3881: Enjoying power

Enjoying power

When Yun bixue saw this, she was in a daze. Her heart throbbed and trembled.2

The words that Xie Yuqing had said to Yan Shuanghua were very similar.

Back then, Xie limo had said the same thing.

Back then, she had asked Xie limo why he was so nice to her. Xie limo replied,"you're my wife. If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"

This sentence, no matter how long it had been, still moved her heart.

Sometimes, even sweet words couldn't be compared to such a simple sentence, but it could touch the deepest strings in the heart.

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Xie Yuqing knew that Yan Shuanghua had a lively personality and could not stay idle. Every time she went out, she would bring her along.

If it was an extremely important matter, he would not have brought Yan Shuanghua along.

Yan Shuanghua only knew how to act coquettishly and pester him. Take me there!"

Every time she met Yan Shuanghua's pitiful eyes, Xie Yuqing could not resist it. Helplessly, she could only bring her along.

The whole of Huainan knew that young master Xie and the future young Madam Xie were very close, almost inseparable.

Although the two of them were not officially married yet, they heard that they were engaged. It was clear that their relationship was clear.

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- In the palace-

Ever since the young lady of the he family, he chunmian, had entered the palace, she had used the he family's wealth and the manpower her father had invested in her early years to establish her own power in the palace.

Although the women in the palace were not easy to deal with, she, he chunmian, had never been a kind person.

Before anyone could do anything to her, she had already seized the opportunity and framed the other party.

She liked the feeling of being in control of everything in the palace. She liked the feeling of people kneeling down to her at the drop of a hat.

So this was the feeling of having power. Of course, she was only a concubine now. She still had to work hard to climb up, become a noble consort, and become an Empress.

She had great ambitions, so she didn't want to bow to the Imperial concubines and Empress at random.

She wanted others to bow to her.

She had a taste of power and understood why her father had sent her into the palace to give the he family power when the he family was already famous and rich.

Because power was indeed something that people desired.

Of course, in the process of he chunmian's daily struggle, she had to be like the women in the harem, guarding the harem and waiting for the cards to be flipped.

As time passed, loneliness slowly engulfed her, causing her to recall her time in Huainan.

She was actually only seventeen years old, but she had to constantly fight and be lonely. She didn't want to admit that she regretted it.

Sometimes, she would wonder what would have happened if she had been in Huainan, if her father had not said that he would send her to the palace or break off the engagement with the Xie clan.

She knew that Xie Yuqing was a person who valued relationships and was responsible. If she entered the Xie residence, Xie Yuqing would definitely treat her well.

However, she only thought about it and didn't dare to think too deeply about it. She liked power and couldn't let herself regret it. She still had to continue fighting with her heart in fear.

It was at this time that she found out that Xie Yuqing and his servant, Yan Shuanghua, were engaged and about to get married.

She had heard that Xie Yuqing was especially good to Yan Shuanghua, and she almost never left her side.

She had heard that Xie Yuqing doted on Yan Shuanghua a lot. As long as Yan Shuanghua liked it, he would buy it for her.

She heard that Xie Yuqing protected Yan Shuanghua very well and did not let her suffer the slightest bit of grievance. Even the many unfavorable rumors outside had been secretly dealt with by Xie Yuqing.

It was said that Xie Yuqing had secretly dealt with several families in Huainan for Yan Shuanghua's sake, just because the young ladies of those families wanted to hurt her.

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