Chapter 260: Chapter 260

Pei Ji’an intended to keep the news under wraps, at least until Qu Fulan fully recovered.

However, there were many monks in the temple, and since it was rare to see a marriage happening there, the monks, big and small, secretly discussed it as if gossiping. Don’t think monks wouldn’t be chatterboxes.

The Heir Pei could at best manage his own people’s mouths, but could not control the mouths of the entire temple’s monks.

Moreover, the yard where Qu Fulan stayed could not be accessed by idle people; only the monks responsible for cleaning could enter, and they cleaned in shifts daily.

This is what it means for a hundred plans to have one flaw.

Qu Fulan learned from the words of a young monk that she was married. Immediately, she felt as if her legs and feet were filled with lead, unable to move an inch.

"Princely Heir, lady?"

Saying these words, Qu Fulan’s voice trembled a bit.

Before she fell unconscious, she was at Xiao Mansion, and when she woke up, Heir Pei’s gaze toward her was evasive.

A matter that could make the Heir Pei feel guilty and evasive must be something he couldn’t prevent, like her becoming Xiao Shiqing’s wife?

Was the plot realigned by Xiao Shiqing? Because she didn’t cooperate with the plot earlier, now the plot changed drastically, making her Xiao Shiqing’s wife, just like the original protagonist, spending the rest of her life at Xiao Mansion?

This thought made Qu Fulan’s heart feel as if it had plunged into an ice cellar.

Then, tears uncontrollably started streaming down.

The young monk was frightened and helpless, "Young lady, don’t cry. If you want to stay in the courtyard, you can. I won’t say anything, alright?"

Qu Fulan could no longer hear the young monk’s voice.

She had accepted even such an incredulous thing as crossing time; other big and small unbelievable things she had also experienced, thinking she had a good mental fortitude.

But at this moment, her tears were uncontrollable, pouring down incessantly.

She felt that if she had done something wrong, wanting to punish her, fate shouldn’t use this method.

This was pushing a person to a dead end.

Qu Fulan didn’t know how she dried her tears or how she persuaded the young monk to take her to find Xiao Shiqing.

Xiao Shiqing, upon seeing Li Jirou appear, first felt joy, but then noticed her expression was so blank it was frightening. He walked to her and nervously called her name, "Jirou? Jirou? You..."

Qu Fulan stared at Xiao Shiqing without blinking, causing Xiao Shiqing to feel suffocated, as if his heart was gripped tight, painfully alarming him.

Xiao Shiqing knew he had done wrong; if he hadn’t been so obstinate, things wouldn’t have turned out this way. He was filled with immense regret, and since she had awakened, he had wanted to explain and apologize, even if she wouldn’t accept it, willing to let her punish him any way she deemed fit.

Now, as she stood in front of him, he opened his mouth but could only call her name, "Jirou..."

A loud slap echoed in the air.

Qu Fulan raised her hand and fiercely, unexpectedly slapped Xiao Shiqing on the face.

Xiao Shiqing’s face turned to the side from her slap, showing the force she used. Even though she hadn’t fully recovered and her strength wasn’t sufficient, as long as the hatred in her heart was intense, her strength could be unprecedented.

Qu Fulan had never hated someone as much as she did now, wishing him to be torn apart, unable to even look at him without wanting to vomit.

Xiao Shiqing’s guards saw him being slapped and immediately wanted to come forward, but Xiao Shiqing raised his hand to stop them. The incident happened suddenly, and he was momentarily stiff. Now, coming to his senses, he didn’t mind the slap.

If hitting him could make her feel a bit better, he didn’t mind.

"Getting you into this situation is my fault, it was I who..."

Another slap, Qu Fulan once again fiercely struck his face, the force no different from the first time, causing her entire hand to go numb.

Xiao Shiqing’s mouth seeped with blood, and he didn’t even wipe it, continuing, "I shouldn’t have sought out the Daoist to exorcise evil from you without your consent..."

"Causing you to fall into a deep coma, almost losing your soul..."

Qu Fulan didn’t say a word, just kept slapping him. He uttered a sentence, and she slapped once, each slap filled with the utmost force she could muster.

Xiao Shiqing was hit so hard that one side of his face started to swell, the blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth. He indifferently wiped it off and continued, "Fixing you a marriage while unconscious..."

Qu Fulan gritted her teeth, her entire body trembling, still wordlessly, relentlessly, ferociously giving consecutive slaps. The rıghtful source is NoveI(F)ire.net

The onlookers were stunned by what they saw.

This was not a private yard but a practice ground, so there were quite a few people coming and going. With such an event occurring, the news spread quickly, and many came to watch the drama unfold.

Pei Ji’an, while bringing porridge to Qu Fulan, overheard others talking.

"I heard Heir Xiao got slapped, and it was by a lady patron. Hurry, go see!"

At that moment, Pei Ji’an didn’t realize who the lady patron everyone was referring to. When he reached Qu Fulan’s room and found no one there, he realized and hurried outside.

He accidentally bumped into the young monk cleaning, who was previously helpless with the young lady’s tears and then persuaded to lead her to Heir Xiao, only to return to his cleaning.

Seeing Heir Pei rushing, the monk immediately sensed something, saying, "Are you looking for the young lady, Heir?"

Pei Ji’an paused, "You know where she is now?"

The young monk nodded, "Earlier when I called her young lady, she cried, then asked me to lead her to Heir Xiao. She’s now in the western public spot."

"You said she cried?" Pei Ji’an swallowed nervously.

"Very sorrowfully, despairingly, not knowing what happened."

Pei Ji’an couldn’t listen anymore and rushed towards the west side.

When Pei Ji’an arrived, he saw Qu Fulan silently giving Xiao Shiqing slap after slap, the latter motionless.

To others, this might seem like a joke, but to Pei Ji’an, those slaps felt as if they landed on him.

She knew everything and that’s why she was so angry.

Qu Fulan slapped until she was entirely out of strength, her whole arm numb, unable to lift anymore. Coupled with her unhealed body, she could only watch as darkness filled her vision before collapsing, her voice hoarse as she said, "Xiao Shiqing, you’re a despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

Perhaps out of burning anger, Qu Fulan fell into a coma once again for a day.

This time, Pei Ji’an stayed by her side from morning till night, not moving an inch.

Someone entered the room to report, "Heir, you might need to find time to return to Pei Mansion and inform the elderly madam and grand madam that the wedding needs to be prepared ahead. Considering your noble status, the wedding will surely be grand. Many aspects need to be prepared in advance, what do you think..."

Pei Ji’an weakly waved his hand, an inexplicable weariness overtaking him, "No need, everything should be kept simple. I will inform the elderly madam and the grand madam myself."

This isn’t a wedding she expected; the grander it is, the more painful it becomes.

Qu Fulan woke up from her coma, overhearing such a conversation.