Everyone says the Thirteenth Prince is dashing, handsome, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and the dream lover of countless young ladies. But when it comes to Zhaojia Heyue, she dismiss...
"How long has your sister been here?"
Heyue was very curious whether her sister had been reincarnated as a soul or as a fetus.
The Eighth Prince's wife blushed slightly and said in a voice barely audible, "I've been here since I was born."
Heyue's mouth dropped open. So her sister was a reborn baby.
I don't know why, but I really want to laugh.
"And you?" The Eighth Prince's wife, afraid of her laughter, quickly asked.
After all, before the two officially met, the Eighth Prince's wife had never paid attention to Lady Zhaojia.
It was only on their first meeting that his bold, outspoken, and fearless nature caught her attention, but she later became suspicious of his strange attitude.
"I came here in the thirty-seventh year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign." It has been three years since then.
Heyue felt somewhat fortunate to have found her sister in such a short time.
She thought she might never find it in her lifetime, but one must always have hope in life.
"Why didn't my sister acknowledge me before?" Although she didn't resent it, she was still puzzled and wanted to find out.
“When I first met you, I wasn’t sure, I just had some doubts. Later, after hearing what you said, I realized that you were on good terms with Fourth Brother and Thirteenth Uncle, and I was worried that it would cause you trouble in the future.”
He Yue never imagined that this was the reason.
For those who are knowledgeable about history, there are always things they need to consider more carefully.
At that moment, Heyue felt completely relieved.
However, he was somewhat guilty about the matter concerning the Fourth Prince and the Eighth Prince.
I never knew my sister would be the Eighth Prince's wife, and now that I know, I don't know what to do.
Thinking about her sister's final fate, Heyue felt a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time.
Heyue had already developed feelings for the Fourth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince, and it wasn't something she could simply distance herself from.
It seems that neither of them could do anything about the outcome.
"Why did you do that to Sixth Sister back then..." Yue didn't finish her sentence. Both of them were her sisters. She hadn't wanted to believe that Eighth Princess Consort was behind it, but she still had doubts and wanted to find out the truth.
"Don't you know?" The Eighth Prince's wife glanced over with a meaningful look.