It shouldn't be like this.
Jun Zechen's eyes became even darker. He stepped forward firmly, stretched out his right hand, and lifted her chin without hesitation.
Su Jingyao had no choice but to raise her eyes and was forced to look him in the eye.
"Has Concubine Su forgotten your responsibilities? You are the concubine bestowed upon me by my father. How can you say that you have nothing to do with me?"
Jun Zechen's voice was cold but majestic. He was the prince, so what even if he was wrong?
He can refuse anyone, but no one can refuse him, and no one dares to disobey him like this!
Jun Zechen's tall body leaned forward slightly, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.
Su Jingyao's eyes were filled with confusion and grievance. She bit her lower lip lightly, and her slightly trembling body revealed her inner anger.
"Snap!" A crisp sound echoed in the air.
Su Jingyao resolutely opened the man's hand and then quickly took a step back.
Jun Zechen's face instantly became extremely gloomy, like the sky before a storm, cold and depressing.
"Concubine Su, do you know what it means to be insubordinate? Is this how the Su family raised you?"
Su Jingyao had endured his harsh scolding many times today, and finally, tears flowed out of her eyes like a flood.
"Your Highness, what exactly do you want me to do? On the first day I married into the Eastern Palace, Your Highness set rules for me, telling me not to interfere with the relationship between you and my sister. Haven't I done well enough?"
Her voice was choked, like a nightingale crying blood, heartbreaking.
Tears slid down her pale cheeks, like crystal pearls, dripping to the ground.
"How do you expect me to fulfill my duties as a concubine? Ever since I entered the Eastern Palace, Your Highness has repeatedly doubted and insulted me. I truly do not know what I have done wrong."
She raised her voice slightly, a hint of desperation in it.
Then, she murmured, "If Your Highness really dislikes me, I would rather never appear before Your Highness..."
Jun Zechen's heart trembled as he listened to the woman's questioning.
He himself didn't know what he wanted. He was extremely reluctant to marry her and even didn't want to have any contact with her. But what about now?
Seeing the woman's heartbroken expression and resolute words, he didn't want to do anything with her, didn't want to be a stranger to her.
Jun Zechen's lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
Then he sighed deeply, slowly reached out his hand, and gently wiped away the tears on the woman's cheek.
"I was wrong today, but I won't doubt you again. You did a great job. Everyone says the daughter of the Su family is the epitome of aristocratic young lady. I finally understand today that you are the only one who deserves this praise."
"I will try to buy you the medicine you gave me again."
After he finished speaking, Jun Zechen resolutely turned around and left.
After Jun Zechen's figure completely disappeared from her sight, Su Jingyao slowly raised her right hand, raised her scallion-like fingers, and gently wiped away the crystal tears still remaining in the corners of her eyes with her fingertips.
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing an imperceptible smug smile. Her smile was a bit cunning and calculating, like a little fox whose trick had succeeded.
The prey eventually fell into the trap carefully set by the hunter.
Jun Zechen walked slowly towards the Qiluan Palace, his eyes fixed on the front.
When he arrived outside the Qiluan Palace, Jun Zechen stopped, looked up and stared quietly at the plaque with three large characters "Qiluan Palace".
The plaque gleamed with golden light under the sunlight, but it could not dispel the haze in his heart.
In the past, every time he came here, his steps were always brisk, and his face was filled with a happy and relaxed smile.
But today, his steps seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, and every step seemed so difficult. He stood there, his brows tightly furrowed, and his two thick eyebrows seemed to be twisted into a rope, revealing his inner depression.
After hesitating for a moment, Jun Zechen finally walked into the Qiluan Palace.
Ling Yue saw Jun Zechen coming from afar, but found that he had lost his usual cheerful expression.
When Jun Zechen approached, Ling Yue couldn't help but sarcastically ask, "Your Highness, did you have a good rest last night?"
There was a hint of sarcasm and dissatisfaction in her voice.
When Jun Zechen heard this, his brows furrowed even tighter, with a hint of helplessness between his brows.
"I didn't have any relationship with the concubine last night."
After hearing this, Ling Yue remained calm on the surface, but her heart was already surging.
She never thought that Jun Zechen would still deceive her at this time.
Could it be that the words she heard last night were all her hallucinations?
Her husband pressed another woman who rejected him under him, and called her "Yaoyao" affectionately, claiming that Su Jingyao was his woman and had no right to reject him.
Ling Yue just felt that he was extremely ridiculous at this moment.
Tears gradually welled up in her eyes, and her heart was filled with grievance and pain.
She was a naturally hot-tempered person, and now she could no longer control her emotions, so she stood up suddenly.
The voice roared sharply, "Is it you who doesn't want to have a relationship with her, or is it she who doesn't want to have a relationship with you? Your Highness, don't you know?"
Jun Zechen's expression instantly turned gloomy. He stared at Ling Yue closely, the light in his eyes deep and complex.
"Yuer, do you know what you are saying?"
Under his gaze, Ling Yue gradually lowered her head, her lips trembling slightly. She wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
The anger and pain in her heart intertwined, making her unable to calm down.
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