As Wuyou had predicted, the Third Prince's face turned ashen when he saw the person being brought out. He didn't even care about Jiang Changle's feelings and turned to leave. Jiang Changle followed behind like a submissive wife, constantly explaining until she got into the carriage, her voice still audible.
That afternoon, the Jiang residence received a visitor as expected—the Fifth Prince. He was still dressed in his familiar white robes, his face as handsome as jade, gentle and refined, yet his mere presence gave off a warm and welcoming feeling. However, Wuyou was not deceived by his appearance.
"I didn't know you were the Fifth Prince before, so I was impolite. Please forgive me, Fifth Prince." Wuyou said calmly as she took a sip of her tea, her tone devoid of much apology.
The Fifth Prince did not answer, but stared intently at Wuyou with his sharp eyes, as if trying to see into the depths of her soul. His tightly pursed lips revealed his extremely bad mood and conflicted heart.
A sudden thud... the sound of a ceramic teacup being placed on the table interrupted the Fifth Prince's thoughts. A clear, crisp sound rang out, carrying a refreshing coolness.
"If the Fifth Prince came here just to keep an eye on me, then forget it." Wuyou frowned, seemingly displeased, and waved his hand, preparing to see the guest out.
"Wuyou, you were reborn, weren't you?" After a long while, the Fifth Prince finally spoke, staring intently at Wuyou, not wanting to miss a single expression.
"..." Wuyou looked up at the Fifth Prince. The usually shrewd and calculating man was acting so impulsively. It seemed he was really in a hurry! Thinking about it, it made sense. He had lost the advantage he thought he had after being reborn, and everything was developing in a strange direction. It was normal for him to be a little flustered.
"What makes you say that, Fifth Prince?" The question was neither affirmative nor negative, leaving the speaker puzzled by the ambiguous attitude.
"You loved me so much in my past life, how could you be involved with my father? Wuyou, what are you thinking? I wronged you in my past life, but I am making it up to you in this life. In just a few days, you will be mine. I will cherish and love you and never let you suffer."
The Fifth Prince frowned slightly, his expression pained and conflicted, his eyes looking forlorn and pitiful, as if he were the one who had been bullied and betrayed, while Wuyou had become the heartless man.
Wuyou was so angry at this person's shamelessness that she almost laughed. She never expected that the Fifth Prince was such a good actor!
"Fifth Prince, we have no relationship in this life. I will be your father's woman, your mother's concubine. Please show some respect and don't say anything nonsensical to me. We have no relationship." Wuyou frowned, pursed her lips, and looked displeased, not even glancing at the other person.
"Wuyou..." The Fifth Prince felt a surge of joy. The fact that Wuyou was angry with him meant that he still held a place in her heart. The next step was much simpler. He quickly stepped forward, took Wuyou's right hand, and knelt down on one knee with deep affection.
As he spoke, a few clear tears welled up in the man's deep, affectionate phoenix eyes. He placed one hand in front of his eyes, looking as if he were in unbearable pain.
"I'm sorry. I tried my best to make it up to you, but I couldn't see my own heart clearly. I only realized it after you left, and it was too late to regret it."
The man's sweet words flowed like water, each one striking a chord in the young woman's heart, making her flutter with excitement. But Wuyou's heart remained completely unmoved; instead, she felt a sense of disgust. She had never liked men who only talked the talk but didn't walk the walk.
She guessed the other party's intentions and decided to test her skills against them!
"Don't say anymore. I believe in your feelings for me, but unfortunately we are destined to be apart. It's impossible for us now." As she spoke, Wuyou turned her head to wipe away the tears in her eyes, sniffed, and looked pitiful.
"Wuyou, I don't believe we're not destined for each other. I'm determined to stay with you forever and let you live a carefree life." The Fifth Prince clenched his fists slightly, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Do you want me to be like I was in my past life?" Wuyou stopped moving, her hand gradually losing strength and slipping from the Fifth Prince's grasp. Her tone was light and airy, like cotton wool in the wind, utterly helpless.
"I... Although my father is very good to me, I have to do something unfilial for your sake." The fifth prince lowered his head, looking utterly dejected, and reached out to grab Wuyou's skirt as if grasping at the last straw.
If his father had previously valued and favored him, he had recently become increasingly distant and unfriendly towards him, clearly harboring resentment over the matter of his proposal to marry Wuyou.
Having been emperor for so many years, he naturally understood the nature of an emperor. It was unbearable for a man, especially an emperor, for his son to covet his woman.
Who knows, one day his father might remember this and not tolerate him anymore, then he would be in danger. He absolutely cannot allow himself to be in danger, so he has no choice but to strike first.
"I thought you had changed, but I didn't expect you to be the same as before. Go away, I don't want to see you again." Wuyou shook her head, pulled back her skirt, and left coldly.
“Wuyou…” The Fifth Prince collapsed to the ground, heartbroken, his voice weak. Wuyou paused, but did not turn back, quickly turning away with hurried steps.
"..." The Fifth Prince, who witnessed this scene, seemed to be deep in thought. Based on his understanding of Wuyou, as long as he kept pushing her, things would definitely work out. After all, this woman loved him to death.
That's good too. The sooner his father passes away, the sooner he can ascend the throne, and the smoother things will be compared to his previous life. This is an excellent thing for him.
Jiang Wuyou is truly his lucky star!
In March, spring was in full bloom, the sky was clear and the air was crisp. The willows along the river were already sprouting new buds. On such a fine day, the fiery red phoenix carriage stopped in front of the Jiang residence to welcome its master.
Although she could not be given the title of Empress Wuyou, she enjoyed the same treatment and prestige. When the phoenix carriage left the palace, everyone was shocked, further refreshing their understanding of Wuyou's imperial favor.
Dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, she looked even more magnificent and festive. The dragon and phoenix veil on her head concealed her face and vision. With the help of her maid, Wuyou slowly stepped into the sedan chair and was carried to the palace.
Despite the swaying of the phoenix carriage and Qing's previously carefree heart, a sense of unease arose within him. His hands clenched together, unconsciously tightening their grip. This was, in all his lifetimes, the first time he had formally married, and far from feeling uncomfortable, he felt a strange joy.
"Is Your Highness hungry? His Majesty specifically instructed me to prepare some of Your Highness's favorite pastries, which are in the food box in the phoenix carriage. If you would like some, please have a snack first!"
The palace maid, dressed in green, was pretty and spoke gently. Her hands were placed on her abdomen, exuding an air of dignity. She was Green Willow, a trusted palace maid specially chosen by Zhou Huaijin for Wuyou. She was reliable and experienced in her work and had won Wuyou's favor from the start.
"Okay." Wuyou nodded gently, a smile appearing on her lips as she looked at the pastries in her hand.
She thought, "I will definitely be happy."
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