The daughter of the first wife is a black lotus, reborn and remarried to kill

Several younger generations were sitting in the Qingzhu Hall, just listening to their elders discussing the marriage.

Li Xi's eyes never shifted from looking at Meng Yanrong, and Meng Yanrong just lowered her head, as if no matter what fate today was, she would accept it calmly.

Li Qingqian couldn't help but look at her and sighed silently.

Minister Meng did not take sides in the court. Not only was he extremely capable, he was also extremely loyal to His Majesty.

Although the Minister of War was only a third-rank official, Li Zhengkang would have looked down upon him in the past.

But after all, Li Xi had just won a battle, and he would need Minister Meng's help in many areas in the future.

The more Li Xi gains face in front of the emperor, the smoother Li Zhen's career will be in the future. The Duke Zhenguo's Mansion will also trust the Li Mansion more in the future. The interests are mutual.

However, the struggle for power and profit among men requires sacrificing women as tools.

Li Qingqian also understood why Li Zhengkang ruthlessly expelled Li Shuyue from the Li Mansion on the day of her return.

If Cui'er had not revealed the fact that Li Shuyue and Meng Yanrong had been dragged into this situation, perhaps Li Zhengkang would not have done this.

——He was expressing his stance to Li Xi.

As long as his elder brother was willing to work with him in the court in the future and pave the way for him to gain power, he could even give up his own daughter.

On the surface, it seemed like he was venting Li Qingqian's anger, but in fact he was trying to please Shen Changyun and Li Xi.

Thinking of this, Li Qingqian took advantage of the time when the elders were drinking tea, stood up and bowed to Li Zhengkang and said, "The prince and I came home today because we missed our grandmother so much. Father, Minister Meng and Madam Meng can chat first, and your daughter and the prince will go to see her."

Li Zhengkang nodded at them with a faint smile on his face.

After coming out of Qingzhu Hall, Shen Changyun noticed Li Qingqian's depressed mood.

"In my previous life, I also heard in Guqing Temple that Li Xi kowtowed three times and nine times to pray for Miss Meng. I think you also know that the couple has a very good relationship. Why are you so worried?"

"We only found out about that later, but how can Sister Yanrong know what will happen in the future at this time?" Li Qingqian frowned slightly, "Besides, we don't know if there will be any changes in the future."

Hearing her words, Shen Changyun thought for a while in confusion, then took her hand and asked, "Qianqian, are you worried about something?"

I'm afraid Li Xi and Meng Yanrong are not the focus. What Li Qingqian is really worried about is her and herself, right?

Li Qingqian sighed, slowly raised her head and looked at him, with a thin layer of mist in her eyes, "Yunlang, I find that every time I face you, no matter how much I felt about you last time, it will all disappear the next time. It's like... every time we meet, there's a voice in my head warning me that we should be strangers and that we shouldn't fall in love."

She had noticed something was wrong a long time ago. Not only because she felt an unbearable tingling sensation in her heart every time she got close to Shen Changyun, but also because every time she wanted to get close to Shen Changyun, it felt like an invisible hand was holding her back.

It even seemed as if someone was warning her in her ear that if she got close to Shen Changyun again, she would be wiped out of this world.

Seeing that Li Qingqian looked uneasy, Shen Changyun rarely asked her to express her love for him again and again. Instead, he held her in his arms and comforted her softly:

"Qianqian, there are some people in this world who are slow and vague in their feelings, but it doesn't matter, you must not worry about it. Because now I am willing to try to change slowly, willing to pour all my love for you, and I will slowly wait for the day when you open your heart to me for the rest of my life."

It was my fault in the past. I always asked you to put my feelings first at all times, but I often ignored it. In fact, you would feel confused and anxious because of your sudden rebirth.

Now that we have confessed our thoughts to each other, I am willing to take the first step towards you. At the same time, I still expect you to approach me.

Li Qingqian breathed in the pleasant plum blossom scent on him. It was strange that even after so long in spring, the smell on his body still gave her a cold feeling.

And, a sense of security that only he can give her.

Li Qingqian suddenly became playful and generous. She smiled softly in his arms and murmured in distress, "Strange, the storybook says that men will get jealous and go crazy when they hear their wives say this... Why is it different from what I expected?"

Shen Changyun heard it with his sharp ears, "My wife, you are reading the storybooks to learn for our love?"

Li Qingqian couldn't help but chuckle, she stood up from his arms, raised her head and looked at him teasingly, "A Ning gave it to me, it seems like she wrote it herself."

Shen Changyun was stunned for a moment. How could this seemingly cold and arrogant Miss Song write such things?

Then he looked at Li Qingqian with a smile in his eyes, "Then I really have to thank her very much."

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Songyunju.

After Nanny Liu came out of the house, she shook her head helplessly at Li Qingqian.

Li Qingqian's eyes dimmed, "Grandma still doesn't want to see me?"

Seeing this, Aunt Liu comforted her, "Don't worry, young lady. The old lady is so old, what kind of troubles and disputes has she not seen? No one knows a child better than his mother, so how could she not guess what the master is thinking? It's just that this old woman is just a child, the old lady is just acting like a child and fighting with you."

What could Li Qingqian say? She could only give a faint, bitter smile.

"Oh, by the way," Madam Liu took out a mutton-fat jade token from her sleeve pocket and handed it to Li Qingqian, whispering, "This is what the old lady prepared for you a few years ago. The two girls, Yunyan and Yunwu, are from this group. The young lady is going to Yunzhou with the prince this time, and the old lady is also aware of the disturbances there. You should keep this for self-defense."

Li Qingqian looked at the words on the token - "Tan Yi".

She searched her mind and it seemed that she had heard her grandmother mention it to her accidentally when she was very young.

My grandmother was the only daughter in the family and her parents were very good to her. Later, she was wronged by my grandfather and was taken back by my parents after the divorce.

It was at that time that the Tan Yi Secret Guards began to grow slowly in her hands. After so many years, those people had long been replaced, but grandmother's management of them was no less than before.

When my grandmother returned to Beijing, she was ready to avenge my grandfather until his death. However, my grandfather was not up to the task and died of a stroke early. So this secret guard team has been kept in my grandmother's hands until now.

Li Qingqian held the token in her hand and understood her grandmother's expectations of her, so she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times towards the main house.

"I know my grandmother's feelings for her and I will definitely not let her down."