With Multiple Babies, Who Still Wants to Be the Marquess’s Wife? - Chapter 29

Chapter 29: The Affection Between Them

Lan Qingxi sneered coldly, “Are you trying to insult Zhao Yan’er with this? In this world, if you don’t want people to find out, don’t do it in the first place!”

Yu Junshu shoved the maid aside and stormed over to Lan Qingxi, pinning her harshly against the wall. “Lan Qingxi, what exactly do you want?”

Lan Qingxi pressed the silver needle tightly in her palm, prepared to jab him if he dared lay a hand on her.

She looked at him icily and replied, “What do I want? The question is, what does the Young Master want?”

“Before our engagement and after our marriage, you had an affair with Zhao Yan’er. I could dismiss it as youthful indulgence.”

“Less than a month into our marriage, you found excuses to bring Zhao Yan’er into the household and continue your affair with her. I could take it as you being deeply in love with her.”

“I fulfilled your wish and wrote the letter allowing you to take her as a concubine, completing your desires.”

“Yet on the very night you officially take her as your concubine, you barge into my quarters. What do you want me to think? What do you want her to think?”

Yu Junshu was struck speechless by her words.

He had never realized she saw things this way.

And her words… they seemed to make some sense.

In a softer tone, he said, “I told you before, I was deceived by her back then…”

“Forget it. You probably won’t believe me now, but let me lay my cards on the table—I’ve only ever liked you.”

Lan Qingxi nearly gagged. How could this shameless man say such words with such false sincerity?

Yu Junshu moved closer to her and murmured, “Qingxi, let’s consummate our marriage.”

In his mind, women could be won over by intimacy.

Whoever slept with her would earn her loyalty.

Besides, Song Linyuan had already been with her, so she was no longer a virgin. Even if he took her now, Song Linyuan wouldn’t know.

More importantly, he needed her on his side to speak well of him in front of Song Linyuan.

The position of Assistant Minister of the Household Department would soon be decided, and he couldn’t afford to delay any longer.

He gazed at her with what he thought was deep affection. To him, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen—fair skin, delicate features, far surpassing Zhao Yan’er.

At first, he had only intended to put on a show with her, but looking at her beauty now, he felt she was worth pursuing.

He believed she would be deeply moved that he didn’t mind her not being “pure.”

Lan Qingxi nearly vomited.

She decided to give him a jab with the needle to wake him up.

Just as she was about to act, there was a knock at the door. The steward called from outside, “Young Master, someone from the Prime Minister’s residence is here again.”

Lan Qingxi withdrew the silver needle and looked at him mockingly.

Yu Junshu’s face turned awkward. He knew the kind of power Song Linyuan wielded, and now that Song Linyuan’s people were in the residence, he dared not make any rash moves.

But he had just professed his “love” for her moments ago. Now he was about to send her back to Song Linyuan, which was undeniably humiliating.

Lan Qingxi watched as his expression changed several times. She was curious to see how he would play this out.

Not disappointing her, Yu Junshu put on a pained expression and said, “I really don’t want to do this!”

Lan Qingxi remained motionless, her face devoid of emotion.

Her reaction left Yu Junshu unsure of how to respond. But he knew he couldn’t afford to drag this out.

With tears in his eyes, he pleaded, “Qingxi, please help me!”

“As long as I gain more power, I’ll kill Song Linyuan and make sure you’re never humiliated like this again.”

Lan Qingxi’s clear, bright eyes fixed on him, and in that moment, he felt as though she could see through all his thoughts.

Calmly, she asked, “So, is the Young Master planning to send me to Song Linyuan again?”

Yu Junshu, his eyes red, said, “Song Linyuan manipulates power and rules with an iron fist.”

Chapter 29: The Affection Between Them (2/2)

“If I don’t comply with his wishes tonight, there will no longer be a Marquis Manor tomorrow!”

“I dare not defy him! The hatred of a stolen wife is irreconcilable. One day, I will kill him and take you back!”

Lan Qingxi summed it up for him: “In the end, you still love yourself far more than you love me. For the sake of your future, you’re willing to sacrifice me at any time.”

“So, Yu Junshu, don’t ever say you like me again. Those words make me sick!”

Yu Junshu: “…”

Her words, delivered with calmness, felt like a hard slap across his face.

Lan Qingxi stared at him steadily. At this moment, he hoped she would be sensible enough to step forward and ease his troubles. But instead, she stood her ground, unmoving.

Yu Junshu struggled to speak, “Qingxi, this is the last time. I promise I won’t let you suffer this kind of humiliation again in the future!”

Lan Qingxi sneered but said nothing.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Junshu ordered, “Nanny Ding, take the lady there.”

All the people in Lan Qingxi’s courtyard, except Li Qiu, were under Zheng’s control.

As soon as Yu Junshu gave the order, Nanny Ding stepped forward and said, “My lady, please!”

Lan Qingxi looked at Yu Junshu and said, “If the Young Master escorts me there himself, I’ll go. If not, I’ll die here tonight.”

The kind of melodramatic act—crying, making a scene, and threatening with suicide—worked perfectly on Yu Junshu.

She demanded he personally escort her to tear away the last shred of pretense between them.

After that, he would never again have the face to profess his love or pretend to care deeply for her.

The muscles on Yu Junshu’s face twitched; he was reluctant.

Without saying another word, Lan Qingxi grabbed a pair of scissors from a nearby box and held them to her neck.

Yu Junshu: “…”

She had attempted suicide several times before, and he dared not gamble again, especially with Song Linyuan’s men just outside.

After a deep look at her, he said, “Fine, I’ll escort you there myself.”

When Lan Qingxi heard this, the scissors slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. Her eyes turned red with despair as she stared at Yu Junshu.

Yu Junshu felt a pang in his heart at her gaze, as if he had lost the most important thing in the world.

At that moment, for the first time, he felt regret—regret for sending Lan Qingxi to Song Linyuan.

But the situation had reached a point where there was no turning back.

Yu Junshu took a deep breath, turned around, and walked out, with Lan Qingxi following behind.

Li Qiu, worried, hurried after them.

The one sent to pick up Lan Qingxi, as always, was Commander Thirteen.

Seeing the couple walking one after the other, Commander Thirteen raised his eyebrows, finding the scene quite unbelievable.

Lan Qingxi truly had a way with things—she had managed to make Yu Junshu personally acknowledge this disgraceful arrangement.

What a spectacle this was.

Lan Qingxi glanced at him, and the teasing look in his eyes deepened. She lowered her gaze slightly, stepped forward, and climbed into the carriage.

Li Qiu wanted to follow, but Commander Thirteen blocked her. “The Prime Minister only wants to see her. No one else is allowed to come along.”

Li Qiu protested anxiously, “My lady!”

Lan Qingxi lifted the curtain and looked at Li Qiu. “Don’t worry. I’ll be back tomorrow. Look after the household for me.”