Favored Black-Hearted Prince

She, the sole daughter of the Zhenbei Great General, Yu Qianqian, was unrestrained and magnificent, renowned throughout the city. One night, a decree annihilated the entire General's Mansion. S...

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Princess's Marriage

Since that day when she parted ways with Mu Beichen, Feng Jin has secluded herself in a deserted valley, avoiding everyone for several days.

Every time she thought of what Mu Beichen had said, she felt extremely agitated. She lost her appetite and sleep all day and became ill from worry. In just a few days, she lost a lot of weight.

It was only then that she gradually realized that she was far less strong than she had imagined. Without Mu Beichen in her life, it was like a dark night without countless stars, instantly making her whole world lose its color.

In the vast forest, the dense foliage blocked out the glaring sunlight. The azure lake reflected a scene of dappled shadows. Feng Jin lay flat on the bamboo raft, gazing up at the blue sky and drifting clouds with an expressionless face, letting herself be blown by the gentle breeze and carried by the current.

At this moment, however, she was thinking about something else.

If you do the math, tomorrow is the wedding day of Mu Beichen and Princess Jiang Lan. In fact, she knows that the Jingwang Mansion is still teetering on the brink of collapse. If Mu Beichen does not agree to the marriage with Princess Jiang Lan, or if he acts on his own emotions, then everything they have now will be like a mirage. Both the Jici Academy and Mu Beichen himself will face imminent danger.

However, the thought that those heartless words came from Mu Beichen's mouth still made her extremely uncomfortable. Although she still didn't want to forgive him from the bottom of her heart, continuing to hide like this wouldn't truly solve the problem.

Anyway, what has to be faced is something that can't be avoided sooner or later. As long as he is willing to stand with her, she won't care even if they have to face an unprecedented calamity.

The next day, Mu Beichen and Princess Mingxia Su Ruan's wedding was held as scheduled. As dawn broke, the entire capital city was more lively than usual. The crowd stretched from one end of the long street to the other, cheering and vying to witness this grand wedding that was a once-in-a-century event.

"It is said that the beauty of this princess of Jianglan Kingdom is unparalleled in the world, but unfortunately, the red veil covers her face, so her stunning beauty cannot be seen."

"Prince Jing is outstanding in appearance and is now a dragon among men. Princess Mingxia is of noble status and has a beauty that could topple kingdoms. They are truly a perfect match made in heaven!"

"Oh my god! I'm so envious of them! How can there be such perfect people in the world?"

The sounds of praise from the crowd kept reaching her ears. Feng Jin stood in the center of the crowd, watching as Mu Beichen and Su Ruan walked down the red carpet amidst everyone's blessings. She felt as if her heart was being torn apart by a sharp blade, and the pain was indescribable.

Looking at Mu Beichen from afar, he was extremely eye-catching in the sunlight. His face was handsome, and his figure was tall and upright. A bright red wedding robe covered his feet. He supported Su Ruan with his right hand, looked ahead, and passed by her step by step until finally, he watched them both step into the same sedan chair.

As the sedan chairs were lifted, the wedding procession followed closely behind, with people playing music and making merry all the way. Following the row of wedding sedan chairs, they drove straight into the Prince Jing's Mansion.

This scene seemed familiar. Not long ago, she was dressed in the same way, wearing a wedding gown and a phoenix crown, standing opposite Mu Beichen. Finally, under his gaze, she stepped into the sedan chair. It's just a pity that... things have changed, the old love is hard to regain, and the deep affection is hard to continue.

At the last moment, she still couldn't convince herself to pretend nothing was wrong and follow behind them. The Prince Jing's mansion was clearly no longer a place for her. She turned around and charged headlong into the crowd.

However, at that very moment, Su Yu, who was also standing in the crowd, saw everything. Watching Feng Jin's disheveled figure run away, a look of worry immediately appeared on his face.

In the dead of night, the Prince Jing's mansion was brightly lit, with lanterns illuminating the entire residence.

Ningxiang Pavilion —

The half-burnt red candles flickered with a faint light, casting an extremely mysterious glow on the red silk curtains in front of the bed.

Su Ruan sat alone on the large bed, her hands folded in front of her, patiently waiting for her lover to lift her red veil. But the night was already more than halfway over, and she still hadn't seen the person she was waiting for.

Just then, Su Ruan's personal maid, Cui Ping, suddenly pushed open the door and entered. When she came in, she saw Su Ruan still sitting there waiting for Mu Beichen. She quickly ran to Su Ruan and sighed softly, "Princess, don't wait anymore. The prince won't be coming tonight."

Upon hearing this, Su Ruan simply ripped off the red veil on her head, revealing a charming and beautiful face. Her skin was fair and rosy, and her features were as delicate as a porcelain doll. In particular, her phoenix eyes, which were filled with shimmering autumn water, made people feel pity for her.

Slowly standing up, Su Ruan lowered her eyes and sighed deeply, "I had expected this."

Su Ruan slowly walked over, and Cui Ping could clearly see her delicate lips pressed tightly together, as if she had suffered some great injustice. Cui Ping hurriedly advised, "Princess, please don't sigh. You are the bride tonight, and sighing is unlucky."

"Unlucky? Is there anything worse than the current situation?" Su Ruan slowly turned around, looking out the window at the brightly lit courtyard. A desolate chill gradually appeared in her beautiful eyes. She shook her head and chuckled softly, "Where is Your Highness now?"

While observing her complexion, Cuiping cautiously said, "Princess, the Prince... he's resting at the former Princess's residence—Fuxi Courtyard."

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