My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 779: If I don’t agree, will you not marry?

Chapter 779: If I don’t agree, will you not marry?

“I just wanted to persuade Feilan first and then talk to Jianli about this matter later. It seems that I was too naive,” Qin Feng sighed while sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Even Feilan reacted like this, I wonder what kind of reaction Jianli will have,” he thought to himself.

Just as he was contemplating, the door was pushed open, and a figure in white entered.

Qin Feng looked closely and saw Liu Jianli with an expressionless face, gazing at him calmly.

The situation seemed off, and Qin Feng swallowed nervously.

When he saw Cang Feilan and Lan Ningshuang following behind, he instantly guessed the reason – Feilan must have told Jianli about the previous incident!

Indeed, as Qin Feng had expected, Cang Feilan furrowed her brows and spoke in a cold tone, “Husband, tell us again about your friend’s matter.”

After about an incense stick’s worth of time, Qin Feng confessed everything, sitting upright, carefully observing the reactions of his two wives.

Cang Feilan gritted her teeth. “So, just as Ningshuang told me, there are simply no so-called friends. That person is you yourself?”

“Why did the Emperor issue a decree to marry you? Doesn’t he know that you already have Miss and Miss Feilan?” Lan Ningshuang asked curiously, her tone displeased. She hadn’t had her turn yet, so why was there suddenly a princess coming out of nowhere?

‘Because I strongly requested it,’ Qin Feng naturally could only keep this to himself. “Maybe the Emperor sees me as too outstanding and wants to help the royal family continue its bloodline?”

Crack!

Bang!

The floor in the room shattered under the pressure of the two wives’ aura.

Qin Feng hurriedly corrected himself, “I was just joking.”

Cang Feilan sneered.

Liu Jianli asked calmly, “Which family princess is she from?”

As the daughter of the Liu Family, even if she didn’t pay attention to these royal matters, she still knew some.

Qin Feng hesitated to speak.

“Speak up!” Cang Feilan commanded sharply.

Qin Feng immediately replied, “It’s not a princess, it’s the royal princess!”

Upon hearing this, both Liu Jianli and Lan Ningshuang’s expressions changed.

Cang Feilan said coldly, “That dog Emperor indeed had his eyes on you, he actually wanted to force his own daughter onto you! Huh? Sister Jianli, why do you both have such expressions?”

As a member of the Dragon Clan, she naturally didn’t care much about the identities of human princesses. She just thought it was one of the Emperor’s daughters.

Lan Ningshuang’s expression was complicated as she said, “Emperor Ming has a total of three daughters. Besides the eldest princess, the other two, one is still a child, and the other is in infancy.”

“So, the decree for marriage is for the eldest princess?” Cang Feilan asked.

“The eldest princess is Anya,” Liu Jianli added softly.

Upon hearing this, Cang Feilan’s eyes widened, and she stood up abruptly from her seat.

She opened her mouth to speak, unsure of what to say. After a moment, she turned to Qin Feng fiercely. “You knew about this already?!”

“Wife, I swear! I only found out when Eunuch Li came to fetch me, saying that His Majesty wanted to see me,” Qin Feng explained hastily.

The three of them looked at each other with complicated expressions.

If it were any other princess they didn’t know, they wouldn’t give a warm reception. But Anya was practically an old friend.

During this period of time, she had been helping the Qin Residence tirelessly, even addressing them as sisters. They didn’t know how to handle the situation.

“Does Anya know about this?” Liu Jianli asked, raising her head.

Recalling his recent encounter with Anya, Qin Feng shook his head. “She probably doesn’t know.”

If she did, he doubted she would have remained so calm and composed.

“In that case, the Emperor is forcing this marriage,” Cang Feilan pondered for a moment, then said seriously, “Sister Jianli, let’s go to the palace together. Before the decree is issued, we’ll ask the Emperor to retract this marriage. What do you think?”

If it were any other woman saying this, it would have been pure bluff. But if it was Cang Feilan… Qin Feng’s lips twitched slightly. He could already imagine the scene where Cang Feilan gave the order, and the entire Dragon Clan swarmed out to force Emperor Ming to withdraw the marriage proposal.

Thinking of that, he couldn’t help but shiver. “Absolutely not!”

As soon as these words came out, three pairs of eyes shot towards him, sending chills down his spine.

Qin Feng swallowed hard and began to reason with them, appealing to their emotions. “Don’t misunderstand me. This marriage was Emperor Ming’s mistake, and I didn’t agree with it from the beginning! Actually, when I heard about this in the imperial study room, I could have refused, but I didn’t speak up. Why do you think that is?”

None of the three responded, but their expressions said it all.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Qin Feng answered his own question. “Throughout history, whether it’s a man or a woman, being rejected in marriage is a blow to one’s self-esteem.”

“If others find out, they will become a laughingstock, and they won’t be able to hold their heads up in front of everyone.”

“I once heard someone say that a woman looked down on her fiance from childhood because of her background and cultivation. She brought her elders to break off the engagement, which resulted in the two originally harmonious families becoming enemies. That rejected man…”

Qin Feng didn’t finish the rest of the sentence, just sighed and shook his head.

Because what followed was the man’s vow to reverse his fortunes, which didn’t fit the current situation.

Qin Feng continued, “We’ve known Anya for a long time. Can you bear to see her go through such an experience?”

With that, he fell silent.

Women were emotional creatures, and what followed would be their own process of self-immolation.

And what Qin Feng had to do was to wait patiently and occasionally sigh heavily to accelerate the process.

Half of the candles in the room burned out, dimming the light. The first person to self-immolate appeared – Lan Ningshuang hesitated, “Miss, I really think it’s inappropriate.”

Cang Feilan heard her but didn’t say anything. Instead, she looked at Liu Jianli, waiting for her response.

Liu Jianli pondered for a moment, then turned her head to look at Qin Feng, and asked calmly, “Husband, do you like her?”

Qin Feng’s mind suddenly flashed back to the night before he went to challenge and marry Cang Feilan. At that time, Jianli had asked the same question.

Both Cang Feilan and Lan Ningshuang looked at him expectantly.

Qin Feng took a deep breath and nodded.

“I understand,” Liu Jianli asked softly, “When will the decree be issued?”

“The Emperor did not inform me directly, but I assume it will be in the next few days. Wife, does this mean you agree?” Qin Feng asked, uncertain.

“If you like her and there’s a decree for marriage, what else can you do if you don’t agree? Just like with Feilan before, if I didn’t agree, you wouldn’t have married her,” Liu Jianli replied with a firm tone.

At this, Qin Feng glanced instinctively at Feilan, who casually averted her gaze.

“What if I say I don’t like her?” Qin Feng asked curiously.

“Then we’ll have to go see Emperor Ming,” Liu Jianli replied without hesitation.

Wow.