C2 Give Me Another Year of Sole Love

The next morning, when Tang Yao woke up, Yann Shaokun was no longer on the bed.

Only the cold, wrinkled sheets at her side proved that the man had come last night.

Tang Yao took the medicine and wrote down the Heart Sutra with a small brush.

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She had just finished writing a few lines when hot blood suddenly fell from her nose onto the silk paper, forming plum blossoms.

"Madam!" Xiaoqi, the maid, was terrified. She hurriedly found a handkerchief and stopped the bleeding for Tang Yao.

In her panic, she knocked over the brocade box Yann Shaokun brought over last night and saw the quincuncial handkerchief.

Without hesitation, Xiaoqi put the handkerchief under Tang Yao's nose.

"Burn it!" Tang Yao threw her handkerchief to the ground, anger mixed with pain in her eyes.

Trembling, Xiaoqi brought the stove over. Tang Yao bent down to pick up the handkerchief and threw it in without any hesitation.

Sparks flew in all directions, and a cloud of black smoke rose in the air.

"Who do you want to see this?" Yann Shaokun's voice floated in from the door and sounded angry.

Tang Yao choked and coughed from the smoke. She had no time to pay attention to Yann Shaokun.

Since when did Yann Shaokun, who had always been carefree on the outside, get ignored? In his anger, he directly grabbed Tang Yao's arm, forcing her to look straight at him.

However, when he looked, he was stunned.

"Why are you bleeding from your nose?" Yann Shaokun's tone was flustered, even he did not realize it.

"Madam, she …" Xiaoqi couldn't help but want to say something.

With a cold glance, Tang Yao warned her to shut up. Then, with an indifferent tone, she said, "My body is a little hot."

Yann Shaokun became agitated as he looked at Tang Yao's dull expression.

"You have a nosebleed so easily, when did your body become so weak?" His tone was reprimanding.

Tang Yao was born into a poor family, and before Yann Shaokun became Marshal, she was able to catch fish while carrying rice. In his eyes, she had always been a strong woman.

That's right, how did she become so fragile?

Tang Yao tried her best to hold in her emotions as she watched the handkerchief turn pitch black in the stove.

"I have something to tell you." Yann Shaokun vaguely felt that his tone was a bit harsh, and he calmed down a lot, "My mother wants a grandson. I'll bring a woman home next week."

Tang Yao stared at him in disbelief.

She had always known that he had women outside. As long as he didn't bring her back to the Residence of Northern Marshal, she would be able to turn a blind eye to these things.

But now, he was finally unable to endure it?

"Yao, our marriage is a new form. I will only marry you for the rest of my life."

"Yao, I'm going to fight in the battlefield for you. I'll give you my spoils of war!"

The words of the young and arrogant Yann Shaokun were still echoing in Tang Yao's ears.

It's been a long life. It had only been seven years, and he was already impatient to marry a second woman …

Tang Yao's eyes couldn't help but turn red, but she stubbornly refused to let her tears fall.

"Don't worry, you're still my wife, she's just imperial concubine." Yann Shaokun was aware that he had let Tang Yao down, so he explained with a bit of guilt.

"Yann Shaokun." Tang Yao's voice was slightly choked with sobs. "Don't forget, you said that you only have one woman in your life."

"Which Marshal in the entire nation has only one woman? You're the only one I've had for the past seven years. Aren't you satisfied? " Yann Shaokun's face turned sullen.

"Give me another year of sole favors." Tang Yao looked at him and spoke with an obscure voice.

Yann Shaokun's eyes flashed. He didn't understand what this woman meant by 'one year'.

He still felt guilty towards Tang Yao.

After all, she had given him the best of her life, and she would not leave him at his most difficult times.

It was just that her lukewarm attitude had long ago made him sick of her.

The girls outside were very young, and they knew more tricks, which made him feel fresh.

He was a Marshal with many territories. Who didn't like a group of women kneeling at their feet?

"She's pregnant. My child can't be born outside." Yann Shaokun made up his mind and didn't look at Tang Yao again.