After Crossing Into the Book, My Nemesis Always Wants to Spoil Me

Yuan Siyin accidentally crosses into a novel and becomes the vicious female supporting character who shares her name in the book. Regarding this, Yuan Siyin expresses: I still have value, please sp...

Chapter 330: You Look Familiar

Chapter 330: You Look Familiar

Having finally lured Yuan Siyin to the inn, the man subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, then headed straight for the second floor, disappearing in a flash at the door.

When Yuan Siyin chased after him, she happened to see the person jump out of the window, and a shadowy figure was vaguely reflected behind the screen.

The screen was semi-transparent, making it impossible to see the person's figure and appearance, let alone someone you didn't know.

She paused, "The Crown Prince of the Northern Frontier wants to see me?"

The man replied listlessly, "The princess is indeed clever."

"That's a compliment; he's not stupid after all."

"However, the princess is wrong about one thing."

Nalan Jue pushed his wooden wheelchair out from behind the screen, his face pale and sickly, as if he had not seen the light of day for a long time. "It's not that I want to see the princess, it's that someone wants the princess to come see me."

Yuan Siyin stared at his legs with a slight surprise for a moment, then her expression returned to normal: "Nalan Yujie?"

Nalan Jue neither nodded nor shook his head, but slowly turned the wheel and took out a box, presenting it to her: "Princess, please accept this."

"No need."

Yuan Siyin crossed her arms and leaned against the door with an air of nonchalance. "I cannot accept a gift without merit. I am afraid I cannot accept this gift from the Crown Prince."

Even after being rejected by her, Nalan Jue remained calm.

He placed the box on his lap and pointed unabashedly to his leg: "The edges will always be smoothed out. Before the knife begins to cut into the bone, submission is the wise thing to do."

Seeing his appearance, Yuan Siyin suddenly remembered a piece of intelligence she had seen with her father before.

Princess Nalan Yujie was a woman of changeable temperament and deep cunning. She was deeply favored by the King of the Northern Frontier, and when he was busy with state affairs, he would even help review memorials.

Nalan Jue, as the eldest prince, was timid and reclusive, and almost no one in the court had ever seen him.

“There’s something I’m curious about.” She straightened up and then asked, “Was this gift prepared according to her wishes, or did the Crown Prince have other ideas?”

Nalan Jue raised his eyes to look at her, his lips pressed into a straight line, his voice as calm as death: "Your Highness is overthinking it. It was naturally prepared according to Your Highness's preferences."

"That means you listened to what Nalan Yujie meant."

Nalan Jue gripped his clothes tightly, remaining silent for a long while before finally uttering a few weak words: "I hope the princess will grant my request."

"What will you do if I don't agree?"

He lowered his head, a look of self-abandonment flashing across his eyes. "It won't matter, I'll just need someone to help push my wheelchair, it's a relief."

As he spoke, he seemingly casually overturned the box, and a box of gold and jade jewelry instantly spilled onto the ground with a clatter.

Footsteps immediately came from outside the door. Yuan Siyin crossed her arms, didn't even turn her head, and slammed the door shut with her foot, completely isolating herself from the outside world.

"Your business is none of my concern, I can't be bothered with it."

She knelt down and picked up the jewelry pieces one by one, putting them into the box.

"But you look familiar, like someone I know."

“…Who is it?” He closed his eyes, his face weary.

"ally."

Another pair of jade bracelets were broken. Yuan Siyin clapped her hands regretfully, put them in the box, and then stood up to look at him while holding the box.

Nalan Jue was taken aback by her words, but the light in his eyes flickered for less than a moment before visibly extinguishing.

"Your Highness means well, but I am already a useless cripple. Even if Your Highness is willing, I am afraid I cannot help you much."