âQing Qing, that guy is not your fated man. He is too cruel and ruthless, but most importantly, heâs a demon!â said the greaseball with exasperation in his voice.
Making ahumphing sound with her voice, Wei Qing Qing clearly didnât think so: âHe beat you as soon as you mentioned me, Iâm sure itâs because of my fame as the number one beauty here in this ancient battlefield. He specifically came to marry me.â
âQing Qing!â he cries out in a panic.
Although he has a lot of concubines to service himself, but he only has this one daughter, thatâs why he doesnât wanted her to go die in vain.
âFather, are you planning to send him one of your concubines instead of me, is that what you are planning?â
It has to be mentioned, Wei Sheng Ping does have such an idea in mind. All those wives of his were beautiful to most out there. If he could use one to win the favor of such a powerful demon then why not? His lost eye could easily be recovered with a Dan pill so the former grudge doesnât mean much if he could get such powerful backing!
âThat manâs strength is so strong, do you think your little concubines are going to be able to endure at night? Only with my body can I bear his manliness, not to mention I am the number one beauty in this ancient battlefield. Which part of me is not worthy of him?â Wei Qing Qing waves her own hand up into the air like the act would showcase the strength in her arms. However, no reaction evercame from her old man, which causes her to start shaking the poor guyâs shoulder instead: âI donât care Father, Iâm going to marry that handsome guy, I must marry him!â
âBut⦠but what if he already has a wife?â
âThatâs even simpler. All men have multiple wives, I only need him to demote his current one to a concubine and make me the main wife.â Cocking her chin up like an egotistic peacock, Wei Qing Qing proudly and generously states this like itâs a given.
The idea didnât sound so bad to the greasy fatso at all actually. He has so many wives in his harem already, losing a couple to satisfy that demon wouldnât hurt if he uses them as a offering. With so many gifts, heâs sure Di Cang wouldnât mind taking his daughter afterwards as a thank you.
Yes, that will do, he will surely accept Qing Qing once I give him so many good things at once. What man doesnât like wealth and beauties?
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Wei Manor.
In this gathering hall, Di Cang props against the main seating chair with a bored expression as he gazed down at the group of unimportant flies huddling together for protection. However, his focus quickly changed as soon as his senses picked up a familiar aura from the outside.
âDidnât I say you donât need to come out tonight, why are you here?â he asks after rushing out the door.
Under the darkness of this night, the womanâs eye-catching dress of red were hypnotically mesmerizing when matched with the ownerâs peerless contour. Its breathtaking just seeing this level of perfection.
âMajesty, I wanted to stop Her Highness, but your orders are to put the queenâs command above all else. I didnât have any other option but to follow.â Reporting this was First Elder who also tagged along from behind. Heâs making a wry expression like someone thatâs both troubled and blaming because this really wasnât his fault.
Bai Yan chuckled at the elderâs swift explanation: âDonât blame him, I was the one who wanted to come out. I couldnât feel at ease, thatâs why I came.â
Since his wife was already getting on the defensive then he had no reason to press the issue. Holding Bai Yanâs hand in a careful and gentle manner, he leads her away for the main chair to sit in. âJust sit here and rest Yan Yan, I will handle everything, you donât need to do anything.â
Bai Yan nodded and didnât object to the request. Theyâre already at the edge of the Celestial Realm, a place where there are numerous powerful beings. Regardless of how she thinks, worrying has become an undeniable fact of life for her at this point. Only by being by her husbandâs side would this wife be at ease.
Exactly right when sheâs about to take a seat like suggested, Wei Sheng Ping has returned from the treasury vault, and behind him was the huge thick walking ball that was Wei Qing Qing.