Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes at Ye Zhijun, then looked at Xiao Wangye with mock anger, acting as if she was greatly favored. Ye Qingcheng deliberately asked in an unhappy tone, "Husband, do you really intend to marry Sister Zhijun?"
"If you wish to marry, I won't mind either."
"After all, Sister Zhijun is a good girl."
Ye Qingcheng deliberately emphasized the words "good girl."
Ye Zhijun glared fiercely, hands on her hips, and ungracefully cursed at Ye Qingcheng, "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Ye Qingcheng, so what if you married Prince Xiao? You're still a substitute!"
"That's still better than you, who couldn't even get married even if you wanted to."
Then Ye Qingcheng deliberately walked up to Ye Zhijun and sniffed her, returning to Xiao Wangye's side and saying, "Husband, do you smell a sour, artificial scent?"
"Do I?"
Xiao Wangye, asked with a bewildered expression, sniffed himself. Ye Qingcheng found it amusing.
Then she said, "You don't? I can smell it!"
"You!"
The voice of the English version of King of Glory's pentakill sounded in Ye Qingcheng's mind.
Pentakill!
Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but burst into laughter as Ye Zhijun, angered, ran off. "Is that all?"
After Ye Zhijun had stormed off, Ye Qingcheng's father appeared behind her. "Little Ye, it's rare for you to come home. Why don't you stay here for a few days?"
Who would stay here for a few days?
Weren't there already two annoying sisters adding to the drama?
They were both wicked in their own ways. How dare Ye Qingcheng stay any longer?
Ye Qingcheng complained inwardly countless times. The original host's family relationships were complicated. Ye Qingcheng shook her head and said, "Father, I won't be staying. After all, I am already married, and my two sisters here are not yet married. If any incidents were to occur here, it would be bad for everyone."
Xiao Wangye seemed to understand the implication of her words and said nothing further.
After the two left the Ye residence, Ye Qingcheng nodded slightly, bid farewell to her mother, and got into the carriage with Xiao Wangye.
"You are a lady of a respectable family, how can you bring up such a shameful matter as consummating the marriage?"
As soon as Ye Qingcheng sat down, she heard Xiao Wangye say this, which infuriated her into retorting.
"What's shameful about consummating the marriage?"
"Besides, it's a disgrace for a woman not to have consummated her marriage with a man she's been married to for years."
"Speaking of consummating the marriage in front of so many people, don't you feel ashamed?" Xiao Wangye's face turned red with anger.
"What is there to be ashamed of? How do you know they think it's shameful? So, mentioning consummation is wrong? Didn't you see my concubine sister's eyes were always on you? You were supposed to marry her, okay?"
"Get out," Xiao Wangye roared.
"Fine, I'll get out. You scoundrel," Ye Qingcheng said defiantly.
Passersby saw the carriage of the Prince Regent's manor, which had just departed, stop on the street. The Consort of the Prince Regent had alighted from the carriage, and everyone speculated about discord in the marriage between the Prince Regent and his Consort.
Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but roll her eyes at Xiao Wangye, who had already driven away.
"Scoundrel, what's shameful about consummating the marriage? You idiot."
Ye Qingcheng brushed the dust off her clothes. When she got out of the carriage, Bi Xi had also been unceremoniously kicked out.
"Consort, what should we do now?" Bi Xi's face was filled with worry.
"What do you mean, what to do? Just walk back ourselves."
Ye Qingcheng, who was still fuming, had no time to pay attention to the wronged-looking Bi Xi.
"Consort~~ It's quite a long way back," Bi Xi pleaded.
So what if it's far? Ye Qingcheng hadn't never walked before.
Of course, Ye Qingcheng didn't say this aloud. Relying on the original host's memories, she slowly walked back towards the Prince Regent's manor.
The street was still quite lively, with teahouses, pawnshops, and workshops lining both sides.
There were also many small vendors selling tea drinks in the open spaces along the street. The street extended east and west. The small street was almost full of people. This dynasty had no curfew, so the nightlife was exceptionally lively.
When Ye Qingcheng reached a small alley, she could still hear the sounds from the teahouses on both sides.
Of course, such small alleys were naturally not very safe. The hooligans who frequented this place looked up at Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng was not flustered at all. Seeing that she wasn't entering, the hooligans' lewd smiles became even more pronounced.
"Little sister, why aren't you coming in?"
Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes at them, clasped her hands across her chest, and said, "Does it matter to you whether I come in or not? You're blocking my way, and you still have the nerve to ask me?"
Ye Qingcheng said impatiently. Seeing that the girl before them was so stubborn, the hooligans exchanged glances. They had been together for several years and often loitered in these small alleys. They usually knew what the other intended with just a look.
Ye Qingcheng was not afraid of these hooligans at all. On the contrary, Bi Xi was terrified. Ye Qingcheng glanced at Bi Xi, quickly pulled her behind her, and the hooligans rushed forward together. Ye Qingcheng slightly tilted her head, dodging the hooligans' attacks. The hooligans, realizing they had been underestimated, became directly enraged.
"You little brat, how dare you look down on us?"
Before he could charge forward, Ye Qingcheng took out silver from her waist and shot it towards the hooligans' weak points, directly piercing their pressure points. They gritted their teeth in pain.
Ye Qingcheng walked to Bi Xi's side and used her acupuncture skills to wake her up. It turned out that Bi Xi had fainted from fear. Only then did she lead Bi Xi through the small alley.
"Consort, you're amazing."
Bi Xi looked at her Consort in surprise.
Ye Qingcheng blushed a little when praised and said, "Of course, there are many things I'm good at."
In the Prince Regent's manor, in Xiao Wangye's room.
Xiao Wangye sat in the main chair by the window. He picked up the tea on the heated kang and drank it down. Ye Qingcheng's figure was still not visible outside. He looked at the dark guard and asked, "She hasn't returned yet?"
The dark guard shook his head. "I haven't seen the Consort's figure."
Xiao Wangye nodded, pondered for a moment, then looked at the dark guard with his dark eyes and said, "Go and replace the main gate."
"Huh? Now?"
The dark guard asked cautiously. Xiao Wangye nodded, then threw a bag of silver to the dark guard and said, "I want the main gate replaced as quickly as possible."
"Yes."
The dark guard quickly summoned a group of construction workers to replace the main gate. He gave the silver from Xiao Wangye as a reward to the construction workers who helped them replace the main gate.
"Thank you, Prince Xiao."
"Thank you, Prince Xiao."
Rarely receiving such a large order, the happy construction workers took their rewards and happily went home.
The dark guard surveyed the main gate. Without a doubt, the Prince must have made the Consort of the Prince homeless.
Ye Qingcheng finally returned to the Prince Regent's manor by memory, only to find that the main gate had been replaced.
Ye Qingcheng cursed furiously.
She pulled Bi Xi and, using all her might, climbed over the wall.