Wei Yao frowned at him, the faint scent of bamboo mixed with the aroma of wine from his body filled her nostrils. At this moment, she felt incredibly conflicted and aggrieved, he actually said he was disappointed!
Seeing Wei Yao's eyes gradually turning red, Qi Jingyi finally sighed, "No one will make you a concubine."
Wei Yao's tears suddenly fell.
"Silly girl." Qi Jingyi reached out and pulled her into his arms, "If I really wanted to take a concubine, I wouldn't choose you."
Wei Yao struggled to get away.
"Don't move." Qi Jingyi held her even tighter, "Otherwise, you bear the consequences."
Wei Yao indeed didn't dare to move, she could only lean on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, inexplicably feeling reassured, but her reason still held, "Do you mean you want me as your wife, or as an outside lover?"
