Chapter 16 Overheard Confessions
It was indeed quite inconvenient.
You two betrothed, instead of getting married properly, why did you all run here.
Zhao Yan walked toward me, the emotions in his pitch-black eyes indistinguishable.
He said.
"This Prince suddenly figured out one thing just now."
I subconsciously asked back.
"What?"
He smiled slowly.
His eyes held a somewhat suppressed madness.
"Lu Yinchuan, a useless fellow, yet he can hook shoulders with you, look at you with that kind of gaze."
"Zhang Ruhua comes from the boudoir, trained since childhood to take her husband as heaven. She is the crown consort, yet she comes to invite you to elope."
I subconsciously explained, "Your Highness must not misunderstand Miss Zhang. She did not mean that. Which woman in the world does not want to marry into the Eastern Palace?"
He sneered.
"This Prince does not care about her matters at all."
"This Prince just thinks, they all can, why can't This Prince?"
His words fell.
I suddenly had an ominous premonition.
I turned to run, but my vision had already gone black.
Then I collapsed into Zhao Yan's arms.
I was locked up by him in the Eastern Palace.
The next day, Zhao Yan and Zhang Ruhua officially got married.
I sat in the room, listening to the gongs and drums outside, somewhat regretting why I did not directly kill Zhao Yan that day.
On the wedding night, Zhao Yan came to see me.
He was wearing wedding robes, his brows and eyes like jade, handsome and elegant.
I remembered clearly that in the previous life, he wore the same red clothes.
He looked down at me from above, "Undress."
I clutched my collar, "No."
He smiled, "Then This Prince will do it personally."