The clingy concubine ran away, and the sickly prince lost control.

Startled, Hui'er hardened her heart and decided she didn't want to get married.

If she insisted any further, the sword would probably pierce her neck: "Alright! Getting better is the most important thing."

The old lady had no choice but to agree, then turned to Luo Qingyan and said, "Qingyan, you get along well with Hui'er. She doesn't have any friends in the capital, so you should spend more time with her."

Luo Qingyan nodded: "Madam, the shop delivers meals to Miss Cui every day, and sometimes I deliver them myself."

"Why did she ask you to bring her food?" the old lady asked.

Luo Qingyan glanced at Pei Shiyuan, no longer wanting to hide it from the old lady: "Miss Cui doesn't want to see the young master, fearing misunderstandings."

The old lady bowed her head and nodded: "Hui'er, you have determination and ambition."

After bidding farewell to the old lady, Pei Shiyuan returned to Kangning Pavilion and immediately questioned Luo Qingyan:

"Why are you staying with the old lady?"

Luo Qingyan took a breath: "I just want to have a meal with the old lady."

Pei Shiyuan got angry.

"From now on, if I tell you to leave, you should leave," Pei Shiyuan said coldly, rolling his wheelchair to the study in Kangning Pavilion.

Luo Qingyan thought of making something to eat for Pei Shiyuan to calm him down, but Pei Shiyuan turned back again, his tone still icy: "Before I get married, you must fulfill your duties as a concubine and not think about anything else."

After saying that, Pei Shiyuan turned and left.

Luo Qingyan stayed with her mother today instead of going with him, which clearly shows that she values ​​her mother more than him, and also gives her mother the opportunity to match him with Cui Hui.

That fool! Any other woman, even if she couldn't have children, would still cling to him.

It's ridiculous that he turned to his mother so quickly. Does he think she's unreliable?

"Yuan Qing."

Pei Shiyuan summoned Yuan Qing and gave him a series of instructions. Yuan Qing then turned and left.

He wanted to prove how unreliable it was.

Luo Qingyan stood there forlornly. Pei Shiyuan was indeed a good husband candidate. After spending so much time together, it would be a lie to say she had no feelings for him. And it was true that Pei Shiyuan treated her well.

She wanted to stay where she was and not go any further. Entering the inner quarters meant no children, and she would have to deal with many women in the future, which was not what she wanted.

Half an hour later, Luo Qingyan prepared some snacks and served them to Pei Shiyuan.

"I have no appetite. Make some plum and almond cake. I don't want to eat this."

"Yes, Your Highness." Luo Qingyan pretended to be nonchalant, but there was a sense of sadness in the air.

After Luo Qingyan finished making the plum and almond cake, Pei Shiyuan ate it and said, "Come out with me."

"Yes, Your Highness." Pei Shiyuan's face was cold and stern. Luo Qingyan blinked, not daring to ask where they were going.

Pei Shiyuan remained quiet throughout the journey in the carriage.

As evening approached, the autumn breeze grew cool.

As soon as Luo Qingyan dismounted and stood still, she felt a layer of warmth covering her body.

Pei Shiyuan took off his cloak and gave it to her.

"Your Highness, this is inappropriate." Luo Qingyan tried to take off her cloak, but Pei Shiyuan stopped her.

"Clothing".

Like a command.

Luo Qingyan pursed her lips and said, "Fine, I'll wear it."

Pei Shiyuan, who appears as cold and hard as cast iron, is acting like a madman today, completely out of control. All he did was let him meet with Cui Hui alone, yet he seems to have suffered a great internal injury and is mentally unstable.

Wearing his cloak and parading around town, what will people think of you?

If you marry a legal wife later, people who know about it will definitely mind, and it will also make enemies for her.

Fortunately, she was determined to stay in Kangning Pavilion, so even if Pei Shiyuan's legal wife became jealous, she wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

Besides Fanlou Street, Shizi Street was the most bustling street in Beijing.

Luo Qingyan had never been to Shizijie before, but she vaguely remembered seeing the name "Shizijie" somewhere. She frowned and thought for a moment, then remembered that when Pei Shiyuan rented Kangning Pavilion for her, he also gave her two shops, which were located on Shizijie.

The two walked for a while.

"These two shops are almost finished being decorated. What would you like to do with them? Or you can rent them out."

The two shops had been under renovation for a while. He had intended to tell Luo Qingyan when they were finished, but Luo Qingyan had really angered him today. It turned out that in her heart he was so unreliable.

"Your Highness, I cannot accept it. I told you that back then." Luo Qingyan remembered that she wanted to return the shop deed to Pei Shiyuan, but Pei Shiyuan refused. She thought she would return it at a more suitable time, but she never had the chance and it was delayed.

"It's true that you're filial to your mother, but there's no need for that..." Pei Shiyuan suddenly stopped speaking and rolled his wheelchair into the shop.

"But there's no need to ignore the Crown Prince," Yuan Qing added, following Pei Shiyuan.

"Too talkative," came Pei Shiyuan's voice from inside.

These two shops are registered in Luo Qingyan's name; they are truly her property.

Luo Qingyan couldn't help but choke up. Managing Kangning Pavilion was like helping the Duke's mansion manage its businesses, and the profits were considerable, so she was already very satisfied.

Although she was not a slave and could own private property, she had lived a humble life in her previous life and did not even have a dowry. She never imagined that she would own a shop as a fixed asset.

"Aunt Luo," Yuan Qing called out to Luo Qingyan, who was standing outside.

"Here you are." Luo Qingyan hurried inside, only to see Pei Shiyuan turn to the back, open a door, and reveal a courtyard with a pond.

The seven-colored chrysanthemums are in full bloom in autumn.

"Your Highness, I can't accept such a valuable shop. I'm already very satisfied with running Kangning Pavilion." Luo Qingyan forced a smile, but she couldn't quite manage it; tears welled up in her eyes.

No one had ever been this kind to her.

"Am I unreliable?" Pei Shiyuan asked coldly, staring straight ahead.

"Reliable, the young master is the most reliable person in the world." Luo Qingyan quickly replied. She had only refused him once, and it was when she was having dinner with the old lady, not someone else.

Pei Shiyuan acted like he had gone mad.

Do women who know how to play hard to get get men's money this way?

Pei Shiyuan's hostile aura immediately dissipated; he was relieved to know that Pei Shiyuan was reliable.

"The physician from the Jiang family will be back soon; he will examine you again."

The physician from the Jiang family was actually brought back by Pei Shiyuan on horseback. Ever since Luo Qingyan was given a drug that would prevent her from having children by Madam Sun, he had thought that the physician from the Jiang family might have a solution.

Although Jing Bufan asserted that there was no cure, he still wanted to fight for a glimmer of hope.

The scene of Luo Qingyan rushing into the sea of ​​fire at Nanshan Yayuan to find Jing Bufan for him was still vivid in her mind.

Now that Luo Qingyan's body is injured, he cannot sit idly by.

The physician from the Jiang family was over forty years old and had never married or had children because he was infertile and had been researching various methods to treat it.

Perhaps he has a way.

"Your Highness, Qinghe is a thousand miles away from the capital. You have long ago..." Luo Qingyan could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face. It turned out that Pei Shiyuan had already sent someone to find the physician of the Jiang family.

"Is it reliable?" Pei Shiyuan asked again.

Luo Qingyan laughed and cried at the same time, covering her face with her handkerchief: "Of course the young master is reliable, don't make fun of me."

It was already late when we left the shop.

Yuan Qing drove his car and stopped in front of Wanfulou.

"We'll have dinner here tonight." Pei Shiyuan looked at Luo Qingyan's touched expression all the way, and his eyes revealed an undisguised joy.

Last time, Luo Qingyan had to pack up Wanfulou's dishes to rush back to Kangning Pavilion, but she doesn't need to today.

Luo Qingyan stepped into Wanfu Restaurant and immediately spotted a familiar face.