"Chapter 3? What is it?"
Xia Tan'er glanced at Dong Lingjiu, straightened her sitting posture in Dong Lingjiu's arms, and looked at Dong Lingjiu with a serious face.
"Chapter 3... I can only accept two people for the rest of my life, and I can't tolerate a third person. If you dare to have other concubines or confidants, I will cut off your descendants. You You know that I can heal you and you won’t feel the slightest bit of pain when I use my knife."
Xia Tan'er raised her hand in a cutting gesture and looked at Dong Lingjiu with a threatening look.
A chill ran down Dong Lingjiu's back. Thinking of Xia Tan'er's sharpness in using the knife, she couldn't help but swallow a gulp of saliva.
"How about it? Can you accept the three-part agreement?"
"Except for the first one, everything else should be like this. It's just that I am confused about when Tan'er is going to make the relationship between me and you public."
If he couldn't make it public, couldn't announce to the world that Xia Tan'er was his to ward off Xia Tan'er's many love affairs, then half the meaning of getting married would be lost.
"When the time is right, for example, when everything is settled, or when I reach a height that no one can reach, then I will explain the relationship between you and me to the world."
Xia Tan'er doesn't like to be said to be dependent on others, and she doesn't want uninformed outsiders to call her future children bastards and other unpleasant words.
This world has always been dominated by the strong, and only by becoming strong can one have the right to speak.
"But what if another man likes you and wants to marry you?"
Xia Tan'er blinked her eyes. She originally wanted to say that such a thing was impossible. People in this dynasty, especially men, were very feudal. How could they accept a woman who was pregnant with someone else's child? But then she thought about Dong Ling Jiu.
The words that were about to blurt out were suppressed in Xia Tan'er's throat.
"...Then...Then...Then tell them that as the Nine Emperors of Dongling, you have the right and qualification not to let me get married. Anyway, I am the niece of the Lu family. It seems that even the emperor cannot threaten me. I, that’s all.”
"You are really smart."
This compliment was somewhat gritted with teeth. Dong Lingjiu couldn't think of any other way for the time being. He would always tie the person tightly to him first. He would always find an opportunity to make tricks when they meet again in the future.
"The agreement is as long as you are willing to marry me and sign the marriage contract."
Dong Lingjiu released his hands from Xia Tan'er's waist and pulled her towards the desk with a brisk pace.
He took out a red booklet from his arms and spread it on the desk. He dipped his pen in ink and signed his name in the corner of the booklet full of words.
"Tan'er, if you sign your name next to me, the marriage contract will be settled. From now on, you will be my only imperial concubine of Donglingjiu."
Xia Tan'er looked at Dongling Jiu and then at the book on the desk. She immediately stood up straight with her arms folded and examined Dongling Jiu.
Previously, she felt that Dong Lingjiu was aggrieved and coquettish, and her final promise was indeed sincere, but after seeing this marriage letter, Xia Tan'er always felt that something was wrong.
The more times like this, the less anxious you can be to sign a contract. The saying goes, things will work out if things go slowly. This is Xia Tan'er's experience gained after many years in society.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, you are well prepared. You even prepared the marriage certificate early. Could it be that Uncle Nine Emperors, you thought I would agree today, so you brought the marriage certificate with you?"
