"Let's go out first. We'll stay right by the door. If we hear anything, we can come in."
Yingchun said with a grin, while muttering, "Besides, what is a grown man like Your Highness afraid of? My mistress is a weak woman and she's not afraid at all."
Uncle Han didn't want to hurt the woman, so he looked at Han Yuchen.
Seeing that the man had no expression, he knew there was no problem here, so he followed the little girl out.
Yingchun considerately closed the door, leaving only Zhenwang and Mengyao in the private room.
"Your Highness, I've asked you to come several times already."
Seeing that all the bystanders had left, Mengyao felt even more aggrieved, and tears welled up in her eyes, making them red and swollen. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought someone had bullied her.
"You have no idea how heartbroken I was when I found out you were missing. I asked my father to help me look for you. Our whole family went out to search, but we searched for a long time and still had no news of you."
“During those years, I cried every day. I was so worried, so afraid of hearing news that something had happened to you. Although I didn’t hear from you most of the time, I couldn’t help but comfort myself that no news was a good thing, it meant that you were still okay.”
"I heard you fell off a cliff. I don't believe it. I want to go see you, but Father won't allow it."
"Later, my family stopped looking for me, so I could only inquire at the old general's mansion. Your Highness, where have you been all these years? Have you been doing well?"
Mengyao asked tearfully, "If this were an ordinary man, he might have been moved."
After all, not everyone gets to experience such concern from a beautiful woman.
Han Yuchen listened quietly, and when she finished speaking, he only said one sentence: "Well, you're quite devoted. You were the Crown Prince's fiancée for a short time, it seems."
If his information is correct, not long after he disappeared, Mengyao became the Crown Prince's fiancée. The Crown Prince was quite pleased, and the news was publicized everywhere, known throughout the country.
“I, Your Highness, know my feelings for you. It wasn’t my intention. It was my father who forced me to do it.”
Han Yuchen was too lazy to use such an excuse anymore.
“I didn’t agree at the time, but Father said that as the eldest daughter of the Meng family, I must marry the Crown Prince. He had already been lenient with me by agreeing to my marriage to you before.”
Mengyao cried even harder as she spoke. She wanted Zhen Wang to go and comfort her, but unfortunately, the beauty was in love, but the man was not.
"Your Highness, have you met any women you like while you've been away all these years?"
Six years is a long time. Although Prince Zhen returned to the capital without bringing any female relatives, he is not young anymore and may already have a wife outside.
"Your Highness, you're meddling too much."
Hearing those cold and heartless words, Mengyao trembled with anger: "I...I was just concerned about you!"
"Need not!"
"You are now the Crown Princess, so let's not dwell on the past. Just live a good life with the Crown Prince!"
As Han Yuchen was about to turn and leave, Mengyao saw him about to leave, so she quickly stood up, lunged at him, and tried to hug him.
Han Yuchen didn't turn around, as if he had eyes in the back of his head. When Mengyao lunged at him, he took two steps to the left.
With a "thump," Mengyao fell face-first to the ground.
She had used too much force and wanted to hug Zhen Wang tightly, but she never expected that Zhen Wang would dodge.
This was a real blow; Mengyao's face slammed hard against the ground, and her nose hurt terribly.
What's going on here?
Han Yuchen looked innocently at the woman who had fallen to the ground and said helplessly, "How could you fall down while sitting properly? Your Highness, you are too careless."
After he finished speaking, he took a few quick steps. Mengyao looked at the man who had entered her life, and a surge of excitement welled up within her heartbreak. He wouldn't be indifferent to her injury.
Mengyao was waiting for Zhenwang to pick her up and gently comfort her.
Unfortunately, her wishful thinking fell short of reality. Han Yuchen had already stepped past her, flung open the door, and shouted loudly, "Your mistress has fallen! Quickly go in and help her up!"
Yingchun was completely dumbfounded. Fell down? Your Highness, are you serious? Right here in this private room, on flat ground, their master isn't blind, how could he possibly have fallen down?
However, she still hurried forward and finally saw the person lying on the ground, which seemed to really be her master.
"Your Majesty?"
"Doctor, find me a doctor!" Mengyao was now so ashamed she didn't know what to say. How could she have known that Prince Zhen was so clueless about romance?
However, she didn't realize that the previous Prince Zhen had always been indifferent to her and had never mentioned wanting to marry her.
As for how the engagement came about, doesn't Mengyao have any idea?
Because she was going out for a secret meeting with Prince Zhen, Mengyao couldn't bring many people with her. Yingchun carefully helped her up and helped Mengyao sit down. She considerately wiped Mengyao's face with a handkerchief, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there were no obvious injuries.
"Your Highness has gone too far. How could he let you fall like that?"
Yingchun muttered to herself, turning her head to look towards the door. The door to the private room was still open, but Zhen Wang was nowhere to be seen.
"That Prince Zhen is truly clueless about romance!" Yingchun stomped her foot angrily, then looked at Mengyao with a worried expression: "Your Majesty, this servant will go find a doctor right away!"
"No need, I'm fine."
Mengyao lowered her head, her eyes still red, but no tears fell. Her hands were clenched tightly on the table; her heart was in turmoil.
Zhen Wang's words just now hit her hard, especially the last part. After she rushed over, Zhen Wang actually ran away. Didn't he have any place for her in his heart?
Giving up like this? Mengyao felt a pang of reluctance. She still wanted a child. Just thinking about having a child with Prince Zhen made her heart burn with desire.
She will definitely raise that child well and strive to help him rise to a high position.
"Your Majesty, this Prince Zhen is truly ungrateful; he actually..."
Yingchun was about to complain again when Mengyao slapped her hard across the face.
"Shut up!"
Yingchun looked at her with a wronged expression; she was only feeling sorry for her master.
"Don't talk about him anymore!" Mengyao said calmly, glancing at Yingchun, who obediently lowered her head.
The two sat in the private room for a while longer, until Mengyao felt less uncomfortable, before leaving.
She thought she had done something flawless, but little did she know that news of what happened here had already spread to the south.
"Heh, I knew that kid wouldn't die!"
The crown prince spoke these words almost through gritted teeth.
That bastard is just too tough! That brat sent so many people to hunt him down, and he's still alive and well. He even took advantage of his trip south to return to the capital.
Even the Crown Prince wouldn't believe it if it were said that the Emperor wasn't behind it.
Sure enough, many of his men in the court were removed. But what good was that? The most important thing now was military power; he controlled the majority of the troops.
Even if the Prince of Zhen returns, he will be nothing more than a prince without any troops.
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