Chapter 132 Be My Crown Princess

Jiang Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

She knew he wasn't joking or exaggerating.

He really will do it!

"Your Highness! Minister Shen is a close advisor to the Emperor and is highly regarded by him. Aren't you afraid that the Emperor will find out and punish you for what you've done?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Xiao Xuanyou looked at her and smiled. "I'll only give you three days. If you don't get the result I want, then I'll have no choice but to take action."

"Xiao Xuanyou!" Jiang Zhi could no longer contain herself. "I'm already engaged. As the Crown Prince, what kind of woman can't you have? Why are you fixated on me?"

Hearing her call him by his name, Xiao Xuanyou not only didn't get angry, but felt comfortable instead.

He hated her coldness and distance from him, as if there was a vast chasm between them. Now, in her anger, she had lost her usual calm and self-control, which made him feel that she overlapped with the cicada-like figure in his dream.

However, just as this thought crossed his mind, he saw a bright red color behind the screen.

He realized what it was, and with a cold expression, he got up and went around to look behind the screen.

But on her bed, there was a neatly folded, bright red wedding dress.

The wedding dress looked exquisitely made, with fine and intricate stitches, clearly showing that the owner had put a lot of thought into it.

Xiao Xuanyou's phoenix eyes turned cold, freezing into a lifeless ice field.

The thought of her sitting in her boudoir, embroidering her wedding dress with anticipation as she prepared to marry Shen Ci'an, made him unable to control his anger.

"Are you so eager to marry him?" His voice seemed to come from the underworld as he lightly lifted the wedding dress on the bed with his fingertips.

The phoenix feathers on the wedding dress were embroidered with gold thread, with the tail feathers hanging down to the hem of the skirt. The twin lotus flowers next to it shone with a soft light under the candlelight. He could almost imagine how beautiful she would look in this wedding dress.

But this wasn't for him, it was for other men!

Xiao Xuanyou's eyes were bloodshot, his mind almost destroyed by the surging jealousy in his heart.

He threw the wedding dress angrily onto the ground.

Jiang Zhi walked over, bent down to pick up the wedding dress and folded it neatly. "Your Highness the Crown Prince has also seen it. I am about to marry Lord Shen. The die is cast, and His Majesty is aware of this matter. There is no way to change it now."

Xiao Xuanyou stared intently at her, and an eerie silence fell over the room.

After a long pause, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Jiang Zhi, be my Crown Princess."

Jiang Zhi almost thought she had misheard. "What did you say?"

Xiao Xuanyou wants her to be the Crown Princess?

Even if Li Jinyan doesn't end up marrying him, it doesn't mean I can take her place.

In her past life, she simply didn't want to stay in the brothel anymore and wanted a proper status, but he refused her.

Xiao Xuanyou never lowered his proud head, treating himself as a plaything from beginning to end.

"Give me some time. Once all the obstacles are cleared, I will welcome you into the Eastern Palace in grand style," Xiao Xuanyou said solemnly.

It's not the right time yet.

He was surrounded by countless open and hidden threats. Take the incident in the hunting grounds, for example. Although it was Li Jinyan and Jiang Zhi who were in danger, the person behind it was targeting him.

If he were to marry her now and bring her into the Eastern Palace, he would be disregarding her safety.

However, Jiang Zhi's words were cold and ruthless: "But all of this is just Your Highness's wishful thinking. I don't want to be the Crown Princess, nor do I want to be your woman."

Jiang Zhi looked directly at him and said, "I only want to marry Shen Ci'an."

Xiao Xuanyou's knuckles clenched tightly, his eyes reddened, and his voice was filled with barely suppressed rage, "Marry Shen Ci'an? You're dreaming!"

He grabbed Jiang Zhi's wrist and pinned her against the pillar behind her. "Without my permission, you can forget about marrying anyone!"

Jiang Zhi had one hand held by him, and her other hand was still broken and she couldn't break free at all.

“I can’t stop His Highness from killing people, but if Shen Ci’an dies, I will definitely chase after him, and His Highness will never get me.”

She stared at him intently, as if she were ready to risk everything.

Xiao Xuanyou was stunned by the death wish in her eyes and stared at her blankly for a few seconds.

He recalled the cicada-shaped garment in his dream.

She was all smiles with him the day before, saying she was waiting for him to come back, but the next day she died on the cold, hard bed.

They didn't even leave him a single word.

He was terrified by the thought, and the surging ferocity in his eyes was forcibly suppressed. He then suddenly sneered, "Never get it? Then I'll see what you can do now."

He lowered his head and captured her lips from above.

It wasn't like a kiss; it was more like a release.

The intense heat, carrying the scent of ambergris, filled the room.

"It hurts..." A sharp pain shot through Jiang Zhi's lips, and the taste of blood immediately filled her mouth. But what was worse than that was the feeling of being filled with moisture that followed.

Her chest heaved violently, and in desperation, she raised her knee to strike his lower abdomen. But as soon as she made the movement, he noticed her intention, and his long leg quickly pressed against hers, his knee easily squeezing between her legs, trapping her firmly between the pillar and him.

Her back was pressed against the cold, hard wooden pillar, while his burning body temperature was in front of her, making even her breathing fragmented.

She was forced to stand on tiptoe, and shame crept up her spine, making her tremble with anger.

"Do you still think I can't do it?" After the kiss, Xiao Xuanyou was panting, his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes still burning with desire, his voice hoarse and hot.

As he spoke, he held the back of her neck with one hand, forcing her to maintain a tilted-back posture, his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally caressing her, with an extremely strong desire for control.

He was already very patient and restrained.

But why did she still run away?

In her past life, she couldn't wait to escape time and time again. Could it be that it was also for Shen Ci'an?

The anger in his heart surged up again.

"Xiao Xuanyou, you are a shameless, despicable, and vile scoundrel! Get out of my house!" Jiang Zhi wiped the glistening tears from her lips with her sleeve, her eyes burning with rage.

Such insults were like a tickle to him; he merely dimmed his eyes slightly, lowered his head, and kissed her deeply again.

The night was long, like in a dream, and he had time to let her slowly agree.

However, just as he was immersed in the sweetness of the girl in front of him, the screen behind him was kicked down with great force.

Her breath still lingered on Xiao Xuanyou's lips and teeth. The next instant, a sharp gust of wind from a fist struck him from behind.

He didn't even turn his head, maintaining his posture with his hand on the back of Jiang Zhi's neck. He simply stopped moving and looked at Jiang Zhi with the majesty and composure of a superior, saying, "I knew that cup of tea wasn't yours."

Lu Yuan's fist froze in mid-air behind him, his knuckles turning white, his other hand gripping the Embroidered Spring Blade tightly at his side, his breathing heavy.