Chapter 395 Robust Imperial Consort 6 "Young Master~ Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I haven't finished speaking yet."
Zi Xi walked around to stand in front of him, her phoenix eyes slightly raised, shimmering with light.
Ling Siran's steps were forced to stop, his tall body stiff as iron.
He kept his eyes down, not daring to look at her, but his tightly pursed lips and slightly heaving chest betrayed the turmoil in his heart.
His previous defense was already excessive, and to be alone with the eldest princess now would be a breach of etiquette, and his heart was in complete turmoil.
"Your Highness...please speak."
Ling Siran's voice was low and deep, carrying a deliberate air of aloofness.
Zi Xi didn't care. She moved closer and her gaze swept over his face, which had distinct features but looked particularly cold and hard due to his nervousness.
As dusk deepened, a soft, warm light bathed his strong features, unexpectedly softening some of his aggressive appearance.
"Little Ling'er, listen carefully."
“Here, there is no divorce, only widowhood.”
"Moreover, I will never take servants in my residence; one person is enough."
"We don't need any offspring. Have you thought it through before marrying into this family?"
Zi Xi dropped her joking expression, and for the first time, a hint of seriousness appeared in her phoenix eyes. She also lowered her voice.
After I finished speaking, I observed his reaction.
These words struck Ling Siran like a thunderclap.
He abruptly raised his head, his light brown eyes filled with disbelief and shock, his pupils even slightly contracting at the audacity of this outrageous promise.
One life, one love, one partner?
Never accept service?
No need for offspring?
How...how is this possible?
In a world where women are revered, wives take many husbands to demonstrate their power, and procreation is taken for granted, such a promise is simply a fantasy.
Even the most ordinary woman, if she has a little wealth, will take a few concubines or maids, let alone the princess in front of us, who is most likely to inherit the throne in the future!
Such a promise, uttered so casually by her, sounded more like a carefully crafted, irresponsible joke.
Was this a test, or another form of teasing?
After the initial shock, Ling Siran felt a profound sense of powerlessness and a stinging pain that he himself was unaware of.
"Your Highness, such a promise is of utmost importance and should not be made lightly..."
Ling Siran's voice was dry, yet exceptionally clear.
Does this mean I don't believe her?
Zi Xi narrowed her eyes.
She offered such a bargaining chip, yet she still couldn't gain even a shred of his trust.
However, considering her reputation over the past few years, it seems that she doesn't have much credibility.
"Shouldn't it be agreed to lightly?"
"Then why did you accept the imperial decree? Was it simply because... you feared it would bring disaster upon your General's Mansion?"
Zi Xi repeated his words, her tone revealing neither joy nor anger.
"You can rest assured that since I have made this promise, I will certainly keep it."
She took a step closer, her breath almost brushing against his chin.
However, Ling Siran's reaction once again surprised her.
"Although my mother was a military general, she was upright but not unreasonable. She often said that fame and fortune were all illusions. She and my father only wished that I could find someone who truly cared for me in this life, and that I could live a peaceful and happy life."
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