This Princess is Tired of Living

“So what? This humble woman did not know of the empress’s visit. Please forgive me. If the empress has no important matter, please return to the palace. I need to rest!” The sight of such a self-righteous person made her uncomfortable. What was so great about her? In the end, she would die like everyone else and take nothing with her.

“How dare you speak to Her Majesty like this!” The eunuch beside her pointed at Lan Ling’er, shrieking.

“Shut your dog mouth! A man becoming a eunuch disrespected your ancestors and parents! Remove your disgusting feminine gesture, or I’ll bite you!” Lan Ling’er said, her face full of anger.

The eunuch quickly withdrew his hand, frightened and hiding behind the empress.

“This, I cannot promise! If that princess knows about Qing’er, the marriage alliance will be called off! Qing’er must also leave Yu’er!” She returned to her original state, seeking her own perfect vision.

“Then I’ll go find Dongfang Yu tomorrow and marry him!” Seeing her unwillingness to let go, Lan Ling’er replied angrily.

“Very well, I promise you, let Qing’er follow Yu’er, but Qing’er must be a concubine. This is tradition!”

“She invoked the ancestral instructions, laughing.

“Whatever! The rest is no longer my concern, let them solve it themselves! Anyway, I never belonged here.”

“Qingcheng, Ling’er can only do this for you. Remember, you must firmly grasp your happiness, don’t give up so easily!”

“Xi’er, go find Dongfang Yu, tell him Mu Rong Qingcheng is with me!” Her cold words were softly spoken as she pat Xi’er’s shoulder, her smile stiff as she turned her back.

“Miss, who is Dongfang Yu? Why should I call him?” Xi’er asked, concerned. “Your voice sounds different! What’s wrong?”

Seeing Xi’er’s worried eyes, Lan Ling’er chuckled, “I forgot! Go to Meng Jun Wang mansion, find Meng Jun Wang, and say Mu Rong Qingcheng is with me. Nothing more. Be careful!” After not sleeping all night, she made her decision at dawn. She might be sad, but she wouldn’t regret it.

“Yes!” Xi’er happily ran out. The air today is so fresh!

I’m sorry, Qingcheng, I cannot agree to your conditions. Perhaps one day you’ll understand, but none of that matters now!

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