Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Yingxue cupped her face. âIâve been called the Ninth Princess Consort all day, so of course I know. But, Your Highness, how could you act first and inform me later? Joining the imperial familyâs genealogy should at least require my presence, right?â
Chu Yihan had arranged everything without a word. Su Yingxue thought that Chu Yihan was too domineering.
âIf you donât join the imperial familyâs genealogy, how can you be my Princess Consort and still think of leaving?â
Chu Yihan grabbed her face and pulled her into his embrace. Seeing her smiling and chatting with Ye Lingbai earlier had made him very displeased.
âYour Highness, itâs not good for a man to be too jealous.â Su Yingxue spoke helplessly, her face still pinched.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Chu Yihanâs face. Who said he was jealous?
He released Su Yingxue but still sat upright with a serious demeanor. âSu Yingxue, do you know the crime of making random guesses about this prince?â
â1 donât know. Please enlighten me, Your Highness.â Su Yingxue blinked curiously.
âTonight, you are not allowed to leave the princeâs mansion!â
Chu Yihan announced domineeringly, leaving Su Yingxue no chance to leave.
Although they were not yet married, Su Yingxue always felt at home whenever she visited the Ninth Princeâs Mansion. Everyone there welcomed her with smiles, which made her feel more at home than at the Marquisâs Manor.
Especially when passing by Tiger Mountain, Shan Bao stood at the highest point and roared, âRoar!â
Its majestic and powerful call carried a few traces of deep longing.
Finally, Su Yingxue had come to see him!
Shan Bao was overjoyed and ran down the mountain to greet Su Yingxue, only to findâ¦
Su Yingxue walked past it and disappeared.
âRoar! Roarâ¦â
Shan Bao clawed the ground furiously. Where did she go?
At the Feiquan Pavilion, it was the second time Su Yingxue stepped into this place. The warmth and fragrance of the hot spring made her unconsciously immerse herself.
However, every time she entered, she couldnât help but kneel before the portrait of Consort Shu.
Consort Shu was truly beautiful, so much so that people couldnât help but want to submit to her.
Chu Yihan also knelt with her to pay respects to Consort Shu before pulling her up.
Su Yingxue saw Chu Yihan silently go to a spot. When he returned, he was holding something but said nothing.
Afraid of any misunderstanding, she quickly held his arm and said, âYour Highness, donât mind it. 1 didnât say much to Ye Lingbai, 1 was just curious about his beloved and asked a couple of questions.â
âWhy would you be curious about someone elseâs private matters for no reason?â Chu Yihan raised an eyebrow, finding it strange.
Su Yingxue was never one to gossip or meddle in othersâ affairs.
âI felt an emotional resonance. Ye Lingbai said he and his beloved had been apart for a long time, but whenever he mentioned her, he couldnât help but smile.â
Thinking of Ye Lingbaiâs smile still made Su Yingxue feel happy. This was the most beautiful aspect of love.
Chu Yihan gazed deeply at her, waiting for her to finish.
Her voice softened, âAlthough we are getting married, Your Highness, I have a lingering worry. Iâm afraid that one day, we might be separated and not know when we can meet again. If that day ever comes, when 1 think of you, I guess Iâll feel like Ye Lingbai.â
That kind of love, unattainable but cherished like a treasure in oneâs heart, was enough to bring joy just by thinking about it.
As long as there was such a beloved person in the heart..