Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 222.1

Chapter 222.1 - Choosing who to marry

Sneakily pinching consort Mei's small face, the emperor's mood improved.

He coughed, sat up straight and then looked to the hall, “This is the first time that this emperor has met with this. The Night Prince and the third prince both choosing the Lou family's daughter. Originally, this should be a matter decided by the parents but this emperor understands these two children truly do want to marry Qingwu. So, I'd like to ask Qingwu to choose, so I can make a happy couple, this will be an example of this emperor's boundless beneficence.”

The emperor's words fell and everyone looked strange, but they didn't dare to rebuke the emperor.

So they all turned to look at Lou Qingwu instead.

From the moment that Feng Yege walked in, Lou Qingwu had her head lowered.

She didn't think that Feng Yege would come in at this time.

The emperor making her choose was a second heavy blow to heart.

Choice, it was something that she'd had already chosen from a long time ago.

Even though it was such a simple phrase, she still couldn't say it out loud.

Her ten fingers slowly tightened as her pointy fingernails dug into her palms.

Slender trickles of blood started to drip out as her palms slowly started to grow sticky with blood.

She kept telling herself, she just had to choose Xiahou Qing, and then it would all be over.

She'd be able to marry Xiahou Qing, then her child from the previous lifetime would be able to be born into the world again.

In her previous lifetime, that cold and lifeless small body was a pain in her heart that she had never been able to get rid of, after being reborn.

So she was clearly so close to succeeding, why was she … hesitating.

Feng Yege stood in front of her, she only had to look up to see his back.

Or she didn't even need to look up to see his dark purple prince gown.

She knew that her senior brother liked the colour white, so he was always wearing white.

But for him to wear dark purple, and to come here, holding in the pain from his unhealed injuries, to say that he wanted to marry her, did make her secretly happy.

This happiness was different to the m.u.f.fled pain from when she saw him hold that Miss Zili in his arms, at Changle Lane.

This was a happiness that meant she could be free, but it was also a happiness that chained her to him.

The words that she wanted to say, couldn't be spoken out loud.

This type of senior brother, how could she let him be heartbroken, make him upset?

So she decided to force him to hate her, be angry with her, distance himself from her.

But this was all changed from when he injured himself.

She slowly closed her eyes as she felt a small hand viciously tugging at her heart, slowly tightening.

It hurt, it really hurt.

“Qingwu?” Lou Qingwu still hadn't made a choice, making the emperor's brows furrow.

“This subject girl is here.” Lou Qingwu's voice was very hoa.r.s.e, as if her throat was rusty and it was about to bleed.

Feng Yege's tall body stiffened at the sound of her hoa.r.s.e throat.

He was betting, betting that her heart would soften just a little, so that he could know he was more important to that secret she was hiding in her heart.

He just … maybe, he'd overestimated his importance in her heart, as he listened to her behind his back.

“This subject girl … chooses the third prince.”

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