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“Does the young lady still remember me?” Qiuxiang asked with a strange tone, “I thought all the women in the Leisure Pavilion were forgotten by you.” Xing Dai Rong’s face turned pale, “What are you doing here? You should be in the temple with those lowly mistresses, chanting scriptures!”
Qiuxiang coldly laughed, “We are lowly mistresses, but what about you? You’re not even a mistress in this Houfu! Without a matchmaker, without a dowry, without a name, and without a place, you’re just waiting by the Young Master’s side. Aren’t you even more lowly than me?”
“You! I’m not like you at all!”
“Exactly, you’re not like us. We’re at least from good families, but you’re just a dirty, lowly brothel woman who only knows how to seduce men and sell your body! Who knows how many men you’ve been with?”
“I haven’t! I’m a performer, not a prostitute!”
“Oh please, performing in the brothel but not selling your body? That’s a fresh one! Who would believe that? You think you’re a heavenly fairy or a palace princess, and all men adore you? In the end, you’re just good at seducing men!”
Xing Dai Rong was furious, her whole body trembling with rage, “I’ll tear your mouth apart!”
Just then, Qiuxiang caught sight of several people hurrying towards them. Xing Dai Rong pounced at her, but Qiuxiang didn’t dodge or avoid her. Right when Xing Dai Rong’s hand touched her face, Qiuxiang let out a panicked cry, “Young lady, I was wrong! Please spare me!”
The next second, splash! Qiuxiang fell into the pool.
Xing Dai Rong was stunned, and a furious shout came from behind her, “Stop!”
Cheng Yunshuo rushed over with his attendants. When Xing Dai Rong saw him, she instinctively called out, “Yunshuo.”
“Young Master, save me!”
In the shallow pool water, Qiuxiang desperately thrashed about, begging Cheng Yunshuo for help.
Cheng Yunshuo didn’t even look at Xing Dai Rong, and immediately ordered his people to pull Qiuxiang out.
Once Qiuxiang was pulled out, dripping wet and pitiful, she flung herself into Cheng Yunshuo’s arms and burst into tears, “Young Master, Young Master, I almost didn’t get to see you again!”
Qiuxiang’s tears fell like rain, her hair disheveled and stuck to her face, making her look fragile and pitiful.
At this moment, Xing Dai Rong finally realized she had been tricked.
She glared at Qiuxiang, who was crying and accusing her in Cheng Yunshuo’s arms, “Cheng Yunshuo, she’s framing me!”
Cheng Yunshuo held Qiuxiang and gazed at Xing Dai Rong, “I saw it all myself. What’s there to argue about?”
“You…!”
“Young Master, don’t be angry. Xing Dai Rong just found out I was promoted to be a concubine and couldn’t accept it…” Qiuxiang pitifully stretched out her delicate hand, grasping Cheng Yunshuo’s clothes.
Xing Dai Rong was even more shocked, her eyes widening, “You’ve promoted her to be a concubine?!”
It turned out Cheng Yunshuo had been planning to explain this to Xing Dai Rong, but today he didn’t want to say a single word to her.
After all, he was a man and the Young Master of the Houfu. In this era, having multiple wives and concubines was no big deal. He didn’t need to explain himself to anyone. He had already promised Xing Dai Rong a life together, and he would keep that promise.
But giving his former lover a title was not too much to ask.
Xing Dai Rong was furious because he gave Qiuxiang a title, and she didn’t understand him at all. He had fought against so many people and taken so much pressure for her, but she wouldn’t give in even a little.
Did she think the whole world revolved around her, and he was the only one making an effort?
“Yes.”
Cheng Yunshuo directly picked up Qiuxiang and used a stern tone to tell Xing Dai Rong, “I promised to promote Qiuxiang to be a concubine. Whether you like it or not, I don’t need to ask for your opinion!”
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