If he leaves tonight, it will be a declaration to all the noble families in the world that Yan Bei Mo doesn't care about her.
As a princess of a fallen kingdom, without the protection of the Yan family, she would have no place to stand in the capital of Yan and would be killed at any time.
Yan Beimo turned his head coldly, "Didn't the princess want to resign?"
'----'
Seeing that she remained silent, he went to the washroom at the back.
Chu Changning watched his retreating figure and let out a slight sigh of relief.
She quickly glanced around, gritted her teeth, and forcefully pushed her arm back into place.
Her body was too weak, and the pain made her face contort.
After calming down a bit, Chu Changning rubbed his forehead and sorted out his thoughts.
She transmigrated into a melodramatic and tragic ancient romance novel.
The background is the late Southern Dynasties, a time of great turmoil and regional warlordism.
Here, powerful clans and aristocratic families held sway, imperial power fluctuated frequently, and the aristocratic families and the emperor jointly ruled the country. The Lanling Yan clan was the most prominent, while the Langya Wang clan, the Chenjun Xie clan, and the Qinghe Cui clan were the four top clans.
The powerful clans remain steadfast, while dynasties come and go. No matter how the imperial power shifts, the powerful clans always stand firm, leading the gentry of the land.
They used Zhongdu as the boundary, and their aristocratic families had long resided in Yandu City.
Yan Beimo was a young master from the prestigious Lanling Yan clan. Before he even reached adulthood, he became famous throughout the land for his victory against the Northern Rong and was granted the title of Marquis of Yan.
Within two years, he quickly gained control of the 560,000-strong wolf army in the north, becoming powerful and influential, and was known as the Wolf Lord of the North.
The original owner was the most noble Princess Jinling of the Southern Dynasty royal family, but she was born in a chaotic era with rebellions in various places.
To ensure the stability of his throne, her father, Emperor Shengwu, ordered the eldest princess to marry Shen Yan, the powerful chief minister.
But overnight, Shen Yan suddenly plotted a rebellion, overthrew the Southern Dynasty, killed the emperor, imprisoned his sister, donned the dragon robe, and ascended the throne.
She, the eldest princess, was also completely reduced to a slave of a conquered nation.
After the rebellion, the imperial power changed hands, and the powerful families refused to help the capital.
On his deathbed, the old emperor, in order to save his only princess, exchanged 100,000 troops for a marriage alliance with Yan Beimo, a scion of the prestigious Lanling Yan clan, in order to save her life.
Since ancient times, it has been customary for noble families to intermarry within their own clans and not to marry women from outside the clan; the imperial family was no exception.
This move made Princess Jinling a thorn in the side of the powerful families.
The original owner of this body knew the ending, and unable to bear the humiliation, committed suicide by poisoning herself, which is how she transmigrated into this body.
After sorting through the memories in his mind, Chu Changning took a deep breath.
Shen Yan is the male protagonist in the original book, and he and his royal sister staged a heart-wrenching love story.
In the original book, she only mentioned a few words.
Princess Jinling, at the age of eighteen, married Marquis Yan Beimo of Yan. On her wedding night, she committed suicide, her death a cruel one.
As for Yan Beimo, he is only mentioned briefly in the book. He uses his power to demonstrate the strength of his aristocratic family and is an obstacle for the protagonist Shen Yan to overthrow the notion that "the upper class has no poor families and the lower class has no noble families" and establish a prosperous world.
They are just cannon fodder in the book, which mainly tells the story of Emperor Shen Yan and his younger sister Chu Chang Le's torturous love affair in the capital palace.
Well, I guess I wasted my time reading this book.
Chu Changning looked up at the sky and sighed. Before he could think about it, he heard a rustling sound.
She immediately sat up, her posture dignified and serene.
The wedding candles inside the room were still burning. Yan Beimo had changed into a moon-colored robe. He was so aloof and his character was like polished, warm jade, or the bright moon in the sky, untouched by worldly affairs.
As he approached, the full moon outside the window enveloped the surroundings, adding a touch of frost.
Chu Changning sized him up a few times, thinking to himself.
He puts on a respectable facade, but when he wanted to kill her, he was ruthless and cruel. He's a hypocrite who's two-faced.
She thought this to herself, but said softly, "My lord, are you tired? You should rest early."
Yan Beimo didn't speak, and slowly walked towards the bed.
His face looked gentle, but his eyes were deep and indifferent.
Chu Changning moved her buttocks and stood up to make room for him.
The golden lion-shaped incense burner emitted wisps of smoke, and the room was eerily silent.
She felt flustered by his gaze, so she curtsied and went to the washroom at the back to wash up.
This young master from a noble family is full of ulterior motives and very difficult to please. Who knows what he's thinking?
However, he clearly intended to kill her just now, so why did he suddenly let her go?
Chu Changning was full of doubts, but the wedding dress she was wearing was too cumbersome, so she had to put aside her thoughts for the time being, walk to the dressing table, and take off the phoenix crown and jewels in her hair.
A fair face was reflected in the yellowish mirror.
With a delicate nose and beautiful eyes, her appearance was like spring water melting into snow, ethereal and dreamlike. Her willow-leaf eyes were like gentle spring breezes, and her eyes, filled with tears, stirred up ripples.
Her beauty is not like that of a stunningly beautiful woman; it is the kind of beauty that is subtle and gentle.
At first glance, it doesn't seem special, but upon closer inspection, it gives people a stunning and refined feeling.
She looked exactly like her; if she hadn't transmigrated into a book, she would have thought this was her past life.
Chu Changning thought to herself for a moment, then began to take off her clothes.
Although her figure wasn't as good as in her previous life, she still had a slender neck and shoulders, a slim waist and long legs. After all, she was a princess who had been pampered in the deep palace, and her skin was so soft and tender that you could squeeze water out of it.
She wiped herself clean of the oil before getting into the bath.
Because there was a man outside, Chu Changning didn't dare to delay. She quickly washed up, changed into a clean set of plain clothes, and went out.
Inside the room, Yan Beimo, dressed in white, leaned against the couch with his legs bent and elbows resting on his knees. The warm candlelight illuminated half of his face, making him appear gentle and calm.
She cleverly took a new quilt from the cupboard and spread it on the small couch next to her.
Yan Beimo glanced at her actions and suddenly chuckled.
The room was quiet when his laughter suddenly broke the silence, causing her to tighten her grip on the quilt.
"Princess Jinling, who never lifts a finger, is quite skilled at making the bed."
His voice was clear, gentle, and extremely pleasant to listen to.
Chu Changning felt a chill run down her spine. She turned around and said, "A princess from humble origins can't compare to a noblewoman."
After saying that, he gently smiled and waved to her.
"come over."
Chu Changning frowned slightly as she watched his movements, and slowly walked towards him.
The original book contains very little description of Yan Hou, so she doesn't know his true nature, but she can sense that he is ruthless and not at all like what he appears to be.
In those days, local warlords were frequently in turmoil, and various warlords vied for supremacy. On the surface, they obeyed the emperor, but in reality, they all harbored ulterior motives, and the imperial court was powerless to suppress them.
For example, Yan Beimo, who commands 560,000 troops, launched a southward offensive two years ago, repeatedly breaking through major passes in the Western Regions. He built the Xin Palace in Chaoge, north of Yan, and raised his private army.
After the world descended into chaos, they brazenly occupied nineteen cities in the south and successively conquered Gaozhou, Xingyang Prefecture, Nanzhou, and other places.
On the eve of their wedding, they captured Lingyang and returned stained with blood.
The aristocratic families never get involved in the struggle for imperial power. Even now, when the world is in chaos and the princes are fighting each other, the aristocratic families do not intervene. But then Yan Beimo comes along, blinded by greed.
Chu Changning couldn't help but sigh.
She inexplicably transmigrated into this world, and with such a complicated background, she needs to think carefully about how to proceed.
The thought had barely crossed her mind when suddenly, a hidden weapon flew past, causing her knees to buckle and her to fall to the ground.
The red dates, longans, and peanuts that she had thrown on the ground earlier were stuck under her, and the pain almost made her gasp for breath.
Chu Changning gasped, and it took him a long time to recover.
It was intentional, this guy definitely did it on purpose.
He was clearly a handsome and talented noble young master from Yandu, born into the most rule-abiding Lanling Yan clan. But in her eyes, this most law-abiding young master was secretly the most unruly and vengeful.
She threw dried fruit in his face before he took revenge.
She was angry inside, but didn't show it on her face. She supported her back and sat up, looking at the person sitting upright by the bed.
"Princess, don't be distracted while walking, you might fall."
He sat on the edge of the tatami mat, bent slightly, and reached out his hand to her with a soft laugh.
Chu Changning sneered inwardly and reached out to touch it.
For a moment, she seemed to lose her balance and pulled back forcefully, but the hand holding her was so strong that it seemed glued to her palm and she couldn't shake it off at all.
Her body stiffened, and just as she was about to straighten up, the hand holding her suddenly let go.
"ah---"
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