My husband married a concubine? I turned around and married the cold prince.

Chapter 202 Visit in the middle of the night

After returning to her room, Huang did not rest immediately, but looked at Nanny Qiu seriously.

"Madam Qiu, I will write a letter now. Please send a pigeon to Anzhou and ask the master to prepare a generous dowry as quickly as possible."

"But, Madam, you and the young lady are both here. During this period, those vixens in the mansion will definitely not be quiet. What if the master sends something over casually?"

Aunt Qiu was very worried. Zhang Zichuan was a soft-hearted man with no sense of his own. Those concubines would definitely interfere and would not let Huang get her wish.

"Don't worry, he's not that stupid. Qingsha is going to marry King Cheng, and a concubine of high status. If he wants Qingsha to help him in the future, he will definitely not fool us with anything casually.

Besides, those vixens have children. If they are smart enough, not only will they not stop the master, but they will also persuade him to prepare things.

If one person succeeds, everyone will benefit. They will know what to do for their children."

Huang was not too worried about this matter.

What she worried most was that those things would not be delivered in time.

Zhang knew that she could not delay any longer, so she quickly walked to the side, asked Aunt Qiu to grind ink, and began to write a letter to Zhang Zichuan.

"Madam Qiu, there is no time to lose. Please send the letter as soon as possible. I hope Zhang Zichuan can understand the key to this and send Qingsha's dowry as soon as possible."

"Yes, Madam, rest assured, I know what to do."

Although Huang had his doubts, things had now come to this point.

No matter what, Zhang Qingsha will enter Chengwang Mansion in ten days, and as a mother, I absolutely cannot treat my daughter badly.

She took out a slightly old small box from her bag and opened it, revealing a thick stack of silver bills.

These banknotes were accumulated bit by bit over the years when Huang managed the affairs of the mansion for Zhang Zichuan.

The purpose was to prepare a good dowry for his daughter. If the dowry was generous, even if King Cheng looked down on his daughter, her life would not be difficult with the money.

At night, An Qingqian was reading a book in the room. Suddenly, she heard a slight sound coming from outside, as if someone was outside.

Yingyi was accompanying An Qingqian. When she heard the voice, she first glanced at An Qingqian and saw that An Qingqian had also noticed the voice.

So he immediately stood up, picked up the candlestick next to him, and walked out quietly.

An Qingqian closed the book and stood up.

Yingyi leaned against the door, listening carefully to the noise outside, holding the candlestick tightly in her hand.

Noticing that there was no sound outside, Yingyi frowned slightly and walked forward to open the door. As a result, she saw a tall figure standing in front of the door with his right hand raised, as if ready to knock on the door.

Yingyi recognized that the person in front of her was Shi Qiuwu.

Yingyi obviously did not expect that the person coming would be Shi Qiuwu. She was unable to react for a moment, and the candlestick in her hand froze in the air.

Why would he appear here so late at night? It seems that he came here secretly.

If he wants to see the lady, why should he be so secretive?

"Your servant greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Yingyi raised her voice slightly, wanting to remind An Qingqian inside.

An Qingqian followed behind Yingyi, so naturally she saw Shi Qiuwu at a glance.

Originally, she thought that anyone who could break into the General's Mansion at such a late hour must be very skilled. She was worried that Yingyi couldn't handle it alone, and Bo Yun was not there, so An Qingqian followed her out.

She also didn't expect that the person coming was Shi Qiuwu.

An Qingqian couldn't hide her surprise. She said he was sneaky and even stood at the door ready to knock.

However, he acted uprightly and did not alarm other people in the general's mansion.

"Your Highness." An Qingqian walked forward.

"No need to be so polite." Seeing An Qingqian, Shi Qiuwu couldn't suppress a smile on his face.

An Qingqian raised her eyebrows and glanced at Yingyi, "Yingyi, go downstairs and prepare a pot of tea."

"Yes." Although Yingyi was a little reluctant, she had to leave according to An Qingqian's instructions.

In Yingyi's opinion, Shi Qiuwu was a little unruly. Coming here late at night obviously showed that he didn't respect An Qingqian very much.

How could the lady let him leave when he was in this state?

"Prince, please come in." An Qingqian turned sideways.

Shi Qiuwu took two steps forward and stared at An Qingqian's face seriously.

The candlelight in the room was bright, her little face was bright and charming, and her long black hair was only fixed with a sandalwood hairpin. Shi Qiuwu recognized that the hairpin was the one he had given to An Qingqian in the name of praying for a blessing.

"I thought you were resting, so I was about to leave, but through the shadow by the window, I saw that you seemed to be reading a book, so I came in."

Shi Qiuwu explained.

"Well, I haven't rested yet." An Qingqian felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

"I came here today because I have something to tell you."

Seeing that An Qingqian was a little embarrassed, Shi Qiuwu knew that he should be thicker-skinned, otherwise he would not be able to find a wife.

So he reached out and grabbed An Qingqian's hand and held it tightly.

"Huh?" Surprise flashed in An Qingqian's eyes. That's what he said, so why are they holding hands?

"What's wrong?" Shi Qiuwu pretended to be ignorant and looked at An Qingqian in confusion.

"No, nothing." Looking into Shi Qiuwu's eyes, An Qingqian couldn't say anything and just shook her head gently.

Seeing this, Shi Qiuwu turned his head and smiled silently.

Sure enough, as long as he was thicker-skinned, An Qingqian would not reject her. What Tianshu said made sense, and he had to reward him well when he returned.

Shi Qiuwu pulled An Qingqian to the table and sat down, but still did not let go of An Qingqian's hand.

Instead, he stroked her fingers carefully. Her fingers were long, white, soft like cotton and smooth like silk.

Shi Qiuwu couldn't let go of it and played with it, his eyes falling on An Qingqian's face.

Because of his actions, An Qingqian's obsidian eyes widened slightly, full of disbelief, her nose was straight, her cheeks were a little pink, and her red lips were slightly open.

Shi Qiuwu's gaze slid from her eyes to her red lips, and he inevitably thought of what happened that night.

Shi Qiuwu's Adam's apple moved and the movement of his hands stopped for a moment.

The next moment, he reached out and held An Qingqian in his arms, resting his chin on the top of An Qingqian's head.

Use a hug to ease your longing.

"Qianqian, you haven't thought about it yet?" The man's voice was a little hoarse.

It was not until this moment, when An Qingqian was in his arms, that he felt at ease and stable, and the impatience of the past few days was also soothed by her.

He was so anxious that he wouldn't be able to sleep well until An Qingqian gave him an answer.