An Qingran struggled for a while but failed to break free. She reached out to push him away, but he held her tighter. When their love reached a deep level, her veil was torn off by Dongfang Jin. He did not shy away from her ugly face at all, and even held her face with great cherishment in the end, his eyes full of affection: "Don't say stupid things, what you promised is counted, don't have any thoughts about other men..."

An Qingran burst out laughing: "You are such a jealous person, why didn't I notice it before?"

"It's not too late now." Dongfang Jin hugged her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "You are the woman I have chosen for my life. I will not let you go. Remember my words, unless I die... By the way, can my body die? If I can die, then I will not be so selfish. I will let you go and choose a good man for you before leaving. Otherwise, I will not feel at ease..."

An Qingran turned around and looked at him with a raised eyebrow: "You really are a child who speaks without restraint, but I tell you, with me here, your poison attack is not worth mentioning..."

Dongfang Jin smiled proudly: "Yes, with you here, I can live forever..."

An Qingran curled her lips: "You come here every night, not caring about yourself, but you should also pay attention to the impact on me. If someone finds out..."

"I'm not afraid of being discovered, I'm just afraid that when I'm not around, some guy will break into my house, and that won't work."

"What Ajia and Ayi? He is your cousin. Besides, we are just in the yard. He has not entered the house..."

An Qing explained unhappily.

Dongfang Jin still had a jealous look on his face: "He even gave you a white fox fur coat..."

"Didn't you give me a white sable fur coat?"

"I..." Dongfang Jin stopped here and sat aside with a pout. An Qingran looked at his childish nature and couldn't help but smile.

He really didn't care about his ugly face. He remembered the first day she was disfigured. At night, she was sitting in the room reading a book, and he came.

As soon as he came in, he looked at An Qingran's face, which made An Qingran feel uncomfortable. Do men all care about their appearance?

But Dongfang Jin suddenly said, "Marry me."

An Qingran was absolutely stunned: "I don't want you to sympathize with me."

"I'm not saying this out of sympathy, nor am I taking advantage of someone's misfortune, nor am I being righteous. You're so smart, you should have known how I feel about you. If you agree, I can take good care of you in the future, understand?"

Dongfang Jin's eyes were bright, and when he said this, his eyes were extremely sincere.

Seeing him like this, An Qingran felt warm in her heart: "But, I'm already disfigured..."

"No matter what you become, you are the same in my heart..."

After he finished speaking, he held An Qingran's shoulders and said, "Let me take care of you. Of course, maybe you are very strong and don't need my care, but we are together, and I won't let anyone bully you again..."

"But you are the prince. You will eventually have six palaces and three thousand beauties, and I am just a passing cloud in your eyes. I don't have the confidence to start, and I don't want to marry into the palace in this life. I'm not doing this to be the only favorite, but I'm afraid. There is such a cruel struggle in a small general's mansion. I'm sure the prince knows why my face is ruined. And in the harem, there are so many women fighting for status and power. I don't know what kind of life-and-death contest there will be. I feel that I am not talented enough, and I don't have enough courage, so I can't face it. I hope the prince will withdraw his idea as soon as possible and don't waste time on me. Qingran is not a candidate for the prince's consort." An Qingran finally spoke out her true feelings. If a man heard her words, he would normally back off.

But Dongfang Jin smiled when he heard it: "You are enough for me. Why do I need three thousand concubines? I will only marry you, if you don't mind that it's lonely to have only you in the six palaces..."

"This..." An Qingran was completely shocked. She could never have imagined that the prince would have such thoughts. Does he really love her that much?

"Listen to me. Before you said that, I had already made up my mind to marry only you. I grew up in the palace, so how could I not understand the cruelty of the harem? My mother, the queen of a country, couldn't protect herself. If it weren't for you, my mother and I wouldn't know how long we would live. So, I won't let you go through that pain again, and I won't let my children kill each other..."

"But..." An Qingran thought, even if he only married her, the struggle in the harem would never end. Dongfang Ye and Dongfang Yan were eyeing her covetously, and who knew if there were other people coveting the throne.

But Dongfang Jin's words really touched her, and she knew that she had unknowingly developed an interest in and affection for this contradictory and freak prince. Mingchen had contracted the epidemic, and he had come to see her every day regardless of his life. Now she was disfigured. How many men could accept a woman with a disfigured face? Yet he came here at the first opportunity regardless of the consequences.

Seeing An Qingran hesitating, Dongfang Jin didn't care anymore and walked up to her and hugged her in his arms: "I don't care. If you don't agree, don't even think about marrying someone else..."

"To be honest, I've never thought about getting married." An Qingran smiled bitterly. If he knew what happened to her, he wouldn't think so.

"Promise me that you will be my Crown Princess." Dongfang Jin begged again.

"I...I can't promise you." An Qingran murmured.

Dongfang Jin's eyes were filled with pain when he heard this: "I won't give up... Do you hate me very much?"

He suddenly asked, "If you really hate me, I won't pester you like a scoundrel. But I'm so outstanding and so devoted, you shouldn't hate me so much, right?"

An Qingran saw the nervousness in his eyes and burst out laughing: "I always thought that the prince was full of confidence, but I didn't expect that you would also be short of breath."

"I feel very short of breath. When I see you, I'm afraid that you'll be angry and that you'll hate me. It's really not easy for me..." Dongfang Jin suddenly smiled again, with helplessness in his eyes, without a trace of evil.

An Qingran was considering it.

Dongfang Jin looked at her and waited quietly, but there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes, which he didn't want to show, but it showed anyway.

An Qingran's heart was filled with a mixture of sweetness and bitterness. All the memories of her relationship with the prince came to her mind. He saved her the first time they met, and saved her again the second time they met. Now she couldn't count how many times he had saved her. She knew that she would not accept someone just out of gratitude, so she asked herself.

Looking around at all the young masters, she had no objection to Dongfang Jin coming towards her.

The expression on her face changed several times, and finally she looked up at Dongfang Jin: "Okay, I'll try to accept you..."