On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

The afternoon sun was quite strong, shining through the window into the east wing and casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Luo Qingyu sat in front of the dressing table, holding an eyebrow pencil, and was carefully drawing eyebrows for her younger sister.

The bronze mirror reflected Luo Qingwan's still-childish face, exquisitely beautiful, except that her eyes were still red and tears clung to her long eyelashes.

"Don't move," Luo Qingyu whispered.

Luo Qingwan froze, not daring to move again, letting her sister's pen tip trace across her eyebrows.

"Sis...do we really have to do this?"

Luo Qingyu didn't stop what she was doing, but just let out a soft "hmm" through her nose.

"But...but I'm scared."

"Smack!" Luo Qingyu slammed her eyebrow pencil heavily on the dressing table. "Don't cry! You've ruined my makeup again!"

Luo Qingwan sobbed.

Seeing her younger sister's aggrieved look, the older sister also felt bad.

But what could she do? She was already ruined.

All three places have been defiled by Lin Yi. Even if A Jin brings him down in the future, she will never be his official wife again.

But Wan'er is different.

She is still clean and still has a chance.

As long as Wan'er can bewitch Lin Yi and buy time for A Jin, her parents, and the entire Luo family, what does sacrificing Wan'er matter?

Thinking of this, Luo Qingyu could only force herself to harden her heart, soften her tone, and pick up a handkerchief to wipe her sister's tears.

"Wan'er, don't cry. I didn't mean to be mean to you. I had no choice! The Luo family is in grave danger. As children of the Luo family, how can we not think about doing our part for the family?"

Everyone understands the principle, but when it actually happens to them, who can be fearless and act without hesitation?

Moreover, Luo Qingwan was only a fifteen-year-old girl who had just come of age.

"Sister, I...I'm really scared."

"What are you afraid of?" Luo Qingyu said softly. "Have you forgotten what your sister told you? He likes you so much that he wouldn't want to hurt you. Men are all like that; they're always extra patient with the women they like. As long as you go along with him and coax him, he'll treat you like a treasure."

"But...but I don't know how to comfort people," Luo Qingwan muttered softly.

"You can learn if you don't know how." Luo Qingyu released her, picked up the eyebrow pencil again, and began to draw her eyebrows while instructing her, "Men are actually very easy to deal with. What they like is nothing more than a woman's face and body. You are so beautiful and have such a lovely body. As long as you smile at him and say a few sweet words, he will listen to anything you say."

She paused, then continued, "Remember, from now on, forget your status. Just think of yourself as a maid in this manor. Do whatever he tells you to do. Learn whatever he likes. If he tries to touch you..."

Luo Qingwan's body trembled violently.

My brother-in-law touched me?

This won't do!

"...Don't resist either." Luo Qingyu's voice had become completely devoid of warmth, as if she'd been bitten by a dog. As long as he trusts you and can't live without you, we'll have a chance for revenge. Understand?"

Luo Qingwan bit her lower lip and nodded.

In fact, she didn't understand why revenge had to be done in this way.

Luo Qingyu smiled with satisfaction and continued what she was doing.

She gave her sister a very exquisite makeup look.

The powder concealed the weariness on her face, the thin eyeliner made her eyes look bigger and more expressive, and a touch of rosy red on her lips added a touch of charm that she hadn't shown before.

Looking at her younger sister in the bronze mirror, who was completely different from before, Luo Qingyu's eyes were somewhat complicated.

There was jealousy, there was resentment, but more than anything, there was an almost cruel expectation.

It was so cruel that she herself didn't even realize how cruel it was.

"Alright." Luo Qingyu put down the rouge box in her hand, examined her work, and smiled, "It's really beautiful. Our Wan'er is indeed the most beautiful girl in the world."

She got up, picked out a pale yellow dress from the wardrobe, and handed it to Luo Qingwan.

"Go, put on this dress; it will make your skin look even whiter."

Luo Qingwan took the clothes with trepidation and silently went behind the screen to change.

The two then went to the main hall.

In the main hall, Lin Yi was leaning back in his armchair, holding a copy of "The History of the Great Zhou Dynasty" and reading it with great interest.

These past few days, aside from morning exercises and handling some household affairs, he has spent most of his time reading.

To survive and thrive in this world that is both strange and familiar, one must quickly learn its rules and stories.

And history is undoubtedly the best teacher.

Just then, Yifei walked in.

After the girl came in, she first glanced unconsciously at Mimi standing behind Lin Yi before saying, "Your Highness, Madam and Miss Luo request an audience."

"Hmm." Lin Yi put down his book and looked towards the door. He saw Luo Qingyu leading her younger sister Luo Qingwan in one after the other.

Both sisters dressed up specially today.

Luo Qingyu wore an elegant white dress, her long hair was tied into a simple bun, and her face was without makeup, yet she looked somewhat pitiful.

Behind her, Luo Qingwan wore a pale yellow dress, her face lightly made up, looking like a delicate flower bud about to bloom, so tender it seemed like you could squeeze water out of it.

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "What are these two sisters up to? They were acting like they were going to die this morning, and now they're all dressed up so beautifully."

There's definitely something fishy going on!

really.

Luo Qingyu took a deep breath, walked to the center of the hall, stopped three steps away from Lin Yi, and then slowly bent her knees, kneeling on the floor tiles with a "plop".

"Your Highness, I know I was wrong." She lowered her head, her long black hair falling down to cover her face, making it impossible to see her expression. "I shouldn't have talked back to Your Highness, and I shouldn't have made such a scene in the mansion. I beg Your Highness to forgive me this time, considering my sincere remorse."

Lin Yi didn't speak or make any extra movements, but instead focused his gaze on Luo Qingwan behind her.

The little girl must have been terrified; her face was deathly pale, her hands were tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, and her body was trembling.

A self-inflicted injury ruse? Heh, that's interesting.

Lin Yi remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't react, Luo Qingyu felt both anxious and angry.

This beast, scum, degenerate, lecher!

I, a woman, have already knelt before you, what more do you want?

Of course, she only dared to think these words in her heart, and would never dare to say them out loud, and she still had to keep up the act.

If I can't get Wan'er to his side, then my kneeling today will have been for nothing.

"Your Highness, I know you are still angry with me." Luo Qingyu raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Lin Yi. "I did do many wrong things in the past, and I hurt Your Highness's feelings. I truly know I was wrong now, and to express my apology, I specially brought Wan'er with me."

As she spoke, she turned around and pulled Luo Qingwan, who was still in a daze.

The latter stumbled and nearly fell.

"Wan'er, quickly, quickly pay your respects to the Prince."

Luo Qingwan trembled even more violently: "This humble woman, Wan'er, greets Your Highness."

"Hehehe." Lin Yi laughed. "This morning you were threatening to kill yourself to see your sister, worried about her well-being. And now, this afternoon you're actively pushing her to my side. Luo Qingyu, you're quite something."