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  Chapter 40

  It's naturally a pity in her heart.

  The Yan family, from their gate to their home atmosphere, almost satisfied all of Ming Xuan's beautiful fantasies about her future husband's family. Yan Qing Ye's warm and noble character also filled her with hope for life after marriage. The harmonious music, the husband singing and the wife following, raising their cups together in a toast... those poetic phrases that had once moved her heartstrings, she thought that if she worked hard, she could attain them too, but in the end, it was all just an empty dream.

  The bitter melon is not sweet, the Yan family now regards her as a malevolent spirit, eager to send away this great Buddha to restore peace and quiet, and she has indeed brought unprecedented tribulations to this simple and low-key family. Although those obstacles and threats were not what she wanted, I do not kill others, but others die because of me. She is not that kind of selfish and arrogant person who only thinks of herself, nor does she want innocent people to be hurt because of her.

  In that case, there is no need to persist anymore.

  Yan Qingli seemed to be somewhat disbelieving that Ming Xuan would be so easily swayed by her words, a look of surprise flashing across her face, but with a hint of doubt still lingering between her eyebrows. She tentatively asked another question, "Did Seventh Miss really agree?"

  Agree to divorce.

  Yan Qingyan agreed to persuade her to retreat from her relatives.

  Ming Xuan gazed at the woman whose expression still held a hint of anxiety, her eyes flickering slightly, her long and curled eyelashes fluttering. The sunlight cast a natural shadow on her face, and without saying a word, she had already hidden countless thoughts. Her neck, as white as jade, inclined slightly, and her chin lightly dropped, "Hmm."

  She suddenly raised her head and asked, "What was that 'a meal's favor' you mentioned earlier?"

  Yan Qingli was taken aback, "Seventh Miss doesn't remember?"

  She saw Ming Xuan's bewildered expression and couldn't help but smile wryly, "Seventh Miss has always been kind and virtuous, she naturally wouldn't put her mind on the small matter of lifting her hand to help in her childhood. Poor my brother still thought that your esteemed family chose to marry you off to him because of that old affair from years ago, it seems he was overthinking."

  About ten years ago, my second brother was severely punished by my father for his misbehavior. At that time, he was still young and impulsive, so he ran away from home in a fit of pique. He had a stubborn streak and refused to return home even though he had no money on him. He headed west and walked all the way to the western suburbs, going hungry for two days and two nights. If it hadn't been for the fortunate encounter with the carriage of the third house of the noble family, and if Miss Qi hadn't kindly given him some food, perhaps he wouldn't be alive today.

  "My second brother has been grateful for this kindness, and every time he hears news about Seventh Miss, he is extra careful. It was also from then on that he began to work hard. At that time, the young master of the Fu Guo Gong Mansion came to propose marriage, but my parents were hesitant. Only my second brother insisted, so they agreed to arrange the marriage according to his wishes."

  Yan's family is just a humble official household. If they really marry the noble lady from the Hou family, how will the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law get along in the future?

  Ming Xuan was slightly stunned, no wonder that day when they met at the Auxiliary National Palace, Yan Qingyan had such a calm and collected expression. It turned out that he really did recognize her. These trivial matters from years ago were truly insignificant, even if the real Ming Xuan was still around, she probably wouldn't remember that she had once done him a "favor of one meal".

  Ke Yan Qing Ye still remembers it till now...

  She then furrowed her brow, and said in a low voice, "Three days later, I need to go to the ready-made clothing store called Niú Shàng Fāng on East Street to purchase some items. At that time, please arrange for your esteemed household to send a horse carriage. My time is limited, so I must hurry there and back."

  Yan Qingli hastily agreed, and then sat in silence with Yu Ge for a while at the Huan Jade Pavilion. It wasn't until an old woman came from the Autumn Flower Garden to invite her over that she bid farewell, somewhat embarrassed.

  Ming Xuan let out a deep sigh as she gazed at the empty house. Her older sister's body was weak and could collapse at any moment, and Wu Jie would inevitably have to marry into the Jian'an Marquis' household within a hundred days to take charge of the inner courtyard. Within three months, she too would have to be married off. But now that this perfect match for the Yan family had fallen through, how easy would it be to start from scratch and find another suitable one?

  She closed her eyes heavily, feeling uncertain about her future and didn't know what to do.

  In the evening, Dan Hong returned with great enthusiasm and talked about the interesting things that happened when Xue Su got married. The second-class maid, Su Wan, who was originally waiting outside, also helped to supplement it, and Ming Huan's sorrow in her heart was finally alleviated a little.

  Because she thought that in this world, there is no level that can't be passed, and no bridge that can't be crossed. Even if the Yan family was gone, there should still be the Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li families. She didn't expect to have a protagonist's halo on her body. In fact, since she came to this place, she had been suffering hardships all along, and even now, she was walking carefully on the blade's edge. But she absolutely refused to believe that heaven had given her a golden finger, giving her a chance to reincarnate, only to torment her.

  That's not scientific!

  Thinking so, Ming Xuan put aside some of the annoying things and just thought about how to advise Yan Qingye when she saw him.

  Ming Xuan will go to Niú Shàng Street's Lín Yīng Workshop to have clothes made three days later, this has been decided for a long time.

  Because she was not ready to prepare the clothes for her future marriage during the mourning period, after the engagement with the Yan family had a clear direction, the old lady ordered the embroiderers of the Golden Needle Workshop in the mansion to rush to make two sets of bright-colored clothes for Mingxuan for each of the four seasons. However, no more could be made. Wu Jie was also rushing to prepare her wedding dress and new clothes. Although she was a concubine's daughter, she was formally the daughter of Yongning Hou, and the family she was marrying into was prominent. The houfu was afraid that she would mistreat their two grandsons in the future, so they did not dare to slack off on her dowry. Therefore, the embroiderers of the Golden Needle Workshop had to prioritize Wu Jie's tasks first, and could no longer spare any more effort to make extra clothes for Mingxuan.

  Madam Zhu had long since stopped interfering, and couldn't be bothered to quarrel with Madam Hou over such trivial matters. So she secretly handed some private money to Ming Xuan, instructing her to go to the famous Niushan Workshop on East Street to buy a few sets of ready-made clothes to put in her dowry chest.

  In fact, the noble women of Shengjing City rarely wore those uniform ready-made clothes to show their status. Most of them had their own embroidery workshops in their mansions to make unique clothes according to their body shape and preferences. Even if they wanted to wear outside-made clothes, they would ask the tailor to come to their mansion to take measurements and make clothes before sending them back. Those clothes at the bottom of the trunk were not usually worn, but only used to fill up the trunks when getting married, so that they looked good on the surface. As time was tight, they could only go to the Lingyun Embroidery Workshop in person.

  On that day, Ming Xuan thanked and declined the accompaniment of Yan Niangniang, taking Dan Hong, Suo Que and three others as well as a group of slaves out.

  She randomly picked out twenty or thirty pieces of clothing in the store, took her own measurements, and had them sent to the private room upstairs. When the clothes arrived, she opened her bright and beautiful eyes and said to Su Wan, "Your figure is similar to mine, so stay here and try on these clothes for me. Don't rush, take your time, an hour or two won't be too long. I have something important to attend to with Dan Hong right now, and I need to slip out unnoticed. Before I return, this place will be left in your care, can you handle it?"

  Su Wan Yuan, who was outside the courtyard, was entrusted with an important task for the first time. Although she didn't know what Seventh Miss was going to do, she only needed to obey her master's orders and didn't need to know anything else. She quickly nodded and solemnly said, "This servant can do it."

  Ming Xuan rushed to Que and instructed, "Soon Su Wan will change clothes inside, and then stay behind to respond. Be careful when doing things, I'll be back soon."

  She made her arrangements and then put on a veil to cover her face, carefully making her way out of the guest hall, wanting to take advantage of the commotion to slip down the stairs unnoticed and leave through the back door. But as soon as she stepped out of the room, a tall and majestic figure suddenly appeared in the empty corridor, its presence seeming to carry an icy aura that sent shivers down her spine despite the warmth of the spring season.

  It's Hanxiu again!

  That majestic man's pair of dark and profound eyes gazed heavily at Ming Xuan, with an irrepressible anger hidden inside, just like a husband who had just caught his wife in the act of adultery. The vinegar flavor was strong, "Where do you want to go?"

  Dan Hong's face turned red as if she was facing a great enemy, and she quickly pulled Ming Xuan behind her. "Miss, let's go back to the house first."

  The hellish purgatory built from the bones of the dead on the battlefield, just standing there gave off a chilling and terrifying aura. What's more, he was questioning her with anger in his eyes. She was afraid in her heart, and even her legs couldn't help but tremble, yet she had to protect Miss.

  Ming Xuan was not particularly panicked, although she had been hiding and enduring in the Yongning Marquis's mansion for three years. However, she was not really a person who could swallow her anger and remain silent. In the past, she endured Rui Rang because she had hopes, thinking that if she could get a good marriage by being humble and tolerant for just a few more years, it would be worth it to have peace and quiet in the second half of her life. But now those expectations were all shattered, and originally, she was going to persuade Yan Qingye to break off the engagement anyway, so what did she have to fear?

  With this thought in mind, she became much calmer and shook her head at Dan Hong, saying "It's nothing."

  This Nianyi Fang was still bustling just now, but now it's quiet and there is no sound at all. It's clear that she has been sent away by Han Xiu's people. It seems that he had already grasped her whereabouts a long time ago, knowing that she would come to Nianyi Fang, maybe even knowing exactly when she would arrive. This man is really terrifying to the extreme.

  Ming Xuan glanced at Han Xiuzi, a cold smile slowly spreading across her face as she replied mockingly, "Ask me where I'm going? Didn't you already know? Yes, I'm planning to go to the Yan family right now."

  A flash of cold light flickered in her eyes, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly before she raised her head. "I'm actually planning to go to the Yan family now to persuade Yan Qingyan to take the initiative to break off our engagement. The Yan family is a humble household that can't compare to the Han family's power. I hope that in the future, Lord Han will be more restrained and not bully the weak again. It's not very becoming of you."

  Han Xi was slightly surprised, but his eyes suddenly softened, and the killing intent on him also converged a bit. He said in a low voice, "I knew you'd understand eventually. Ah Xuan, that little brat surnamed Yan is not worthy of you."

  There was an unmistakable hint of suppressed laughter in his tone.

  Ming Xuan found it amusing, with a mocking expression on her face that grew even deeper. However, she had already realized by then that Han Xiuyi was an extremely overbearing man. If she were to confront him head-on and engage in verbal sparring and resistance, aside from provoking him into doing something even more terrifying, there would be no other benefits whatsoever. Escaping danger required careful planning and could not be rushed.

  She thought for a moment and then said, "Then please let Lord Han give way." [From the novel "Dream of Red Mansions"], transformed into three-year-old Daiyu, with parents above and younger brother below, struggling to save her own destiny. Whatever the second goods of the Jia family go, the young lady wants to live her own life, in short, this is a new life for Daiyu in the red mansion.

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