Chapter 729 You should find someone else to be the Crown Princess.
Gu Qingchen came out of Qingfeng Tower angrily, with a fire in his chest that he had no place to vent.
The crowd on the street watching the excitement had not yet dispersed, pointing and talking at her departing figure.
As soon as she walked down the steps, the luxurious carriage with the Eastern Palace logo stopped silently in front of her.
The car curtain opened, revealing Zhao Chenan's cold face.
"Get in the car." His voice was not loud, but it carried an irresistible command.
Gu Qingchen didn't even look at him, walked around the carriage and was about to leave.
"Gu Qingchen," Zhao Chen'an's voice turned eight degrees colder. "I asked you to get in the car. Do you want everyone in the capital to come and watch us fight in the street?"
His eyes swept over the people around him who were peeking around, and the threat in his eyes was self-evident.
Gu Qingchen paused and took a deep breath. After all, he didn't want the reputation of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to be completely lost in front of him.
She turned abruptly, stepped on the footstool without a word, and got into the carriage.
The car curtains dropped, blocking out all sight and sound from the outside world.
The space inside the carriage was not small and was filled with the finest ambergris, but the atmosphere was so oppressive that it made people feel breathless.
"Gu Qingchen, do you still remember your identity?" Zhao Chenan spoke first, his tone full of rebuke.
Gu Qingchen raised his eyelids and sneered, "Identity? What identity? Crown Princess?"
She looked at him sarcastically as if she had heard some ridiculous joke. "How could I, Gu Qingchen, deserve such respect from His Highness? But I never wanted to be the Crown Princess."
"It's none of your business!" Zhao Chen'an's patience was completely exhausted. He stared at her and spoke each word with clarity. "This is the Emperor's order. It's my will, and it's also the will of the royal family. Gu Qingchen, you have no choice!"
"I don't have a choice?" Gu Qingchen retorted sharply, "In this world, besides birth, old age, sickness and death, is there anything else that I, Gu Qingchen, don't have a choice about?"
Looking at her appearance of being covered with thorns and unwilling to bend, the anger in Zhao Chenan's eyes gradually turned into a hint of helplessness and frustration.
He leaned back against the car wall, rubbed his furrowed brows, and his voice suddenly became low.
"I like you."
The sudden three words made the car quiet in an instant.
"I've liked you since I was a kid." He looked at her with a complicated expression. "I like your boldness, your liveliness, and how you're different from those wooden people in the capital who follow the rules."
Gu Qingchen was stunned.
But it was only for a moment.
She quickly came to her senses, and the sarcasm on her lips became even stronger: "Okay, you like me."
She leaned forward slightly, her eyes, startlingly bright, staring straight at him.
"What about Princess Jiahe? Who is she?"
Zhao Chenan was stunned by her question, and a trace of annoyance flashed across his face.
He sighed helplessly, as if explaining, or as if trying to convince himself.
"I am the crown prince, the future emperor. The affairs of the harem are not something I can do as I please. I need to balance the forces of all parties and appease the hearts of the court officials."
"That's a nice thing to say."
Gu Qingchen interrupted him mercilessly and laughed mockingly.
"To put it bluntly, if there's no Princess Jiahe, there will still be Princess Lihe and Princess Zhanghe. You have three thousand beauties in your harem, and I, Gu Qingchen, am just one of your many women, right?"
She sat up straight, with an innate pride on her face.
"My father has only had one woman in his life, my mother. He never took concubines or maids. My mother has long said that the daughters of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion are not allowed to share a husband. My husband is also not allowed to have three wives and four concubines."
She stared at him, her eyes sharp as a knife.
"The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion can only recruit sons-in-law."
"I can't go to your Eastern Palace anymore. You should find someone else to be the Crown Princess."
Zhao Chenan's face darkened inch by inch.
The air pressure around him was terribly low, and the majesty of an emperor was fully displayed in the narrow compartment.
He stared at Gu Qingchen intently and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
"For Lin Jiayou?"
Gu Qingchen seemed to be amused by his words. She stared at him, unable to believe her ears.
"Zhao Chen'an, are you mentally ill? Or are there chicken feathers stuck in your ears?"
"I said, don't I understand what people say?"
She pointed at her nose and spoke word by word, her voice not loud but powerful.
"Looking for a son-in-law! Looking for a son-in-law! Do you understand?"
"How about," she looked at his sullen face and suddenly smiled brightly, but the words she said could infuriate anyone to death, "you give up the throne of Crown Prince and marry into my Zhenguogong Mansion?"
"How outrageous!"
Zhao Chenan's anger was finally completely ignited at this moment.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Qingchen's wrist with such force that he almost crushed her bones.
Those eyes that usually had a certain gentleness in them now only had the coldness and brutality of a superior.
He stared at her intently, as if he wanted to see through her completely.
"Marry into the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion? Gu Qingchen, do you know what you are talking about?"
His voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, and every word was chilling. "Are you humiliating me, or provoking the royal family?"
Gu Qingchen felt pain in his wrist and frowned tightly, but there was no fear on his face.
She raised her other hand and, one by one, forcefully pried open his fingers that were restraining her.
"I'm just stating a fact." She broke free, tucked her red wrist back into her sleeve, and spoke in a terrifyingly calm tone, "Your Highness has his own Yangguan Road, and I, Gu Qingchen, have my own single-plank bridge. Since our paths are different, there's no need to force it."
Her calmness made Zhao Chenan feel more frustrated and angry than any fierce resistance.
He seemed to have exhausted all his strength and leaned back against the car wall, his chest heaving violently.
He looked at the bright and stubborn face in front of him, and for the first time realized that this woman whom he thought he was sure to win was actually an eagle that could not be caged.
"Good, that's a good saying. People with different ideals cannot work together." Zhao Chenan suddenly laughed, but there was no warmth in his laughter.
He raised his hand and knocked hard on the car wall.
"parking."
The carriage stopped immediately.
"Get out." He looked out the window, no longer looking at her, his voice as cold as ice.
Gu Qingchen didn't hesitate at all. He straightened his clothes, straightened his back, turned around, lifted the curtain of the car, and jumped out swiftly.
She didn't even look back at the carriage that represented supreme power, and walked straight towards home.
Inside the carriage, Zhao Chenan listened to her receding footsteps and punched the low table in front of him hard.
The fine rosewood low table made a dull thud.
Qian family courtyard.
Qian Zhenyun was standing under the osmanthus tree in the yard, holding a pair of scissors in his hand, slowly trimming the branches and leaves.
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