Xuanyuan Yvzhe didn't go to other places, but to other women's rooms. But he didn't know why he was surprised to find that those women cannot cause his attenetion as if all the people around him were the same as Shaoyao.
Seeing Xuanyuan Yvzhe in front of him, the woman in green rushed up and hugged him. "Your Highness, you're finally here. Do you know how long you haven't visited me?"
Xuanyuan Yvzhe glared at the woman behind him impatiently and shouted, "get out! I'm not in the mood now."
Hearing Xuanyuan Yvzhe's words, the woman still smiled and said, "Your Highness, have you grown tired of me. You should know that my job is very good."
Xuanyuan Yvzhe dragged the distance away from the woman in green impatiently. "You didn't hear me."
At this time, the woman in green realized that Xuanyuan Yvzhe in front of her seemed to have become another person. His eyes were full of coldness. He was not as gentle and loving as before.
"Your Highness, I was wrong. Please don't drive me away." The woman in green looked at Xuanyuan Yvzhe and knelt down.
However, Xuanyuan Yvzhe was inexplicably annoyed when he looked at the woman in front of him. At this time, he couldn't help but think of Shaoyao. It was a woman who knew cold and warm of him.
She seemed to know how to please him some time, and his heart had always been caring about her. He always thought that Shaoyao was the woman he loved.
The only regret was that Shaoyao was born in a brothel. If it weren't for her status, he really wanted to give the position of principal concubine to her.
Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Yvzhe smiled and raised the corners of his mouth. Tomorrow was the last day of three days' periods. He could finally marry the girl he loved. The girl he decided to marry was only his.
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Shaoyao sat obediently in front of Qingyan and Jinhuan, and on the bed was a red robe with phoenix coronet and a embroidered Chinese chiffon. Taking a look at Shaoyao, Qingyan said with a smile, "you should take the initiative to make a bow when you marry into the mansion."
Of course, Shaoyao understood what Qingyan meant. Taking a look at Shaoyao, Qingyan still smiled gently. "Don't worry. I've investigated about them. All the women here are prostitutes, and some of them are from respectable families. They're nothing to worry about."
As Shaoyao looked at Qingyan, she still nodded earnestly. "Miss, don't worry. I know what to do. What I can do is to firmly hold Xuanyuan Yvzhe's heart in my hand, so that no one will dare to bully me."
Hearing the words of Shaoyao, Qingyan seriously nodded. She also knew that Shaoyao was strong enough to protect herself, it wouldn't be easy for those people to bully her.
"Shaoyao, this is the wedding dress Miss prepared for you." Jinhuan walked to the edge of the bed, looked at the cheongsam and said with a smile, "Miss, you must help me to prepare the cheongsam on my wedding day."
Hearing that, Qingyan nodded seriously. "Of course." Then, Qingyan took Shaoyao to the bed.
There was a very exquisite wooden box on the Chinese parasol. Qingyan picked up the box and put it in Shaoyao's hand, saying, "this box can protect you."
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