Make Me a Concubine? Eight Thousand Imperial Guards Escort Me Back to the Palace

Bound by an imperial decree of marriage, Xie Zhaoyan arrived in the capital bearing immense wealth to fulfill her betrothal to the Marquis of Zhenbei. Yet on the day of her wedding, she was blocked right outside the gates of the Marquisate. The Marquis’s household had arrayed themselves in full force, attempting to intimidate her from the start. “You are merely a merchant’s daughter, entirely unfit to be the principal wife of this house. If you know what is good for you and voluntarily accept the status of a concubine, Old Madame might reluctantly grant you the rank of noble concubine, considering the Xie family’s generous dowry.” Fresh from the battlefield, the Marquis of Zhenbei looked at her with cold indifference. “The disparity in our status is far too vast. Granting you the position of a noble concubine is already doing you a favor, so do not fail to appreciate it. A’ying is my savior whom I brought back from the border—she alone is worthy to be my primary wife.” Old Madame glared down at her imperiously. “Your dowry will henceforth be managed by the Marquisate. Given your humble origins, your immediate priority is to master the proper etiquette of the capital so as not to embarrass our house.” Xie Zhaoyan let out a cold sneer. A concubine? How laughable. It seemed the autumn winds were blowing cold—time for the entire Marquisate to be executed. “A’mei, settle Old Madame He’s account. Over the past three years, she has taken rare tonics on credit from the Xie family apothecary amounting to nine thousand three hundred taels of silver. Collect the full amount today.” “A’lan, bring out the ledger for the hundred and ten thousand taels of silver the Marquis borrowed from the Xie family three years ago, and demand immediate repayment.” “A’zhu, present the evidence proving that A’ying, whom the Marquis brought back to the capital, is an enemy spy. Let the Marquis explain himself to all the gathered guests.” “A’ju, deliver my personal letter to the imperial palace. Request His Majesty to issue a decree annulling my betrothal to the Marquis of Zhenbei, and send the Imperial Guard to escort me back to the palace.” As her voice fell, an absolute silence descended upon the crowd. The Marquis and his mother turned deathly pale, trembling like leaves in the wind. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Make Me a Concubine? Eight Thousand Imperial Guards Escort Me Back to the Palace — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠