Chapter 99 Forced Marriage "I agree."
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Mu Miaohua was closest to them, so she overheard their conversation.
Those resolute and bright eyes softened considerably when they looked at Shen Qinglu, revealing a hint of satisfaction and appreciation, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.
Perhaps sensing that Shen Linlang was looking at her, she turned to meet Shen Linlang's gaze, her smile deepening.
When good friends meet, it's not the time for small talk or pleasantries.
She gestured to the palace maids and eunuchs behind her, and several of them immediately stepped forward carrying things.
"Your Highness, please change your clothes."
Feng Chengying placed her hand on hers, raised her chin slightly, and followed her into the house to change.
The crowd waited respectfully outside, quiet and expectant.
"I wonder what Ah Ying would look like in women's clothing?" Yu Jingliang whispered to Mu Lin, his tone clearly excited, which was uncontrollably revealed in his eyes.
Mu Lin was also curious, but not as excited and expectant as him.
He was so excited that he kept rubbing his hands together. "Do you think we can still spar with Ah Ying in the future? She's wearing a skirt, so it might be difficult for her to fight. She's still a princess, so it's impossible for her to play around with us. Ah Lin, do you think he'll ever come back to the Divine Martial Camp..."
As he spoke, his mood gradually declined, and he finally sighed, the excitement in his eyes replaced by melancholy.
"She probably won't go back," Mu Lin comforted him, seeing his reaction. "If we challenge her to a match in private, she'd probably be willing."
He gave an "oh" sound, looking somewhat listless.
More than half an hour later, the tightly closed door opened.
All the palace servants shouted, "Welcome, Your Highness!"
Everyone turned to look at the most noble girl in the Great Ye Dynasty.
The dazzling pheasant crown, the dark blue palace dress embroidered with gold, the dignified and solemn makeup, and the gold ornament on the forehead all exuded the glory and nobility of the imperial family.
"So this is what he looks like in women's clothing. He really is a princess." Yu Jingliang murmured, then grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, full of youthful energy.
This smile happened to fall right into Feng Chengying's eyes, and her eyes flickered slightly, as if a hint of shyness flashed across them.
As soon as the princess's procession appeared, the people everywhere looked up to her, accompanied by noisy discussions.
The princess, who had not appeared in public for ten years, had actually been in the capital all along, and was a member of the Divine Martial Camp. She had risen to the rank of commander of a thousand men through her own abilities, which shocked the world.
People were talking animatedly, their spittle flying everywhere.
Those who had dealt with the Divine Martial Guard, met Feng Chengying, or even spoken to him were eager to spread the word.
The news of Princess Luanhe's return spread like a strong wind, quickly reaching every corner of Donglin City, including the unmarked houses.
Inside the tightly sealed room, the lights were always on, day and night.
"...The princess's entourage stopped at the entrance of the Shen residence to pick up Luan and the princess. It is said that the princess did this to support Miss Ali, and even revealed her true identity for Miss Ali, which shows how much she values Miss Ali."
The atmosphere in what was already a secluded space became even more oppressive, and Qin's mother felt extremely short of breath, her voice growing softer and softer.
Yu Qingxue looked as if she had been struck by lightning, all her emotions written on her face. "How could this be? She's just a distant relative of a marquis's family. How did she become Princess Luanhe?"
She was both shocked and anxious, and asked Yu Liuzhu, "Tang'er, now that wretched girl has the princess backing her up, who would dare to touch her? What do you think we should do?"
Yu Liuzhu had a gloomy face and her lips were pressed down. No matter how exquisite her makeup was, it could not hide her haggard appearance. Her whole face looked droopy and she looked indescribably dejected.
She twisted the handkerchief embroidered with crabapple blossoms into a rope, making the exquisitely embroidered flowers look as if they had been kneaded and crushed, just like her mood at that moment.
"Yu Li!"
As she squeezed out those two words through her teeth, her hand loosened, and the tightly twisted handkerchief came undone. But the once lifelike crabapple blossoms were now wrinkled beyond recognition, no longer possessing their former exquisite beauty.
"It's all her fault! If it weren't for her, things wouldn't have turned out this way."
"Yes, it's all that wretched child's fault!" Yu Qingxue echoed bitterly, feeling more and more regretful as she thought about it. "If I had known this would happen, I should have been more ruthless back then."
She should have kept her words to herself, because as soon as she said them, she immediately felt Yu Liuzhu's icy gaze.
If the person Yu Liuzhu hates the most right now is Shen Qinglu, then how could Yu Liuzhu not be angry with her for having the opportunity to kill her but not doing so, instead leaving the trouble unresolved?
The resentment and blame in his eyes were clear, mixed with a hint of disdain.
She was a little scared, but felt that this was how it should be.
"She's just a princess, nothing special..."
"You've got quite the nerve." Yu Liuzhu frowned, looking at her with displeasure.
Her gaze darted around, a strange look flashing in her eyes. "If the Second Prince had succeeded back then, it's hard to say who the princess would be..."
“Madam,” Qin Mama abruptly interrupted her, a hint of urgency in her expression, “They were somewhat hesitant to attack us before. Now that Miss Ali has the princess as her backer, do you think she might retaliate against us?”
"She's just a princess, what's there to be afraid of!" She curled her lip. "This world will belong to Prince Xin sooner or later. Not to mention a princess, even His Majesty will have to give way. Tang'er, don't worry, they won't be smug for long."
Yu Liuzhu snorted coldly and glanced at her, "You must never say such things in front of others, lest you implicate me."
"I understand." She flattered, her humble posture unlike that of a mother. "Don't worry, I remember everything you told me. Tang'er, I've said it before, I'm willing to do anything as long as you're well."
Such words would undoubtedly be a show of loyalty, but the fact that they are mother and daughter makes it sound especially strange.
Yu Liuzhu was displeased; instead, her face showed a mocking expression.
"You may leave."
Upon hearing this, Yu Qingxue hurriedly walked outside, with Qin's mother following closely behind.
Their hurried and fast departure only fueled Yu Liuzhu's anger.
Her face was extremely grim, and her breathing was erratic.
The events of this life and the events of her past life kept flashing through her mind. The things she had personally experienced and witnessed kept swirling around, constantly impacting her.
For a fleeting moment, it seemed as if a voice was reminding her that her past life was a grand deception.
Not only was her background fake, but her relatives were fake, her affection was fake, and even what she thought was fake. Even the identities of some people were fake.
Was everything just a lie?
No.
That's impossible.
Heaven has favored her, giving her a second chance at life, and it will surely grant her all her wishes.
As she thought this, she seemed to see a tall, slender man in the moonlight, calling her name with deep emotion, "A-Zhu, A-Zhu..."
Such heavy longing, such suppressed deep affection, must be real!
Even if it's not true now, it will definitely come true in the future.
*
The night was endless and silent.
The surroundings were shrouded in darkness, and the land seemed both vast and incredibly small.
Shen Qinglu knew she was dreaming; otherwise, how could she have returned to the doorstep of her home in her previous life? The bamboo outside was still growing lushly, and even in the darkness, one could feel the strong sense of spring.
"A-Zhu, where are you?"
The person inside must be looking for her; that familiar voice brought tears to my eyes.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say that she was right there, but no sound came out, and she couldn't move her feet.
The calls from inside the house grew more urgent, "A-Zhu, A-Zhu..."
"Brother, brother..."
She called out in her heart, wishing she could rush in.
Suddenly the door opened from the inside, and a hand reached out and grabbed her. "I've finally found you!"
She was overjoyed, but when she saw who had grabbed her, she was immediately horrified. She woke up in shock and suddenly met a pair of eyes that were exactly the same as those in her dream.
Deep, dark, and filled with terrifying danger.
"Did you have a nightmare?" The man's voice was low, and it even sounded somewhat gentle.
She stared blankly at the person in front of her, her dark eyes somewhat wooden and empty, and she looked genuinely frightened.
This person will never know that they are the very source of her nightmare.
When the man's hand reached out to her, she instinctively shrank back into the bed, then sat up, clutching the blanket, and yawned rather unceremoniously.
"Is there something you need that you came to see me so late?"
She secretly thought it was most likely because of Feng Chengying.
Feng Chengying has returned to the palace, and the whole court and the public must be discussing this matter, leading to many speculations.
"If you're asking about the princess, then I have nothing to say. I haven't met the princess many times, and our relationship is superficial, so it's hard to have deep conversations. The reason I sought her out when I was poisoned was simply because, among all those people, she was the only one I could trust."
"What nightmare did you have?" Mu Hanshi's slender fingers curled into a loose fist, then unfolded, gently resting on her hair. "Can you tell me?"
She suddenly felt as if she had fallen into the other person's hands, and there was no way to escape.
"cannot."
After saying that, she lowered her head to avoid the conversation.
Mu Hanshi's palm missed its target, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.
They're even avoiding him!
It was just a dream, so he didn't need to know. But he wanted to know everything else. Even if it wasn't by his own free will, he wanted to keep his A'Zhu firmly by his side and proclaim it to the world as perfectly legitimate.
In the past life, in this life, and in the next life, and the life after that!
The danger in his eyes hadn't diminished in the slightest. "What have you thought about that matter?"
So they came to force me into marriage.
Shen Qinglu thought to herself, glancing at the hourglass that was keeping time.
The third quarter of the hour of Zi (11:45 PM) is truly an auspicious time.
She yawned again, revealing her sleep deprivation after being awakened by a nightmare. Her jet-black hair cascaded down like a swaying black waterfall with her movements, exuding a natural charm.
Her still slightly sleepy, rosy face was full of casual ease, and her languid tone was like a murmur, "I agree."
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