Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

Su Qian walked around the garden for a long time and went back only when there was nothing left to see. Cuiwei was still sleeping because she had not rested well in the past few days, so the maid beside her served her dinner and helped her take a bath and lie down.

"The goddess is tired today, so please rest early."

Su Qian waved her hand: "You can also go down and rest, there is no need to keep watch."

The maid bowed and said, "Yes, I'll take my leave."

Su Qian couldn't sleep, so she lay in bed thinking about what had happened in the past few days.

No one knew what kind of hatred Lu Huan had with the State of Nanchang. He pretended to defend the city and fought back, but in fact he lost thirteen cities and killed his biological father and the brother who had been through thick and thin with him.

But, since he hated them so much, why didn't he overthrow the Nanchang Kingdom himself and sit in that position himself, but instead use Yan Xuanye to do it?

Su Qian tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She had so many questions in her mind that she didn't know who to talk to. It was late at night, and only the chirping of cicadas outside the house echoed her.

Just as she was about to sigh, she heard heavy footsteps coming from outside the house, as if coming into her room. Su Qian turned over lightly and faced the wall, pretending to be asleep.

After a while, the door was gently pushed open. The creaking sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet night. The man stood at the door for a while, then stepped towards the couch. Su Qian subconsciously slowed down his breathing.

Although it was summer, the nights in ancient times were still very cool. At this moment, the door was open again, and Yan Xuanye came in with the cool air of the midnight. In addition, he always looked cold and murderous. When Su Qian thought of his captivating eyes staring at her like that, she felt a chill on her back.

Yan Xuanye looked at her for a long time, even stroked her hair, and covered her with a thin blanket before turning around and leaving.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Su Qian let out a long breath and felt relieved.

Yan Xuanye walked out of the room and looked back at the closed door. In fact, he didn't intend to do anything, but ever since Su Qian was shot to death by Lu Huan last time, he always felt uneasy. Sometimes when Su Qian was right in front of him, he always felt that she would disappear at any time.

This unreasonable worry came from nowhere, gripping his heart and making it difficult for him to breathe...

……

Since the day the city was broken, Yan Xuanye had lunch with Su Qian and came to see her once in the evening. He had been busy running around outside all other days.

Although he was not free, he would send someone to her every day to tell her that he was not free, or send someone to deliver something to cheer Su Qian up.

Jiang Xuewei and her sister would come to sit with her from time to time and talk to her. Every time they came, Jiang Xueli was dressed up particularly gorgeously. They would go to her room and look around, and if they didn't see Yan Xuanye, they would leave on their own after a while.

After a few days, even Cuiwei could see her intention.

That day, Jiang Xueli had just left Su Qian's yard when Cui Wei lost her temper: "Miss, look at the way she is looking around. She is not here to talk to you, but to meet His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan."

Su Qian said nonchalantly: "She happened to meet her, what does it have to do with us?"

"But everyone in the Tongpan Mansion knows that His Royal Highness Prince Yan has his eyes on the young lady, and Miss Jiang dresses up like a fairy every day, wishing she could throw herself into His Royal Highness Prince Yan's arms. She is so charming, how can she be the daughter of a Tongpan?"

Cuiwei was originally a maid in the prefecture, and did not belong to the Tongpan Mansion. She looked down on the Jiang sisters even more. "Now that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan is very popular, the two sisters are naturally eyeing them covetously. They also look at the young lady with their eyes every day. This servant is really..."

Su Qian glanced at her, and Cui Wei finally stopped, "You are not an impatient person, why are you so impatient today?"

Cuiwei twisted her handkerchief and lowered her voice: "Cuiwei is also worried about the young lady's future. His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan is interested in the young lady. If the young lady can marry his Royal Highness, she will be his legal wife. What a blessing it is.

But looking at the two sisters, it seems that the girl wants to compete for this position, and the girl herself doesn't care at all. Cuiwei can only worry about the girl. "

Su Qian asked her back: "Since you know I don't care, why are you worried?"

"But...you are not young anymore, you will get married sooner or later. If you are going to get married, you might as well marry a good man. Besides, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan also has feelings for you. If you agree, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Cuiwei was, after all, a woman who grew up in a large mansion in ancient times. In their opinion, Su Qian was not young anymore and should have been married long ago, but she was forced to delay until she was 18 years old. And it has been said since ancient times that getting married is a woman's second chance at reincarnation. She just looked at the problem from the perspective of an ancient woman, thinking about how to help Su Qian fight for a bright future.

Su Qian naturally knew what she meant, but she was not originally from this era and would have to return to the modern era one day. If she got married and had children, it would just be one more thing to worry about. Even if she returned to the modern era as she wished, she would not be happy.

"Okay, no need to say more, I know my limits. Also, once you leave my house, don't talk too much outside. If others hear you, I'm afraid I'll kick you out. Do you understand?"

"Cuiwei knows."

Su Qian relaxed and continued practicing calligraphy, while Cuiwei waited on the side grinding ink. The figure standing outside the door had darkened eyes, and did not turn around and leave until their conversation ended.

……

Before coming here, Yan Xuanye had just got a pair of purple jade hibiscus earrings, and thought he would give them to her when he had time, but he didn't expect to hear these words.

Originally, he thought that the goddess was unwilling to get close to him because she was concerned about the differences between men and women and her own reputation.

But from what she said just now, it seemed that she had no interest in him at all and didn't want to be with him.

Although he was busy these days, whenever he had some free time, he couldn't help but imagine his future life with the goddess. Now that his expectations were shattered, he was left with only anger and sadness.

Why didn't she have him in her heart? And why didn't she want to marry him?