Chapter 106 Sincerity Jiang Zhuoying was somewhat curious, this was something that happened after she married the Crown Prince...
Jiang Zhuoying was a little curious, as this was the first time since she married into the Crown Prince's residence.
"Where are you going?" she asked with a slight lift in her voice, showing interest.
"You'll know when you get there, and you should be satisfied." Qi Fan glanced at her, his dark eyes holding an unreadable meaning, his tone slightly indifferent.
"Fine..." Jiang Zhuoying curled her lips and turned to leave.
But the moment she turned around, the corners of her downturned lips involuntarily twitched upwards.
She should be satisfied?
...
After her afternoon rest, Jiang Zhuoying got up, changed into a dress, and sat in front of the mirror to do her makeup.
Xiangyue glanced at her several times and couldn't help but tease her, "Your Highness is taking you out of the manor, and Miss seems very happy!"
Jiang Zhuoying glared at her: "You think you know everything? Remember to keep your hand steady when you're drawing your eyebrows."
"I know!" Xiangyue said with a grin, leaning closer.
Xiangxing was adjusting her clothes, looking them over from left to right before looking up and saying, "Miss, why don't you change into this imperial pink one? You're young, you should wear more of these fresh and vibrant colors."
"That's right!" Xiangyue's eyes lit up. "I remember His Highness praised you for looking good in the imperial concubine color last time!"
Jiang Zhuoying also recalled the scene that had displeased her not long ago, and frowned: "Was he praising me?"
She remembered that last time she made a new pink cloak, Xiangyue and Xiangxing praised her so much that they said she was like a fairy from a storybook. So she turned around and asked Qi Fan about it.
I still remember his expression at the time.
With an indifferent expression and tone, he replied with a curt "It's acceptable."
"Your Highness has a cold personality, so isn't that just a compliment?" Xiangyue replied with a smile, while skillfully applying makeup to her.
Jiang Zhuoying pursed her lips and glanced at the long jacket hanging on the cangue through the mirror.
...
Before long, a beautiful young girl dressed in a pink jacket was helped into the carriage. Jiang Zhuoying bowed and entered, and in front of her was Qi Fan, who was already seated.
She smiled, her two dimples sparkling. Today, she had specially applied a floral decoration to her forehead and was quite satisfied with her makeup.
"Brother Crown Prince, does A-Zhuo look any different from usual?"
Qi Fan's gaze moved from bottom to top and settled on her forehead.
“Hair ornaments,” he said succinctly.
Jiang Zhuoying was satisfied. She turned around and sat down next to him, then looked up at him and asked, "How about this floral ornament?"
Qi Fan lowered his eyes slightly, staring at her face. Her beauty was already flawless and didn't need any extra embellishment.
And who can even notice what style this floral ornament is?
The man parted his thin lips slightly: "It'll do."
Jiang Zhuoying: "..."
She lowered her head and secretly wrung out the soft fuzz on her clothes, muttering a complaint: "I can't seem to say anything nice!"
Muttering to herself, she got up and moved to a seat by the window, a spacious and comfortable spot that was far from Qi Fan.
"Crown Princess." His tone was slightly somber.
Jiang Zhuoying pursed her lips: "What I mean is, Your Highness, every word you utter is a beautiful and fitting one!"
Leaning against the window, she raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled charmingly, and her eyes held a hint of provocation.
"Hold on tight."
Jiang Zhuoying leaned back: "Your Majesty, I obey."
...
The carriage headed towards the Cloud Recesses Chess Club, a place Jiang Zhuoying had never even considered.
Even after getting off the carriage, she still couldn't figure out the reason.
Only after they were seated in the private room and it became quieter did she ask the man a question.
"Why did we come to the chess club?"
Qi Fan glanced at her: "As you wish."
Jiang Zhuoying was slightly taken aback. As she wished?
Then she saw Chu Yixin push open the window, and looking out of the window, she could see the lobby of the chess club on the first floor.
She looked at the doorway in disbelief, a certain guess already forming in her mind: could it be because of Lin Yun?
Qi Fan looked at her and said slowly in a deep voice, "Since the Crown Princess thinks this Miss Lin is so good, I will accompany you to take a look."
Jiang Zhuoying's heart sank; she had guessed correctly, but a sudden tightness appeared in her chest.
She, who was usually eloquent, couldn't utter a single word in response.
This Miss Lin was indeed the one she had her eye on. Qi Fan valued her advice and even accompanied her on this special trip.
They were incredibly considerate, perhaps even a little too considerate.
She hesitated for a long time before finally letting out a soft "Mmm".
A variety of tea snacks were quickly laid out on the table, all specially prepared for her by the Crown Prince's kitchen, and could be eaten even while she was pregnant.
"Your Highness? Would you like some snacks?"
Xiangyue pushed a plate of walnut cakes toward her, her eyes filled with worry.
Jiang Zhuoying glanced at it, reached out and pinched a piece, and just as she put it in her mouth, Chu Yixin's voice came from in front of her.
"Sir, Miss Lin has arrived."
Jiang Zhuoying's hand trembled, and she immediately stood up as well, looking towards the main hall.
A woman wearing a lake-blue cloak, accompanied by two maids, was talking to someone in the middle of the hall.
She appears to be well-mannered, gentle, and quiet. Just by looking at her, you can tell she has a very good temperament and is not an arrogant person.
"What does the Crown Princess think?"
Jiang Zhuoying stiffened, then glanced at Qi Fan, only to find him still sitting there, holding a teacup, his dark eyes staring directly at her.
She pursed her lips, her small face tense, and remained silent for a long time.
The man casually set down his teacup and slowly looked down at his feet.
Jiang Zhuoying followed his gaze and looked down, only then noticing that the walnut cake that had fallen off the embroidered shoe was scattered around the edge, the scattered cake even stained with the embroidery pattern on it.
In her haste, she didn't care about anything else.
The anger and embarrassment of being seen through surged to her throat, and she bit her lip, speaking against her true feelings.
"Your Majesty, I think it is excellent. Miss Lin is outstanding in both appearance and temperament."
Without a moment's hesitation, the man turned his head abruptly and said, "Chu Yixin."
"Ah, ah? What are your orders, sir?"
Chu Yixin was still standing by the window, not daring to look up at the scene inside the room.
"Go and invite Miss Lin up for a chat."
Chu Yixin lowered her head further and lowered her voice: "Yes."
Jiang Zhuoying frowned subconsciously, her heart twisting into a knot, feeling both suffocated and extremely uncomfortable, and impatience instantly burst from her throat.
"Since I have already seen her, and I am a little tired now, Your Highness, if you wish to see her, please go see her alone." She turned around, her back to him.
"Is the Crown Princess telling the truth?"
The man's voice behind her was slightly deep, and Jiang Zhuoying's spine went numb instantly, freezing her in place.
She felt incredibly suffocated and agitated, caught in a dilemma with no way out.
This was clearly something she orchestrated, so why is she being so hesitant now that it's finally happening?
"Speak, and I will not appear."
His voice softened slightly at the end, carrying a hint of coaxing.
Jiang Zhuoying's hands involuntarily clasped together, and when she looked up, she saw two maids frantically giving her meaningful glances.
She ignored it and looked away, staring down at her tangled fingertips. After a while, she finally stomped her foot as she pleased.
"What's the use of telling them? Eunuch Chu has already gone down to invite them!"
Her tone carried a hint of reproach that she herself was unaware of, and she didn't know why she was being so reproachful.
Clearly, everything was unfolding exactly as she had envisioned.
Qi Fan's actions were all in accordance with her wishes, so why was she so irritable and easily angered?
She had a vague answer in her heart, but she dared not think about it in detail. How could she have such a thought?
Qi Fan is the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince is the future Emperor. If she really falls in love with him and doesn't want him to take a concubine, then her suffering days are yet to come.
She bit her lip tightly, suppressing the restless desire in her heart, and pinched her thumb hard to force herself to change her words.
"Your Highness, you should go!"
It was bound to happen sooner or later. If she were to take someone else, she wouldn't be as good as Lin Yun, whom she had personally chosen!
She was a little unhappy, but she could bear it.
Now that she's no longer in the Duke's mansion and without the protection of her parents and younger brother, she can't be so willful.
Lin Yun is a good girl. As long as she and her father are willing, becoming the Crown Prince's concubine would be beneficial to her!
Jiang Zhuoying kept trying to mentally prepare herself.
"Too late." The man's voice behind him was filled with coldness.
Is it too late?
Jiang Zhuoying suddenly turned around. What did "too late" mean?
She was taller than Qi Fan when she stood up, but she was still easily overwhelmed by his aura.
Once she turned around, her wet eyelashes and red eyes were clearly visible.
The man's tense lips relaxed slightly: "If you're upset, why say such hurtful things?"
He reached out his arm, leaned forward, grabbed Jiang Zhuoying's arm, and pulled the reluctant girl over.
The man's face remained composed, but a barely perceptible warmth lingered in his eyes: "Have I not said that a ruler's word is law, and there is no reason for me to take it back?"
"I'm not Jun." She said somewhat awkwardly.
Jiang Zhuoying looked away, unwilling to meet his gaze: "It's not just something I said in anger. It's all written in the palace rules. This is the duty of the Crown Princess."
"Is it so difficult for me to win the Crown Princess's heart?"
Jiang Zhuoying casually replied, "Your Highness is my whole being, including my heart."
The man frowned, and his thin lips were pressed into a line.
"really?"
He reached out and pinched her pointed chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.
Jiang Zhuoying instinctively looked away: "Is the Crown Prince drunk? As the Crown Princess, I am naturally devoted to you."
There's nothing wrong with what she said.
But Qi Fan suddenly stood up, turned around and hugged her from behind, helping her into a seat. In the blink of an eye, the two had switched seats.
Jiang Zhuoying sank into the armchair, the man's arms supporting her on either side. In front of her was a familiar sweet and cool fragrance, and when she looked up, she saw his dark eyes.
She was completely captivated by his world.
Qi Fan suddenly lowered his head and lightly kissed her lips, then pulled away.
"I am not referring to the true feelings here."
His gaze slowly moved down, along her chin, neck... and finally to her left chest.
"This is it."
His voice was hoarse.
Almost the instant his words fell, Jiang Zhuoying felt her heart race.
"Plop plop plop~" It sounded like it was about to jump out of his throat.
"What does Your Highness mean by this?" she retorted instinctively. "My true feelings naturally come from this."
“A-Zhuo”.
The man stared intently at her and called her name, his voice slightly cold.
"You understand what I mean."
Jiang Zhuoying's brow twitched, and she lowered her eyes, feeling extremely irritated.
Why would Qi Fan suddenly say something like that?
Such words should not have come from the mouth of a prince like him.
For him, a little sincerity in marriage is enough.
The rest should be about utilization, control, and retaliation...
She wanted to be a good Crown Princess and have a smooth journey with him, but that didn't mean she was infatuated with him, much less that she wanted to possess him entirely.
What she really wanted to do was to help her father and Chengyun out of their predicament, and then help the Duke of Ruiguo's mansion.
Thinking of this, she slightly raised her charming peach blossom eyes, and the man's tall figure was reflected in her brown pupils.
She stretched out her slender white fingers and tugged at the fabric on his arm: "Brother Crown Prince, A-Zhuo understands what you mean, but what A-Zhuo said is also true."
She glanced down slightly, then looked up again: "If it weren't for my true feelings, why would my heart be beating so fast?"
"If you don't believe me, Crown Prince, feel it?"
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