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

Lu Huan's face flashed quickly through Su Qingci's mind. He originally wanted to say yes, but then he thought of Lu Huan's cold and distant eyes and shook his head again.

He didn't look like he was interested in her, and if he didn't like her, she wouldn't make things difficult for him.

Otherwise, marrying him seems... not a bad idea.

Liu Jingru sighed, "I had no choice at the beginning. I just hope you can choose a man who is pleasing to you and has good character as your father, not like your father."

"If you are interested in Lu Huan, I can send someone to ask around to see if he has a favorite woman. If he doesn't have a favorite, and he is a decent person, I think it would be a good idea for you to marry him."

"Qingci, what do you think?"

Su Qingci recalled what Lu Huan had said to her that day. He said that when he needed a handkerchief, he would come to her to get it.

But now, nearly half a month has passed, and that person has never tried to contact her.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid I have forgotten about her.

"Mother, let me think about it first."

Liu Jingru: "Okay, I won't force you. Think about it carefully."

During this period, whenever Su Qingci had time, he would come to keep Liu Jingru company and talk.

But most of the time she stayed in the room embroidering. After she sent the servants away, she looked at the exquisite handkerchief she had embroidered and the sachet in her hands, and pondered for a long time.

……

After a few days, she finally realized in her struggle that the wheel of fate was in her own hands. If she didn't fight hard and take the initiative, she would be destined to be like a puppet at the mercy of others, and be forced by Su Songqi into the arms of those fat and hateful people.

This way, her life is ruined.

She doesn't want to be the second Liu Jingru, nor does she want her future children to be like her.

Therefore, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, she must give it a try bravely.

The next morning, Su Qingci carefully made up an excuse - he wanted to go out and buy some exquisite round fans.

This happened in the middle of summer, so she took the opportunity to go out and buy a new fan, claiming that the one she was using was old.

At the same time, she cleverly devised another plan and successfully detained Shu'er in the mansion. She also selected a relatively trustworthy maid, Xiaohe, to accompany her and go out with her.

After arriving at the market, Su Qingci first ordered the driver to drive to a shop.

After entering the store, she carefully selected and bought several round fans that she liked.

When paying, she calmly stuffed a thick stack of banknotes into the hands of the shop owner and whispered to her to go to General Lu's mansion to find Lu Huan and convey a message on her behalf.

At this moment, Su Qingci covered her face with a veil, making it difficult for others to see her true appearance.

The proprietress naturally had no idea the name of the woman in front of her.

As for what she had asked him to say, it was merely to tell Lu Huan that she had something important to tell him and that he needed to return a handkerchief that he had accidentally soiled, and she begged him to come to the restaurant to see her.

……

"Waiter, give me a private room." Su Qingci said.

"Okay, girl, please follow me." The waiter made a "please" gesture and took her upstairs.

However, at this moment, Su Songqi was accompanying the prince and his followers, drinking in this restaurant.

The summer breeze gently blew through the window, lifting the gauze on Su Qingci's head. It was at this moment that her beautiful face was unreservedly displayed to the guests in the box opposite.

One of the guests pointed at Su Qingci who was going upstairs in surprise and said, "Sir Su, that seems to be your daughter over there."

Hearing this, Su Songqi turned around absentmindedly and looked around, and sure enough, he saw his daughter.

When he thought of the prince sitting on the throne, Su Songqi's cunning nature was once again revealed.

Seeing the prince staring at Su Qingci with an intoxicated look on his face, Su Songqi immediately offered a suggestion: "Your Highness, if you don't mind, why don't you let me come over and drink a few glasses of wine with you?"

The prince had an evil smile on his face, and his eyes followed Su Qingci's graceful figure as she went upstairs. He smiled and said, "As long as Lord Su is willing to give it up, that would be great."

Su Songqi smiled and said, "Oh my, there is no reason to be reluctant. It is Qingci's blessing to have the honor of serving Your Majesty."

……

Just as Su Qingci was about to step into the room, he heard a familiar and life-threatening voice behind him.

"Qingci."

Su Qingci turned around to look and was shocked, "Father, why are you here?"

Su Songqi: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is having a banquet over there, come with me and pour wine for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Su Qingci knew very well that this was not pouring wine at all, it was clearly another old trick.

But she couldn't not go. If she refused to go, then what she said before would be exposed.

And if Su Songqi found out that the person she had an appointment with was Lu Huan, it would implicate him.

Su Qingci was pushed to sit next to the prince, but she could not show any reluctance.

She poured a glass of wine for the prince and pretended to feed it to him respectfully, "Your Highness, please."

This move pleased the prince very much. The men around him also laughed and joked that the prince was blessed, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

Su Qingci lowered his eyes, his smile faded, and he tried hard to suppress the hatred and grievance in his heart. When he raised his eyes again, he met a pair of cold eyes in the corner.

Why is he here?

Is Lu Huan actually the prince's guest of honor?

It turns out that they are birds of a feather.

I originally thought that he was a loyal and upright person, but I didn't expect that he was so despicable.

Thinking of the handkerchief and sachet she carried with her, everything she had done these days seemed in vain.

There was a prostitute beside the prince. Seeing that the prince's hands were always on Su Qingci's waist, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

The prostitute washed her hands, picked up a crystal clear grape, peeled it and handed it to the prince, "Your Highness, ah~"

The prince took it with a smile, but did not eat it himself.

He fed the grapes to Su Qingci's lips and spoke in the tone of a drunkard, "Qingci, ah~try it."

Vulgar and perverted!

Disgusting, absolutely disgusting!

"Well~ why don't you eat it?" The prince asked when he saw her looking at the grape unmoved.

Su Qingci whispered, "Dirty."

The moment these words fell, everyone's faces looked unhappy, except for the drunken prostitute, who became secretly excited and wished that the prince would get angry immediately and punish her.

Su Songqi: "Qingci, what nonsense are you talking about? Apologize to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The prince's face looked extremely ugly, but he did not speak in a hurry. He just used much more force in his right palm, pinching Su Qingci's waist so hard that it hurt.

Su Qingci pretended to be extremely aggrieved and turned to look at the prince, with tears in her eyes that seemed about to fall, which made people feel very distressed.

She pointed at the prostitute and said with a sad look in her eyes, "Is there anything wrong with me saying she is dirty?"

Everyone then realized that she disliked the dirtiness of prostitutes, not the prince.

The prince's expression turned from gloomy to bright and he threw away the grapes in a good mood.

He lowered his head slightly and saw something sticking out from Su Qingci's sleeve, so he took the initiative to pull it out and saw that it was an embroidered handkerchief with Clivia.

She took it and wiped her hands with it without any care, "This embroidered handkerchief is well made."

Su Songqi said at the right time: "Originally, I embroidered it for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I hope His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't mind."

The prince smiled: "Really?"

He asked Xiang Su Qingci, "Is this really embroidered for me?"

Su Qingci faced Lu Huan's gaze and said, "Yes, I hope Your Highness will not despise me."

There was a crisp "pa da" sound, which was particularly harsh in the box. Everyone looked and saw that Lu Huan did not hold the wine glass tightly, and it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Ziyi, what's going on? Are you drunk?"

Lu Huan smiled faintly, "I am a little drunk, I am sorry to have embarrassed you, Your Highness."

Ziyi? So this is his pen name.

He smiled today, but his smile was ugly and fake, Su Qingci thought.