[BL] MY SASSY CONSORT

Chapter 01

         The morning was very bright. On a low branch of a tree lied a slender lean figure. The golden rays of morning sun stole through the canopy of the tree and felled onto his extremely young and handsome face. His beautiful closed eyes looked free of troubles.

His lashes were long and dark, brows were dense and long, hair was sleek and silky. But his lips were pale pink and supple. He looked no more than seventeen. He was biting the corner of a long leaf in a thoroughly relaxed manner. Both his hands were resting beneath his head. One of his slender long legs were freely hanging down the branch.

This person was Meng Xiyu, the sixteen years old youngest ger son of the Prime Minister of Jing, also one of the most handsome young masters among the wealthiest families of the Capital.

Suddenly a guard dressed in black came running through the trees and looked above the shady branches.

"Master! Someone wants Third Miss married again!"

Meng Xiyu paused in his track for few seconds and his freely wagging leg froze. Then he suddenly leapt down the tree and looked at Sheng Yi, his personal attendant and bodyguard.

"You sure you didn't hear wrongly?" He asked doubtfully.

"No, master! I happened to overhear Third Miss and Big Master quarrel inside the Study!"

"Overheard or eavesdropped?"

"Yeah, a bit. Just a bit." Sheng Yi convicted his crime awkwardly.

"Which ancestor dares to propose my third sister again? Is he tired of living?"

"But master, it'll be a hard this time!" Sheng Yi said mournfully.

However for this remark, Meng Xiyu smirked dismissively. It was full of mischief. "How many nutters have I turned down for the sake of my sister until now? It's hundred and seventy four!" He said airily.

Shen Yi smiled drily. "But Master, the hundred and seventy fifth is His Majesty the Emperor!!!"

The young lad's eye lashes trembled slightly. Confuse flashed across his face. "Doesn't His Majesty dislike women?"

"Master! You've forgotten again! Third Miss was bethrothed to His Majesty the day she turned fifteen!!!" Sheng Yi reminded in a furious voice.

Xiyu raised his brows. "Then why are the former hundred and seventy four proposers still alive?"

"The bethrothal was kept secret." Sheng Yi said. "So no one knew about it.  It's no wonder Third Miss had so many proposers before. But this time Third Miss is really going to be helpless..."

Meng Xiyu facepalmed, looking serious. Ok. Things were drawing even complex. He was highly protective of that third senior sister of his. Few minutes later, two pairs of curious eyes peeked through two prepared holes in the paper screen of the window in the study.

Slight shouts of a hot argument reached their ears immediately.

Meng Zhanruo looked at her father with pleading eyes full of tears. "Father, please, I'm begging you. I... I can't marry-"

"You have to! Ruo Ruo, father cannot really do anything about this. Why don't you understand? This marriage was settled by your grandfather and the late Emperor!"

"Dad! His Majesty doesn't seem to like anyone! Just look at the rumours! I'm scared! Please dad... Mother! Please speak some sense to father!"

Madam Su looked lost. Her face looked weary than anyone. She looked at her husband pleadingly. "Husband, is there really no way..."

The old Prime Minister glared at his wife. "What are you saying, wife?"

Meng Zhanruo didn't seem to give up either. "Please father, there must definitely be a way! I can't marry His Majesty!"