Seeing the three people looking at her with concern and self-reproach, Ning Shuyao's lips curled up slightly, forming a faint yet charming smile.
Like a gentle breeze brushing across the lake in spring, light and serene.
Then, she slowly shook her head gently, indicating that she was alright.
In truth, she knew perfectly well that if she had simply confided in her third brother, given his unconditional affection for her, he would have certainly seized the Jiang family's property without hesitation.
But the court at that time was not just a place of undercurrents; it was a place of treacherous intrigues and lurking crises.
The various forces are deeply intertwined, forming a dense and impenetrable net, where a single move can have far-reaching consequences.
The treacherous officials formed cliques and factions, constantly scheming and plotting against each other, creating a chaotic and corrupt atmosphere in the court.
How could she bear to cause trouble for her third brother because of her own private matter, putting him in a dilemma and giving treacherous officials an opportunity to take advantage of him?
Ultimately, it was her stubbornness and obstinacy that were at play; she didn't want others to see her downfall and embarrassment, preferring to swallow all her grievances alone.
When the Emperor saw his younger sister shake her head, it felt as if an invisible hand had suddenly gripped his heart; a surge of tenderness welled up within him, overflowing in his eyes. How could he not understand his younger sister's feelings?
At that time, I had just ascended the throne, my foundation was not yet stable, and the court was filled with treacherous officials and surrounded by wolves.
Every day, just dealing with the endless stream of open and covert attacks and power struggles is exhausting and leaves one with no time to spare.
The princess must have known her own difficulties and didn't want to make things worse for herself, which is why she chose to endure it alone.
Thinking of this, the emperor was filled with self-reproach and secretly regretted his actions.
At that time, he did notice something amiss. His sister's procession had inexplicably shrunk, and the once grand and imposing entourage had become sparse.
Her face grew increasingly haggard; her once bright and beautiful face had lost its radiance, leaving only dark circles under her eyes and pale skin.
His expression was full of weariness and loneliness, his eyes were downcast, and he looked very sad.
But she naively believed her casual explanation, thinking that she was just low-key and didn't like to show off. Why didn't she pay more attention and dig deeper into the hidden story behind it?
Looking back now, I feel nothing but guilt for letting my sister down, and my eyes involuntarily redden slightly.
The two princes were also filled with remorse. If they had been in the capital at the time, would their princess have been able to tell them? Thinking this, their eyes turned red.
As Qin Qianluo watched everything unfolding on the light screen, she sighed with regret, "The circumstances of this princess back then are truly heartbreaking."
She grew up in the royal family, enjoying a life of luxury and privilege, and should have had a smooth and carefree life. However, she unexpectedly fell victim to the Jiang family. In the end, it was because she was too soft-hearted and had too many concerns.
Being affectionate is a good thing; in ordinary couples, it's the foundation of harmony. But in the den of wolves and tigers that is the Jiang family, it became a heavy shackle that imprisoned her.
She's also a bit love-struck. Her heart and eyes are only focused on Jiang Ling's good qualities; an occasional bouquet of withered flowers or a few sweet words from him are enough to make her swoon.
They completely ignored Jiang's mother's difficult behavior, choosing to be selectively blind and deaf.
In her heart, the bond between husband and wife was paramount. As long as Jiang Ling softened his stance even slightly, she would yield without any principles and swallow all her grievances.
Then look at Jiang's mother, her heart is more venomous than a snake or scorpion frozen in a thousand-year-old ice cave. She is full of evil schemes and racks her brains all day long to torment people in various ways.
She could find hundreds of faults in her morning grooming, made all sorts of demands regarding her meals, and imposed numerous restrictions on her travels, reducing the princess's entourage to a meager state and causing her to lose face in public.
And Jiang Ling, he's clearly a complete hypocrite!
He usually puts on a humble, polite, and gentle demeanor, like a rare and fine gentleman, but in reality, he is extremely selfish and self-serving.
They do nothing of substance, but they have a whole basketful of crooked ideas.
Despite being a direct descendant of the royal family, the eldest princess never mentioned wanting three husbands and four concubines or the pleasures of having multiple wives.
He brazenly took a concubine, completely disregarding the law and the dignity of the princess, as if the authority of the law and the princess's honor could be trampled upon at will.
Later on, he became even more arrogant, giving the princess attitude and frequently throwing tantrums, as if he really thought he was someone important.
What a waste of the princess's beauty and talent! To have her with him is truly a terrible mishap, a pearl cast before swine.
Ning Shuyao stood aside, never expecting that the novel and unfamiliar term "love-obsessed" would pop up again, and that it would actually be applied to her.
Although she didn't understand the exact meaning of the word, she could tell from the tone that it was not a compliment, but rather carried a hint of self-deprecation and mockery.
Just as he was pondering this, he heard Qin Qianluo speaking up for him.
A sudden warmth filled my heart, as if a gentle current was flowing through me, dispelling the lingering gloom of the past.
She subconsciously raised her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a slight smile appeared on her lips, like the shimmering waves on a lake on a summer night, gentle and moving.
001 chimed in, "Luo Bao is right. The Princess is a person of noble character, as pure as a white lotus on a snowy mountain peak, untouched by any dust."
She was as gentle and kind as a spring breeze on a branch, never cold, and her appearance was bright and beautiful, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, and lips like cherries.
She is a talented poet and painter, a truly rare beauty. To pair her with a scoundrel like Jiang Ling is like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung—a complete waste.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's a bit love-struck; she gave herself wholeheartedly, only to be left heartbroken.
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