Jun Zechen's sharp eyes quickly swept over the young lady who seemed equally delicate, and then he sat on the edge of the bed with an expressionless face.

"You take a seat too."

Upon hearing this, Su Jingyao gently sat down.

There was a slight distance between the two of them. She sat sideways, her eyes constantly fixed on Jun Zechen.

Jun Zechen is worthy of being the male lead, his high nose bridge is as delicate as a sculpture, his thin lips are slightly pursed, revealing a sense of coldness and arrogance.

His eyebrows were as black as ink, and he looked extremely heroic. The few strands of black hair that flew diagonally into his temples added a bit of unruly and unrestrained look.

His profile is handsome and his facial features are impeccable, as if it was a masterpiece carefully carved by God.

Su Jingyao was quite satisfied with this face and could eat it. She was a bit obsessed with appearance and was strict with herself and men.

In modern times, since entering college, Su Jingyao has never had a period of being single, and she has changed boyfriends one after another. To her, men are the stepping stones for her to climb up and the driving force for her to explore the stars and embrace the sea.

Jun Zechen keenly felt the woman's scrutinizing gaze from time to time, his lips became more and more stiff, and his tightly pursed lips revealed his determination.

Since he had already promised Ling Yue that they would be together for the rest of their lives, Ling Yue also gave up her freedom in the frontier and returned to the capital for him.

He would definitely stick to his promise and would never have anything to do with the woman in front of him.

"I came here today just to explain something to you. The Crown Princess and I are already in love, and our feelings are deep. And the Crown Princess is the only one in my heart, so I will not touch you."

His voice was as cold as spring water, without any emotion. After he finished speaking, he slowly turned his head and stared at her with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Su Jingyao's face was as calm as a windless lake, or like a pool of water that had never been stirred to form ripples, as if she had already known that he would not favor her.

She listened quietly, then the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint smile, and her eyes revealed a gentle and pure light, just like the warm spring sun, soft and warm, which made people feel pity.

"Your Highness, before I married you, I had already heard about the wonderful story between you and the Crown Princess. You two are in perfect harmony, and I shouldn't have intruded on this beautiful situation. However, it is difficult to disobey the Emperor's order..."

Su Jingyao's voice was soft and gentle, her tone full of helplessness, as gentle as the falling of a feather.

She slowly told the truth. This marriage was not only out of the prince's control, but also out of her control.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness. I can accept that Your Highness doesn't like me, or even... doesn't even touch me."

After saying that, Su Jingyao frowned slightly, bit her red lips as tender as cherry blossoms, and a hint of shameful pink appeared on her face.

As a woman, she felt very embarrassed to say such words.

Then she said, "But..." Su Jingyao hesitated, not knowing how to start.

"Just what?" Jun Zechen's eyes were fixed on her.

Su Jingyao lowered her head slightly, her eyes narrowed, as if there were thousands of words surging in her heart, but she didn't know where to start.

After a brief silence, she took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to look up again, her eyes full of earnestness, as if a candle flame was flickering in her gaze.

"My father is the Minister of State, he is a good minister of the country, and I don't want my father to be criticized because of me. So I beg Your Highness to give me some respect, and also give my father some respect, and let him stay in Xiyan Palace."

"I will not ask Your Highness to do anything. I will also explain the reason when I pay my respects to the Crown Princess tomorrow morning. I will never destroy the relationship between Your Highness and your sister."

Jun Zechen listened to the woman's words, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes lost in thought, as deep as the still water in a deep pool.

He had originally planned to have a clear talk with Su Jingyao tonight and then go to the study to sleep, but what she said made sense.

Su Jingyao's marriage was originally arranged by her father, the emperor, and her father was the second-rank Shangshu Ling, the head of the civil officials.

If she was treated so coldly on the first night of her wedding, it would not sound good if it got out.

Jun Zechen's gaze, like the calm water of a lake, quietly fell on the woman beside him.

She lowered her head slightly, her curled eyelashes like a dancing butterfly, casting playful shadows in the swaying candlelight.

Her pretty face, perhaps because of her makeup or her inner shyness, had a faint blush on it, just like peach blossoms blooming in spring.

She was truly beautiful, the most outstanding woman Jun Zechen had ever seen. This was his evaluation from the bottom of his heart.

But he never expected that the daughter of Shangshu Ling was so kind and innocent.

He originally thought that after he said these words today, the woman would burst into tears, cry non-stop, or even try her best to seduce him.

But she was so calm and composed, and just bravely expressed the reasonable demands in her heart. Her clear eyes were sincere and firm, making it hard to refuse.

But every woman has many faces, and he wouldn't completely believe her just because of what she said today.

Jun Zechen nodded slightly and said "hmm" lightly, which was considered as his agreement to stay in Xiyan Palace tonight.

When Su Jingyao heard that the man agreed to stay, she felt relieved. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing an innocent and relieved smile.

She said softly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Then she asked a little unnaturally: "Your Highness, do you need me to change your clothes?" There was a barely perceptible nervousness in her voice.

"No need." Jun Zechen's voice was filled with the indifference that had been with him since he entered the bedroom.

"Okay, I'll go wash up myself."

Su Jingyao moved to the dressing table, sat down gracefully, and gently removed her bright makeup. Then she slowly took off the pearl hairpin on her head. Her black hair fell like a waterfall, sparkling with a soft luster.

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