conviction, appearing confident of victory.

Old Lady Xia was so angry that her face turned ashen, her dry lips were clenched tightly, and her sharp eyes looked as if she wanted to devour the girl alive.

Yang Wanqing looked at everything before her, forcing back her tears.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a hint of stubbornness in those bright eyes.

"I agree to marry you! But only in three days! During these three days, you are not allowed to disturb my life again!"

"Otherwise, I'll kill myself. You wouldn't want to marry a dead bride, would you?"

She clenched her fists tightly, feeling as if her heart was bleeding with every word she spoke, but the situation was already laid out before her, and she could only grit her teeth and bear it.

She knew better than anyone that she absolutely couldn't drag others down with her, but she was truly unwilling to marry this old geezer.

"Fine, I'll come and marry you within three days. Don't try anything funny! You should know that my daughter is a favorite of the Emperor; you can't beat me. If my daughter finds out about this, the consequences will be even more severe..."

Yang Wanqing felt utterly hopeless as she watched that departing figure.

She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls.

She was expressionless, as if she had long been used to everything, and as if her young heart had long been numb.

"Sister! I will absolutely not let you marry that old man! That old man Zhao looks like a lecher. If you marry a man like that, you will definitely not have a good life."

At this moment, Yang Wanqing felt a mix of emotions, like a shattered bottle of mixed flavors, with all sorts of feelings intertwined.

If given a choice, who would want to marry a man like that? But now things have come to this point, it's a matter of life and death. I can't let everyone suffer because I don't want to get married.

"Sister, I will definitely find a way to save you. There are still three days left, right? I will definitely think of a way! Don't worry, our good daughters will not allow others to bully us like this."

Xia Rongliu spoke each word with conviction and her firm gaze seemed to reassure Yang Wanqing.

A smile finally bloomed on her face, which had been filled with bitterness all day.

Late at night, Xia Rongliu quietly came to the field alone, guarding the green chrysanthemums that had long since withered.

It's almost winter now, and everything is starting to wither; even the breeze carries a hint of desolation.

"Xia Zhanxin, I want to discuss something serious with you today. What do you think we should do? We can't let Xiang Wanqing really get married in three days."

"That man is a lecherous old man; he'll never give you a good life."

“The three of us grew up together, and we absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen! With Wanqing’s personality, she might even take her own life.”

With her bright, expressive eyes, she eagerly poured out everything on her mind.

This was the first time Xia Zhanxin had seen her so serious. The wicked smile that had been playing on her face vanished in an instant.

At this moment, Xia Rongliu's chubby little face was serious, and her childishness seemed to carry a hint of maturity.

Xia Zhanxin felt as if the little girl had grown up quite a bit, and a strange feeling quietly grew in her heart.

"Hey, I'm talking to you about serious matters. Why are you looking at my face? There's nothing dirty on my face."

Xia Rongliu stubbornly pouted, looking displeased.

Xia Zhanxin suddenly came to her senses, and an awkward smile appeared on her lips.

"I never thought you'd actually get really angry, sister. It's rare to see you so serious."

Xia Rongliu kicked Xia Zhanxin hard.

"You need to think of a solution quickly; we can't just sit here and wait to die."

Seeing her extremely anxious appearance, Xia Zhanxin's smile gradually faded.

"Why don't you sit in the sedan chair and pretend to be the bride? That way you can teach that old man a lesson and make him never dare to do such a thing again?"