C3 She Is No Longer the Only One for Him

Seven days later.

The big red lanterns hung all over the Residence of Northern Marshal, looking especially joyous against the pure white of the snow.

"My Plum Garden, not a single lantern is allowed to hang!"

It was the first time she had lost her temper when Tang Yaohler ordered all the servants to withdraw the lanterns and silk in the yard.

The main hall was filled with singing and dancing, and only her Plum Garden was cold and aloof.

"Madam, it's time to take your medicine." Xiaoqi brought a cup of warm water and some colorful medicinal pills.

"Throw it away, I won't take any more pills from now on." Tang Yao sat in the pavilion and looked in the direction of the main hall.

Snow fell on her black hair that was tied behind her head, falling in bits and pieces. In an instant, it melted into ice water and disappeared into her hair.

"Madam, you have to stay alive to be able to change Marshal's mind …" Xiaoqi's voice was filled with tears.

"He won't be able to come back for a long time." Tang Yao mumbled, her voice drifting far away.

The noise in the main hall did not subside until midnight.

Tang Yao lay curled up on the bed, her chin almost touching her knees. She was so thin that she didn't even look human.

The deeper the night went, the greater the pain in her chest.

Yann Shaokun, who swore that he would only treat her well, would openly carry another girl to sleep tonight.

She, Tang Yao, was no longer the only one for him.

Yann Shaokun had messed around outside for three years with seven years of marriage.

But this was the first time he had gotten another woman pregnant.

Tang Yao bit the back of her hand until her body trembled from the intense pain.

The next day.

Yann Shaokun brought the new imperial concubine Su Qingqing to Plum Garden, saying that he wants her to drink a cup of tea for Tang Yao.

Tang Yao sat on the bed and wiped the blood from her nose, ignoring the noise outside the door.

"I won't see them." Her attitude was firm.

Even if she died from illness in this Plum Garden, she would never see the beauty in his arms.

Xiaoqi did not stop him. Yann Shaokun led his men directly in.

Seeing that Tang Yao was still lying under the blanket, he looked displeased. "What time is it? Are you still in bed? What kind of words are you talking about?"

Su Qingqing, who was at the side, blinked her eyes and said daintily, "Marshal, I just entered the residence, don't be angry anymore."

After saying so, she lifted her hand to pat Yann Shaokun's chest. This kind of understanding and gentle look would make anyone who saw it feel comfortable.

Tang Yao laughed at herself. Her eyes were already dull and lifeless.

How could he be pleased with her appearance?

"If you don't like it, then don't come." Tang Yao had no intention of giving him any face either.

Yann Shaokun choked on Tang Yao's words. He kindly brought Su Qingqing to meet her, the mistress of the Marshal Palace's backyard. Was this her attitude?

"Elder sister doesn't want to see me, so I'll just leave …" Su Qingqing put down the teapot in her hand. She looked a little wronged.

Tang Yao still didn't look at Su Qingqing. She raised her head to look at the ceiling to prevent any more nosebleeds.

However, in Yann Shaokun's eyes, it looked cold and aloof.

When it was only the two of them left, Yann Shaokun grabbed Tang Yao's chin and forced her to look at him.

"Qing is pregnant now, can't you give more thought to me?" The emotions in his eyes fluctuated.

Tang Yao looked straight at him. "I was pregnant too, wasn't I?"

Yann Shaokun's heart was stabbed for a reason and his body instantly stiffened.

Four years ago, Yann Shaokun conquered a new city, and Tang Yao, who was carrying all six of the best warriors, accompanied him to the celebratory feast. Unexpectedly, his trusted aide suddenly turned traitor and stabbed him with a knife.

Yann Shaokun couldn't dodge in time, so Tang Yao, who was beside him, helped him block the blade with her belly.

The child was gone, and Tang Yao's womb was also severely injured.

However, Yann Shaokun was completely unharmed.

Thinking back to the past, Yann Shaokun's heart ached. He unconsciously loosened his grip on Tang Yao's chin.

"Yao." His tone softened a lot, "I know I have wronged you. Once that woman's child is born, I will pass it on to you. The mother of a child can only be you. "

"Go, I'm tired." Tang Yao closed her eyes, and her chest began to feel dull pain again.

Her indifferent tone made Yann Shaokun unhappy. He had already made concessions, why would she do this?

"Yao, stop messing around." Yann Shaokun held her in his arms and gently kissed her earlobe.

"Don't touch me!" Tang Yao's voice suddenly rose, her eyes filled with obvious disgust.

Yann Shaokun had lost his temper to all sorts of pleasantries and was unable to accept the disobedience of the person beside him.

Tang Yao's reaction instantly caused him to become angry from embarrassment.

"Did I raise your temper all these years? "If you don't let me touch it, which wild man would you like to touch it?"

Yann Shaokun lifted the quilt and roughly took off Tang Yao's underpants!