Yan Li hadn't expected Wen Yichu's reaction to be even stronger than hers, but, "Your Highness, have you forgotten that she is also engaged to your good second brother?"
"Although she was only a concubine."
Wen Yichu gritted her teeth, and the next moment she turned Yan Li's body upright, pinning her against a pillar. She gently pinched Yan Li's chin with her fingers, wanting to kiss her.
Feel for yourself if kissing those sharp, witty lips will sting.
But Yan Li's eyes held a mixture of surprise and fear. In the end, he didn't dare to frighten her. Instead, he slowly leaned down and looked her in the eye.
"Yan Li, you are my wife, and I can protect you, so you don't need to be afraid of any demons or monsters."
"She's just a concubine's daughter, a mistress who hasn't even started dating yet but is already trying to climb into another prince's bed. Even if you beat her to death, no one can touch a hair on your head."
Yan Li didn't know what to say, and only after a long while did she retort in a voice as low as a mosquito's buzz: "...We're not married yet."
Wen Yichu was almost furious. After a long while, she finally spoke with a heavy heart: "You really know how to make me angry."
"There are only three months left until our engagement. Unless I die, you will be my wife and the Crown Princess."
Wen Yichu didn't like the way Yan Li was looking at her now.
There was no love, only wariness, as if he were the demon who would devour her flesh and blood and harm her life.
Wen Yichu wanted to bite him, to let him know that he was different from those demons and monsters outside, but he just couldn't.
He had gone to great lengths to get Yan Li to open up to him a little, so he couldn't rush things.
Life is still long, and he will teach her how to use him, and he will gladly do whatever she wants, no matter what she thinks.
When Yan Li unexpectedly met Wen Yichu's gaze, her heart suddenly became flustered. She wanted to look away, but the hand on her chin left her with no way to avoid it.
Wen Yichu looked at Yan Li: "Did you remember?"
In the dimly lit room, the flickering candlelight allowed Wen Yichu to see every inch of Yan Li's exposed skin.
It's as soft and white as cream; I imagine it would feel even better to touch.
Wen Yichu's hand, which was holding Yan Li's chin, moved restlessly a few times before she said, "Speak, my dear A Li."
"I...I've remembered it."
Yan Li didn't want to hear Wen Yichu's sour words anymore. She felt her ears burning red and reached out to pry his hand away impatiently.
"Can't you just talk properly and stop hitting me? I'll listen."
Seeing Yan Li say this, Wen Yichu realized that she had acted too hastily.
The night had grown even deeper. Countless people in Chong'an were watching him. If he stayed in the Prime Minister's residence for too long, unpleasant rumors would likely spread.
"I'm leaving now. As for your half-sister, if you haven't taken action by tomorrow, I will have the Imperial Censors impeach my good father-in-law."
"Hmm... how about we impeach him for favoring his concubine over his wife, and now he even allows his illegitimate daughter to trample on his legitimate daughter?"
Wen Yichu spoke eloquently, but she would occasionally glance at Yan Li beside her out of the corner of her eye, afraid that she might say something inappropriate and offend her.
But Yan Li understood Wen Yichu's meaning perfectly well, and quickly said, "No, I'll handle it."
After hearing Yan Li's affirmative answer, Wen Yichu finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped exchanging pleasantries with her.
After seeing Wen Yichu leave, Yan Li breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no way to avoid it, and it was time to meet this half-sister who might have become an outsider.
At that moment, far away in Lin Ruoshu's room, which was also Yan Li's mother's room, Yan Baihui sneezed, thinking to himself with a sense of smug satisfaction:
It must be those old fogies in the court again.
Ever since he learned that his daughter was engaged to the Crown Prince, he was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred, wishing that it was his daughter who could be the one to marry him.
He made several attempts to test the waters, and even sent invitations to his daughter to banquets on several occasions.
Isn't it just that he wants to see if he can get things done by using his daughter's connections?
It's not upright or honest at all.
Yan Baihui despised those who played tricks.
Moreover, his daughter has a kind of good fortune that not everyone has.
This marriage was personally requested by His Highness the Crown Prince, enough for him to boast about in front of all the officials for years to come.
Hey, luckily he climbed high enough that no one will say his daughter is marrying above her station.
Lin Ruoshu, who had taken almost all of Yan Baihui's blankets, sighed after hearing the sneeze and eventually gave the blankets away again.
"Keep it on, don't catch a cold."
"I don't want to waste money on medical expenses."
Yan Bai was overjoyed, never expecting such a good thing to happen. He immediately and shamelessly pulled the person into his arms:
"My lady, it's all my fault. I'll send her to the country estate tomorrow and make sure she won't be an eyesore or ruin Youning's marriage to His Highness."
As for her marriage to the Second Prince, he felt she was not destined for it.
He never expected her to be so bold as to lie in wait after learning that he and the Crown Prince were discussing matters in the study. After he left, she used You Ning's name to invite His Highness for tea and then drugged him.
It's still an aphrodisiac.
If His Highness hadn't noticed something amiss in time, she would have really gotten a great deal.
"Let's see how Youning handles it." Lin Ruoshu sighed.
“We can’t always handle things for her. She’s destined to be the empress. If she has no skills and relies entirely on His Highness’s protection, it won’t last long.”
She was terrified.
If it were an ordinary man, the Prime Minister's mansion would certainly have protected him.
But that person is the Crown Prince. If he really betrays Youning in the future, even if they risk their lives, they may not be able to bring him back safe and sound.
“I think you’re overthinking this time, my lady.” Yan Bai hugged her tighter. “You must trust my judgment. The Crown Prince is not the kind of person who gets bored easily.”
Lin Ruoshu thought for a moment and did not deny the statement, but said, "Just because he is not doesn't mean others aren't. Don't forget how this girl came to be."
To say that Yan Jingzhi's mother, Aunt Su, was completely without guile would be impossible; it's highly unlikely that she would have climbed into someone's bed simply because of so-called affection.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have secretly become pregnant and then fled outside the mansion with the child in her womb, only bringing the child back after the child was safely born and reached its one-month milestone.
Now her daughter wants to follow in her footsteps, how can she not be angry?
"Madam, please don't worry too much. With His Highness's temperament, if someone really plots against him, he will not have a happy ending."
Yan Baihui was in the same court as Wen Yichu, so he naturally understood some things.
Upon hearing this, Lin Ruoshu said nothing more, but turned her body to the side and closed her eyes, clearly not wanting to say anything more to Yan Baihui.
When Yan Bai saw that his wife was ignoring him, he could only shut his mouth and go to sleep.
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