I have suffered enough in my previous life, my cousin will never marry me

Chapter 148 The Ruthless Mu Qingqing
Fu Mingchi climbed into the carriage and, seeing Ye Wanshu lying in Mu Qingqing's arms, hurriedly asked, "Qingqing, what's wrong with Wan'er? Is she feeling unwell?"

Since she rarely lies, Mu Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Fortunately, her cousin's eyes were on her sister Wan and he didn't notice her at all. She forced herself to remain calm and said, "Cousin, sister Wan has a headache. She probably caught a cold last night."

Upon hearing this, Fu Mingchi felt extremely guilty, realizing that he had kept her in the room for so long last night, causing her to contract the disease.

Looking at Ye Wanshu, he said with a face full of remorse, "Wan'er, bear with it. I will have people set up camp immediately and send Imperial Physician Qian to treat you."

Seeing that he was about to get out of the carriage, Ye Wanshu quickly grabbed him and pretended to be sickly, advising, "Fu Mingchi, don't delay the journey. We are in a hurry to get back to prepare for the wedding."

After saying that, she pulled him to sit down next to her and said seriously, "I feel much better with you by my side. Don't cause any more trouble for everyone. Our marriage must not be delayed, so we must go back as soon as possible."

Fu Mingchi felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this, knowing that she was in such a hurry to marry him because she was worried about the Gu brothers.

Upon reflection, he realized that he was merely a tool in her hand, so why should he care whether she regarded him as her husband or as a courtesan?

Thinking of his previous promise to her, to pave the way for her and let her do whatever she wanted, Fu Mingchi looked at her with heartache: "Wan'er, I'll listen to you. If you don't want to see the imperial physician, then I will accompany you every step of the way. Let's get back to Yuzhou as soon as possible."

Ye Wanshu nodded with relief, but Zhao Yingying, who had rushed over, heard her cousin's words and immediately said unhappily, "Cousin, if she is sick, she should ask Imperial Physician Qian to treat her. This is clearly a lie to you. She is not sick at all."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Fu Mingchi scolded, "Get back to the carriage now."

Zhao Yingying's face turned pale with anger.

This little bitch is full of holes; anyone with eyes can see she's faking illness, but my cousin is blindly believing her.

Everything I do is wrong in my cousin's eyes, but this bitch can still fool him completely by faking illness.

Why? What is it about her that I lack?
Zhao Yingying stood frozen in place, indignant and resentful.

Mu Qingqing felt a headache coming on and quickly got off the carriage, pushing Zhao Yingying forward: "Cousin, don't upset my cousin anymore, we need to get going."

Just as Mu Qingqing was about to board Zhao Yingying's carriage, Tao Anran was a little worried. She quickly jumped off her horse and said loudly, "Miss Mu, I will accompany you to comfort Miss Zhao."

Mu Qingqing smiled calmly: "Young Master Tao, don't worry, I can comfort my cousin."

Having said that, his eyes darkened, and he pushed Zhao Yingying directly into the carriage.

Zhao Yingying was so angry that her face turned ashen. She looked at Mu Qingqing who had followed her in and raised her hand to slap her, but this time Mu Qingqing grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Even now, cousin, you still don't understand?" Mu Qingqing said in a deep voice, "Your cousin doesn't care about you. Even if you hanged yourself in front of him, he would just treat it as a show."

Zhao Yingying was filled with resentment and wouldn't listen to her advice. What surprised her even more was that even that fool from the Mu family dared to oppose her now.

This is simply unreasonable.

Zhao Yingying struggled to break free and continue to teach her a lesson, but Mu Qingqing gave her no chance at all, shoving her hard into the carriage, and then calmly sitting down next to her.

The carriage shook violently, instantly startling Yan Jin. He hurriedly lifted the curtain to check on them: "My two cousins, are you alright?" Mu Qingqing smiled and shook her head innocently: "I'm fine. My cousin slipped and fell. General Yan, please let everyone continue on their way. Don't delay the journey."

Yan Jin hesitated for a moment before nodding, then lowered the carriage curtain and ordered the army to continue their journey.

Mu Qingqing slowly and unreservedly took out a packet of candied fruit from her bosom, elegantly picked one up and put it in her mouth, chewing slowly. When she inadvertently glanced at the pair of resentful eyes next to her, she handed the candied fruit over and said with a cold smile, "Cousin, would you like to try some? It's very sweet."

Zhao Yingying was startled by her unusual smile and quickly sat up, shuffling her bottom to the side.

Mu Qingqing ignored her and ate her candied fruit. Thinking of Wan-jie's methods of manipulating men, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

Inside the carriage behind, Fu Mingchi had already taken off his outer robe and draped it over Ye Wanshu, carefully protecting her. Seeing her lying obediently on his lap, his chaotic emotions from the previous night finally calmed down completely.

"Fu Mingchi, are you angry because of what happened last night?"

Ye Wanshu roughly guessed that his condition just now was related to last night, but she couldn't figure out exactly what went wrong.

Having experienced the hardships of her previous life, she would not cowardly run away from marriage, but she had different insights into this new marriage.

She can't control a person's heart, but there's one thing she understands perfectly: if you want harmony between husband and wife, more communication is always the right thing to do.

In her previous life, she realized that there was a lack of effective communication between her and Gu Tingchen.

Fu Mingchi was reluctant to bring up the events of last night, but since she asked, he didn't want to hide it from her.

"Wan'er, have you ever truly loved me?" Fu Mingchi asked, unable to hide his grievance. "Actually, I still mind being treated like a courtesan."

Ye Wanshu chuckled; so that was the crux of the problem.

She suddenly remembered the time she flirted with him at the temple.

At that time, both of them were wary of each other. He tricked her into going to the temple, and she retaliated by giving him the title of "Queen of Courtesans." Little did she know that he would hold a grudge against her to this day.

"So Your Highness is also so sentimental." Ye Wanshu gently held his large hand. "Your Highness is a chosen one of heaven. Who in the world wouldn't like you? It's just that I used to stay in the backyard of my mansion all day long, and I was blinded by others. I didn't know Your Highness's true nature. If I had known Your Highness earlier, I would have locked you up in Peach Blossom Grove. I would never have let any woman in the world have you. I wouldn't even want outsiders to take a second look at you."

Fu Mingchi was delighted to hear this. He slowly leaned down and whispered in her ear, "It's not too late. If you're going to keep a mistress in a golden house, you have to keep the best one. I'm sure she's better than that top scholar."

"So Your Highness is not only sentimental, but also prone to jealousy," Ye Wanshu said, biting the tip of his high nose. "But didn't Your Highness refuse to be the most beautiful courtesan?"

Fu Mingchi choked. He had been unaware of her feelings before, so he naturally felt a bit disgusted by the title "Queen of Flowers." But now that he knew she wanted to lock him up in Peach Blossom Valley and cherished him so much, he was no longer angry and secretly delighted.

Afraid that she would notice his smugness, Fu Mingchi deliberately glanced at her, noticing her strong voice, and then raised an eyebrow: "Wan'er, are you really sick?"

"I would not dare to deceive Your Highness; I am indeed ill."

Ye Wanshu smiled and gently moved his hand to her heart: "However, Your Highness has already healed me."