Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 508 [Fanwai] When a man gets married, his heart already belongs (4)

The next day, I went to bed late and didn't wake up from my sleep until the afternoon.The man in the house fetched clean water for me to wash and handed me a clean handkerchief to wipe my face.

Looking at them, and looking at myself, I will breathe a sigh of relief: Fortunately, I am the young master of the Soul Palace, and I am also a man, so I am much luckier than them. Under the mother's wing, be a young master who can sleep until he wakes up naturally.

Grandma ordered food to be delivered to my room, and the old man helped me pack the bedding. Grandma asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Well... in the middle of the night, I didn't fall asleep." 
"Is the eagle thinking about something?" Grandma's voice, the voice of the vicissitudes is gentle, as warm as water, lingering in my ears——

My face turned red immediately, I shook my head and said decisively: "No—— nothing—"

"Really? Ying'er has grown up, it's time to think about the important things in his life."

"W-Where is there..."

She has taken care of me since I was a child, and it seems that all my emotions cannot escape her eyes. She can see through my expressions and know my emotions, just like the bugs in my stomach that can understand my thoughts.

"No?" The old man looked at my blushing cheeks with a smile, turned around and continued to help me make the bed pretending to be helpless, she read brokenly, "Your father was much more honest than you when you were your age, He said he liked the young lady of the Soul family, and asked if your grandfather could go to the Soul family to propose marriage."

I muttered: "That's my father...it has nothing to do with me..."

But the grandmother said surprisingly: "Since you like it, then don't hide it and choke, don't miss your marriage."

I couldn't help laughing: It's not that I wanted to make mistakes...it's just that the woman I like...has too many impossibilities between me and me.

During the ten years I grew up, Queen Yaori's harem had already had countless men, and the eldest princess she gave birth to was already nine years old—many of Yaori's male concubines were descendants of dignitaries in the court. They served as hostages to consolidate her royal power, married those men, and placed them by her side for display. For her, the value of men is nothing more than that.

And me... what am I?
(End of this chapter)