A hint of hurt flashed across the Tenth Prince's eyes. Seeing that she was somewhat angry, he dared not lay a hand on her again: "You...you really want to marry the Thirteenth Prince?"

Seeing him like this, and remembering how good he had been to her and the pure smiles he had given her in those days, He Yue felt a pang of pity: "The matter is already settled, why must you continue like this, Tenth Master?"

"I just want to ask you one question: do you really like the thirteenth prince?" The tenth prince suddenly took a step closer, staring intently at her, as if he wouldn't give up until he got what he wanted.

Heyue sighed. This tenth prince was usually foolish, but when he got stubborn, he could be deadly.

How could she possibly respond to that?

If she says she doesn't like it, will he drag her to ask Emperor Kangxi to cancel the decree of marriage?

For some reason, Heyue just felt that he was capable of doing it.

When it comes to saying they like someone, it seems that Yuexin doesn't really admit it.

This is really a difficult situation.

"Does it matter? Even if you don't like it now, you'll like it in the future."

To dispel any illusions he might have, Heyue resolutely uttered those words.

Call her heartless or indifferent, that's just who she is.

Because of her previous exploitation, Heyue felt guilty towards him. Now that there was no longer any possibility, Heyue did not want to deceive him or give him hope anymore.

The Tenth Prince seemed to have suffered a great blow, and his face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Heyue sighed, ignored him, and turned to leave.

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Soon it was spring of the forty-first year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign.

The day for the Thirteenth Prince to marry his concubine had arrived.

Hearing the maid's report, Heyue didn't react, instead playing with the dumpling in the courtyard.

Tuanzi is already a big dumpling, and her temperament is becoming more and more docile, but she often likes to stick close to Heyue.

He Yue smiled, seemingly oblivious to what was happening around her.

What's there to be resentful about when you already know this?

He can marry his wife, and she can live her own life. Even if she marries into the family, Heyue has no intention of getting involved in this matter.

It's not worth getting upset over something like this!

As long as no one bullies her, she can pretend not to see it.

Hailan, however, was filled with worry: "Gege, why aren't you worried at all? You won't be married for another year. What if the Secondary Prince's wife gets pregnant before you enter the manor? I heard from the nanny that those who enter the manor first are always more arrogant. You'll have to find a way to suppress the Secondary Prince's arrogance! Oh dear, you must take advantage of this year to spend more time with the Thirteenth Prince. You must win his heart and not let him be seduced by the vixens in the manor!"

He Yue was truly speechless.

Hailan is becoming more and more fussy and indecisive.

Why worry about things that aren't happening right now?

Perhaps Heyue didn't understand at first, but she later realized something was wrong.

Why did the Empress Dowager suddenly decide to arrange a marriage for the Thirteenth Prince?

Besides, the Thirteenth Prince had just been granted a concubine.

Even if he were to marry a primary wife, he should choose from the candidates selected last year. Why would he suddenly think of himself?

He Yue didn't think the Empress Dowager would even notice her, a mere young girl who hadn't even grown up yet.

If you say there's nothing fishy going on, Heyue wouldn't believe it for a hundred years.

The only one who is worth suspecting is the Thirteenth Prince.

But Heyue still didn't understand why he did this.

He Yue didn't believe him at all when he said he liked him.

After all, the two of them used to clash quite a bit. Although they've gotten along better in recent years, they're still not quite at the point of liking each other.

Thinking of this, He Yue gritted her teeth in hatred. That damned brat, without saying a word, issued an imperial decree to trap her.

Don't think she doesn't know that she can run away after causing trouble. Do you think she can get away with it?

Hmph! She's not in a hurry; she has plenty of time to settle accounts with him slowly!

The thirteenth prince, who was changing into his wedding clothes with a frustrated expression, suddenly sneezed, frowned, and looked puzzled.

But she didn't dwell on it for long; the thought of the upcoming wedding made her even more annoyed.

I sometimes think to myself, how wonderful it would be if the bride were Heyue?

I wonder what Heyue's wedding dress will look like?

A joyful smile instantly appeared on his lips.

But in an instant, my mood plummeted again.

The thought of having another year left made me feel completely deflated.

I wonder what she's doing now? Is she still angry?

The wedding proceeded smoothly and was very lively.

That evening, the groom, the Thirteenth Prince, was being helped by a servant to the bridal chamber when the Tenth Prince blocked his way.

The thirteenth prince wasn't very drunk to begin with, but he sobered up instantly.

Seeing the aggressive Tenth Prince, the Thirteenth Prince knew exactly what was going on, and felt a touch of smugness.

In the end, I was one step ahead.

However, before he could even speak, the Tenth Prince's fist came flying at him.

Fortunately, the Thirteenth Prince was quite skilled and dodged quickly, avoiding being hit. Although he was not as good as the Tenth Prince, he still managed to hold off the attack for a while.

Seeing the Tenth Prince's relentless attacks, the Thirteenth Prince couldn't help but get angry. He also thought about what the other was thinking, and a surge of anger rose in his heart. Soon, the two were fighting.

The servant was in a panic, unable to stop anyone, so he could only go and inform the gentlemen in front.

Soon someone arrived and separated the two who were fighting fiercely and whose clothes were disheveled.

"Oh! What's going on?" Third Prince Yinzhi and Fourth Prince Yinzhen led the way, followed by Eighth Prince and others.

Even after being pulled apart, the two continued to glare at each other without giving an inch.

The Third Prince smirked, looking like he was about to watch a good show.

The Fourth Prince suppressed his anger and glared at the Thirteenth Prince, but because the Third Prince was present, he could not speak up for the Thirteenth Prince.

The Eighth Prince stepped forward to mediate: "Perhaps the two of them were drunk and were competing with each other without knowing their own strength."

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