Guide To Save The Yandere Villains

Chapter 224: Actor's Princess (20)

   Chapter 224 The Emperor's Princess (20)

  The Cuju competition was a big victory. Except for Chu Yu, who had a drooping face, the rest of the people were beaming.

   After all, it's just a game, it's good to be active, and it's good to be bearish about winning or losing.

   In less than half a cup of tea, the huge cuju field fell silent.

   And Chu Yu was still waiting for the girl who said she would sew her clothes.

   "Where did you just go?"

  Chu Yu raised her eyes and saw Song Qinghuan, who had a dignified expression, and raised her mouth.

   "I'm sorry, Your Highness, about your riding suit..."

  Song Qinghuan knew what she was going to say as soon as Chu Yu opened her mouth.

   "It's not you who should apologize, why do you want to intercede for her?"

   As far as she knew, the Duke of Zhenguo didn't seem to pay much attention to Song Qinghuan, a prosperous young lady.

   And Song Wanqiu didn't even take her seriously. Rick deducting Yueyin or something on weekdays was a common occurrence.

   "She is also the young lady of the Duke's Mansion of Zhenguo, and she will be both prosperous and damaged, and her reputation will be damaged, which will naturally affect the ministers and daughters."

   It's not that her Virgin's heart is overflowing, it's just that Song Wanqiu can't hold back her face, and this matter falls on her.

   "Since you are my companion, you are naturally different from them."

   Whoever apologizes is the one who apologizes. If Song Wanqiu doesn't show up, the matter will not be over.

   "His Royal Highness loves the servant girl, the servant girl remembers it clearly in her heart, but there is one thing Your Highness may not be clear about."

  Song Qinghuan leaned against the willow tree, as if relieved of a thousand pounds of exhaustion, and lowered his apricot eyes.

   "Prostitutes like us, live in the mansion to see the face of the mistress, and you can't make decisions on your own in major matters of marriage."

   Including the temporary change of accompaniment, she also only learned about it late at night on the first day.

   said that it was the crime of deceiving the king, but she had no choice but to follow the instructions of the mistress.

   Holding her cool hand, Chu Yu looked up at her and said softly,

   "The other day I saw you when I sent Brother Three Emperors off on the city wall."

   Helplessness may be one of the reasons, Song Qinghuan's real purpose is not her.

   Fingertips fiddled with withered willow leaves, like a girl's thoughts that had been buried in her heart for a long time.

  Song Qinghuan smiled and blinked,

   "Actually, I am very envious of Your Highness. I have the favor of my father and brother, and a distinguished status. I can get anything I want with just my mouth."

  Envy?

   Not so.

   "It's not these that you envy me, but the Three Emperors."

   She stood alone on the city wall, still being blown through by the cold wind, and the love in her eyes moved her quite a bit.

  I don't know how the three emperors have been guarding the frontier since childhood, how can they still win the hearts of Shengjing women?

   "His Royal Highness favors the entire beam, and I am afraid that any woman in Shengjing will be envious. How can you conclude that I was lying just now?"

   This time, Song Qinghuan was also a little interested, looking up at the person in front of him.

   "If you're really envious, you won't be compromising in the government of Zhenguo, but will try your best to climb up."

   With her intelligence, this is not difficult.

   It's just her personality, she just doesn't care about it.

   "I had this idea, I wanted to climb up, I wanted to be worthy of him."

  Song Qinghuan crushed the withered willow leaves and blew it lightly, and it was lifted clean.

   "How can you get into the gate of the Third Prince's Mansion with your identity, but I don't bother to be a concubine. Even if I like it, I don't want to lower my identity."

   So this young love is destined to end without a hitch.

   It was so painful that that person didn't even know her mind.

   But fortunately, he didn't know that she could still retain her last dignity.

   Song Qinghuan looked at the beautiful and pure girl in front of her, her lips curved into a gentle arc, and continued,

   "If I had also seen the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the scenery in the north of Saibei, I might be braver."

  Unfortunately, she is just a concubine who is bound to a high-level mansion, unable to get out of Shengjing, nor to get rid of the shackles of the family.

   He can only be at the mercy of the family until the last drop of residual value is drained.

   "You can! Just take that step..."

  Chu Yu held her wrist tightly and encouraged her, but she was poured cold water by her next sentence.

   "The mistress has already betrothed me to the concubine of the servant of the Ministry of Rites, and the dowry has been accepted."

  Song Qinghuan's eyes were blank, as if he was telling someone else's story.

   The whole person is like this withered willow tree, no longer alive.

  Zhenguo Gongfu is still a veteran of the two dynasties, even if it is a concubine, the son-in-law of the servant of the Ministry of Rites, is considered married.

   It was enough to see that Song Qinghuan's life in the mansion was not easy.

   "Come to my palace, just use the reason why I want to study."

   At the very least, there is still room to turn around, and the happiness of her third emperor cannot be let go by her own hands.

   Such a good girl, if Brother Sanhuang does not like him, then he is blind.

   "His Royal Highness, I can dodge the first day of the first day but not the fifteenth day. I accept my fate."

   That silent farewell on the city wall was the moment when her heart died.

  If this is her life, then she admits it.

   She will never forget the boy who fought desperately on the martial arts field even though he knew he would lose.

   She will not forget that at the spring banquet last year, his words relieved her embarrassment.

   He said, 'What about the prostitute, she is a hundred times better than you hypocritical people'.

   She never thought that she could also be held in the palm of her hand.

  Unfortunately, after all, there is still no fate.

   The light in Song Qinghuan's eyes gradually faded out, Chu Yu held her shoulders and said loudly,

   "He doesn't even know your intentions, how can he give up, even if there is the slightest chance, he has to try it!"

   Perhaps because of being taught by his father since childhood, Chu Yu never gave up easily.

   She knew that if Song Qinghuan really accepted her life, her life would be over.

  What is the difference between a person without emotion and a walking dead?

   She couldn't helplessly watch Song Qinghuan go to that point of no return.

   "You wait for me for two more months, and in two months, I will definitely take you to the border to find Brother Three Emperors, and let you all speak clearly in person."

   She remembered that Brother Sanhuang always wore a sachet around his waist, and the embroidery was exactly the same as that on Song Qinghuan's handkerchief.

   is still in the mind, but neither of them said anything.

   The whole thing made her think that Brother Sanhuang was indifferent to the family, but after thinking about it carefully, she was simply embarrassed to dare to love someone.

   "Trust me once, Qing Huan."

  Chu Yu looked solemn, for fear that she really chose to give up.

   Maybe it's because his heart is not dead yet, or maybe it's because Chu Yu's eyes are too serious.

  Song Qinghuan finally agreed.

   As for the marriage, Chu Yu kept putting off the lack of a companion around her to read, and it was considered to be on hold for the time being.

   After playing the Cuju competition, Chu Yu was addicted to studying and studied hard at every hour of the day.

   Seeing Xianghe and other people in Changle Hall burst into tears.

   Your Highness is working so hard, what reason do they have to complain!

   Come on, hit the workers!

   (end of this chapter)