"Miss Han, we are ultimately not meant to be. I will not make a fuss about what happened tonight. You will remain a lady of noble birth in Shengjing. From now on, we will each go our own way."
An Huaishou may have genuinely never liked Han Yuanyuan, which is why she spoke of the end with a sense of ease.
Han Yuanyuan said sharply, "An Huaishou, that's enough! Who do you think you are? Do you think I, Han Yuanyuan, would really care about you? You think I'd give up my status as a royal wife to take you? You're dreaming!"
Enraged, Han Yuanyuan uttered all sorts of vicious words.
She was not a lady by nature; she only pretended to be the kind of woman everyone expected for the sake of her reputation.
An Huaishou didn't recognize Han Yuanyuan at first, but after thinking for a moment, she smiled frankly: "Miss Han, after spending so many days with you, I feel that you are more real now. Miss Han doesn't necessarily have to go against her own heart to fulfill what others want."
After saying that, An turned around and left.
Han Yuanyuan watched An Hui's retreating figure, and for some reason, she burst into tears.
She told herself she couldn't cry, but the tears just wouldn't stop, and her sobs echoed in the darkness.
Her maidservant wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and comforted her, saying, "Miss, crying like this is bad for your health. With your looks and family background, why would you worry about not being able to marry into a good family?"
Han Yuanyuan understood the้็ (principles/reasons), but she knew that no matter how many outstanding men she met in the future, there would never be another An Huishou. She liked his restraint and politeness, and she liked the smiling eyes when he called her Miss Han, but that would never happen again.
If you miss it, it's a lifetime away.
Finally, Han Yuanyuan screamed at An Huishou's retreating figure, her voice hoarse with despair: "An Huishou, you will regret this. You will..."
An looked back without stopping and strode away.
Han Yuanyuan cried for a long time, until her tears dried up and her voice became hoarse, before she left the garden rockery under the cover of night, supported by her maid.
After she left, a sinister figure flashed through the darkness, its eyes filled with venom.
"Is the Crown Prince jealous? Meiji knows that the Crown Prince has been frequently trying to curry favor with the Han family. This Miss Han is also of excellent figure and demeanor."
The eldest prince said disdainfully, "Even the best can't compare to you, my little darling!" The eldest prince hugged the beautiful concubine.
"Do you know why the old man put on this blessing ceremony today?"
"It seems to be Lord Lan's idea. I can't see anything else."
The eldest prince, always arrogant, said, "It seems that Lan Jingtang orchestrated this for the woman he fancys. It seems that even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. But that's fine too. Since he and Yi Chenli have both taken a liking to the same woman, they're bound to be at odds. In that case, I'm much more at ease. Let him make a scene."
Meiji pouted, still somewhat dissatisfied: "Then does the prince still want to marry a daughter from the Han family?"
"Marry her! Why wouldn't I? The Han family has been collecting dirt on many important officials in Shengjing for years. To get this kind of information, you have to pay a price. Now that Han Yuanyuan has been heartbroken by An Huishou, I can take advantage of her vulnerability."
Miki was unhappy.
The eldest prince, who was quite adept at understanding women's hearts, teased, "No matter which woman, in my heart, none can compare to you, my little darling! When things are settled, what is Han Yuanyuan compared to you? You will be my empress."
With a few sweet words, Meiji was once again coaxed into submission by Yi Chenxuan, willingly inquiring about information for him from the Emperor.
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