Chapter 424: Those who are personally involved have the most say.

"You...you wanted to kiss me, didn't you?"

Yuan Siyin looked at him timidly.

"I want you to kiss me first, biting... isn't out of the question." Yu Shiyan chuckled, pulling open his shirt to reveal his smooth jawline and collarbone.

Yuan Siyin's face flushed red instantly, and she stammered, "Using the same old trick again, a... a king of a country, how shameful!"

Yu Shiyan said with absolute certainty, "I will never talk back."

Whether it's shameful or not, those who have been intimate with the person have the most say.

Yuan Siyin: "..."

Two palace maids, standing respectfully with their heads bowed outside the hall, listened to the sobs coming from inside without batting an eye.

Aside from the minor incident where the princess was outmaneuvered by His Majesty, today was a peaceful day.

When Yuan Siyin angrily got up from the bed, Yu Shiyan had already left. Seeing that it was still daylight, she decided to go to the prison by herself.

Fortunately, Ziyuan and Hongxiu were not around, making things easier.

Although Yu Shiyan said she had to be with him, she preferred to see Nalan Yujie alone.

There were some things she wanted to clarify.

The guards watching over the prison had been replaced countless times. Yuan Siyin looked at all the unfamiliar faces and thought that they might not even know her. So she simply stood in front of the door, her imposing manner no less than that of the Empress Dowager.

Before she could even speak, the guards exchanged glances when they saw the mutton-fat jade pendant hanging from her waist, and then quickly made way for her.

Yuan Siyin has a sense of unreality.

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Before she could think it through, the head guard pushed open the vermilion gate and respectfully gestured for her to enter.

The prison was dark and damp. Yuan Siyin subconsciously pulled the warm quilt tighter around herself and casually asked, "Do you know who I'm looking for?"

Without turning his head, the guard replied without hesitation, "His Majesty has only seen two prisoners in the Imperial Prison. The Princess should be seeing Nalan Yujie."

The prison was far from quiet; the sound of chains scraping against the ground could be heard from the far end, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the dim space.

"You look younger than me, yet you know who I am?" Yuan Siyin looked at the guard's tall and straight back with some surprise.

After all, she had disappeared from the capital for three years. Even if her portrait was on the list of beauties, it should have been taken down long ago.

As for others, they would be even less likely to hang up her paintings and look at them every day. They wouldn't find it unlucky, and they wouldn't be happy about it themselves.

“We have all seen the princess’s portrait once. Even if we don’t recognize you, we should recognize the jade pendant at your waist.”

Jade pendant?

Yuan Siyin touched the tassel hanging from the jade pendant and vaguely remembered that Yu Shiyan did indeed have his own power, but he had kept a low profile before ascending the throne and had never exposed himself to the public.

The guard led her for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, and finally stopped in front of a "house" with tin roofs on all sides. Before opening the door, he patted it down.

"Just leave the food there."

A melodious female voice came from inside. The guard turned around, glanced at Yuan Siyin, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Yuan Siyin could roughly guess why his gaze was so strange.

Their voices were very similar; if you weren't very familiar with them, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference. If she weren't fully conscious at the moment, she would have thought that she was the one who said those words.

Seeing the guard look away, Nalan Yujie smiled and stood up: "You're here again. Have you finally figured it out?"