108 ways to die for supporting characters

Chapter 373 The Wife Given Away by Her Husband 11 (Reward and Extra 2)

"Princess, I have always loved you, and I wish to be with you forever."

"I will obey your orders, Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty keeps me here, I will do anything for you."

Others also expressed their opinions, and what they said was sincere and heartfelt, which moved Ning Yan.

"Well, since you all listen to me, then you should get ready. I have a group of generals under my command who have been fighting for many years and have not yet married. I will give you all to them as rewards."

These women all didn’t believe what they heard. The prince actually wanted to reward them to those generals?

"My Lord, I am yours...My Lord, please don't let me."

"You also know that you are a concubine, and concubines are good at buying and selling."

Soon these women were taken away, and the only ones left were the six old concubines in the mansion.

"Give the princess a cup of tea. Stay in your own yard from now on. You will not be short of food in the mansion."

The feelings between those who have slept with someone and those who have not slept with someone are different. The King of Yue is willing to support them until they are old, as long as they don't cause trouble.

Ning Yan had no objection to this. After all, she was serving a man, so she couldn't just send all of them away.

Pang Xuan'er did not come to offer tea to Ning Yan. Although King Yue was unhappy, he did not say anything.

Ning Yan doesn't lack a cup of tea.

After lunch, King Yue took Ning Yan to the Buddhist temple where he usually chanted sutras.

He even picked up the Buddhist scriptures and read them to Ning Yan, who closed her eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

That night, after the joy, King Yue held Ning Yan's body and prayed devoutly: I have guarded the border for the country for twenty years, protected the people of Da Mo from foreign invasions, and devoted myself to practicing Buddhism for more than ten years. If God really has the virtue of loving life, I pray that the Buddha can give me a child.

After he made the wish, the person in his arms moaned and turned over, as if responding to him.

The King of Yue could not help himself and stripped the clothes of the person in his arms again. He didn't know why he became obsessed with her, but if being possessed was like this, he was willing to serve the devil.

……

In the Biyun Courtyard, Xiang Zizi was chatting with Pang Xuan'er again, "In my opinion, Xuan'er, it would be best for you to marry your cousin. He is sincere to you and has admired you for so many years. He will never bully you in this life."

Xiang Zizi and her sister got married in the same year, but her child is one year older than Pang Xuan'er. This was because the King of Yue was sent to the border right after he got married and stayed there for more than a year. He returned to Beijing to recuperate for nearly a year after the border war ended. It was also at that time that he had Pang Xuan'er. However, he rushed to the border again before the child was born. Therefore, he was not in the mansion when the princess died of heavy bleeding.

When Pang Xuan'er thought of Qu Fusheng, she curled her lips. She was the legitimate daughter of the King of Yue, how could she marry a man who didn't even have the title of a scholar?

You will be laughed at whenever you go out in the future.

"Aunt, stop talking nonsense. Marriage has always been decided by parents and matchmakers. My father will never let me marry my cousin."

Xiang Zizi cursed in her heart: What a stupid girl! She is usually easy to fool, but when it comes to her marriage, she refuses in every possible way. Isn't it because she doesn't like her son?

Humph, whether it is the King of Yue or the Princess, she must get one of them. She can’t waste these ten years in vain.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the day for the Queen to hold a palace banquet.

In the early morning, the King of Yue prepared Ning Yan's clothes and placed them beside her bed. Then he gave a lot of instructions to the maids before having breakfast and going to court. Ning Yan looked at the plain white dress beside her and said to Xiaoyu in a low voice: "It's hard for the prince to prepare such an elegant and gorgeous dress for me. By the way, please bring the white jade hairpin as well. It's just right for me to wear it today."

Fortunately, it is October now. If I wore this in December, I would probably be considered a psychopath.

Xiaoyu took out the jade hairpin without changing her expression, and only gave the princess a pair of jade bracelets that were all green.

When Ning Yan made her first official appearance behind the Queen at such a large banquet, she felt countless gazes staring at her.

If you want to look pretty in mourning clothes, others can look pretty in white, but when Ning Yan puts on this white dress, she really looks like a female Bodhisattva, as if she is about to ascend to heaven in the next second.

Even though her children are already in their teens, she looks like she is only in her twenties at most. Time has not left any traces on her face. This really is God's favor to her.

"Greetings to Her Majesty the Queen, may Her Majesty be well and safe. Greetings to Princess Yue, may Her Majesty be well and safe."

The Queen raised her hand and said, "Stand up. Everyone, please don't be restrained. I haven't held a banquet for a long time. I don't even know who these beautiful girls belong to."

All the ladies lowered their heads shyly, and Ning Yan really wanted to laugh.

Her daughter Xiaoyu is very good at hearing news. She would gossip out of the house every day when she went out to buy things, and tell her when she came back.

The daughter of so-and-so boldly expressed her love at a poetry meeting, the daughter of so-and-so disguised herself as a man and visited a brothel at night, and there was also a girl who fell in love with a scholar and had sex with him in private. Of course, some of these gossips were true and some were false, but these girls were not as shy as they appeared.

The Queen said: "It's boring just to look at the flowers. Why don't you write a poem on flowers? The top three winners will be rewarded handsomely."

Writing poetry is a must-have item at almost every banquet. It can check whether these ladies and gentlemen are idiots.

Of course, some people prepared cheat sheets in advance to avoid being embarrassed by not being able to write a poem later.

While everyone was writing poems, the Queen took Ning Yan to see the new varieties of chrysanthemums that the gardeners had cultivated. "Sister-in-law, feel free to pick any you like. If there are any you like, I'll have someone send them to your house after the banquet."

The King of Yue protected his new brother and sister-in-law very closely. Before the banquet started, he even sent someone to tell her to take good care of them.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

The queen chuckled and said, "Why thank me? We are all family. By the way, many young men have come today. Please help Xuan'er to choose one. Fifteen years old is not young. When she was this age, I was already pregnant with the prince."

Ning Yan: "Okay, but I'm afraid the princess I like doesn't like it."

"She is just a kid, she doesn't know what is good or bad, we as elders should worry more about her."

That’s what they said, and that’s how it had to be done, but whether Pang Xuaner appreciated it or not was none of their business.

While chatting with the Queen, Ning Yan admired those seldom-seen chrysanthemums, such as the black chrysanthemum, the phoenix spreading its wings, the green peony, the dragon claw chrysanthemum, the purple jade plate, and the Thousand-armed Guanyin. Each pot was extremely rare, and only the royal family could collect so many varieties of chrysanthemums.

At this time, Pang Xuan'er came over with her maid, first bowed to the queen, and then reluctantly bowed to Ning Yan.

"Xuan'er, how about it, is there anyone you like?"

Pang Xuan'er said shyly: "Aunt..."

When the queen saw her shy look, she knew that she really had someone she liked, so she gave Ning Yan a look and then pulled Pang Xuan'er aside.

The two chatted in low voices for a while, and the queen turned her gaze to a young man in blue who was painting.

Finished.