Just as Shang Xiye reached the entrance of the Ink Studio, she was blocked by Princess Zhaoping.
Moreover, Princess Zhaoping did not perform the usual bow, but knelt directly in front of him and cried, "Your Highness, I know that my previous actions did not please you; but my marriage to Your Highness was arranged by the late Emperor and my elders."
Since I was a child, I have only had the Prince in my heart when I heard this good news.
Firstly, to fulfill the wishes of parents and elders, to show filial piety, and to express the grief in their hearts.
Secondly, the prince is a hero of his time, one in a million, and truly a virtuous man.
Everything I have done is solely for the sake of living in harmony with Your Highness and my husband, growing old together in perfect accord. That is all.
"It's not that I can't tolerate that land... that I can't tolerate Princess Chonghe. I sincerely wish to reconcile with her and respect each other. I only ask that Your Highness, for the sake of the late Emperor and our ancestors, give me a chance to repent and start anew, and try to accept me as well."
Princess Zhaoping knelt on the ground, sobbing softly, her posture extremely humble.
A young girl of flower-like age is already as pitiful as a flower reflecting the morning dew; this kind of demeanor makes one's heart ache even more.
Shang Xiye was somewhat moved by her words.
I also felt sorry for her.
She still doesn't know that everything she has now, including her feelings for him, is just an illusion instilled in her by the Empress Dowager; in the Empress Dowager's game, she is just the most deeply harmed and pitiful pawn.
"If you want wealth and glory, I can give you that; if you want to live a free and peaceful life, I can give you that too," Shang Xiye said coldly and firmly. "But we will never be husband and wife in name or in reality. If you don't want to live with resentment for the rest of your life, you should give up on this idea as soon as possible."
Princess Zhaoping never expected him to say such heartless words. She suddenly looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, and said, "But we are already married..."
"You and I have never been married," Shang Xiye said coldly.
She and him...
Princess Zhaoping's eyelashes fluttered, and tears streamed down her face.
I recall the wedding ceremony that day, and the humiliating mess it all made;
Zhaoping slumped to the ground in despair: So that's what he meant.
"Is it true that you can give me anything besides our marital bond..." Princess Zhaoping's eyes were numb as she slowly raised them, landing on Shang Xiye's beautiful eyes, which seemed to hold the entire vast starry sky, beneath his golden mask.
Shang Xiye looked at her calmly and indifferently: "Besides the bond between husband and wife, we must also eliminate anything that might harm Yao Yao. I can consider all of these matters."
“Ah! Brother Xiye, you are so considerate to her…” Princess Zhaoping smiled sadly and self-deprecatingly: “But I never intended to hurt her.”
Perhaps, right now I really want to hurt her;
Because, Brother Xiye
Your tender care for her breaks my heart!
Princess Zhaoping's slender fingers, which were supporting her on the ground, clenched slightly into her palm, and she tried hard to hold back the tears that hadn't yet rolled down her cheeks. She choked back a few sobs, and her voice became more resolute than ever before: "Alright, Brother Xiye, I know that Doctor Xiao has returned to the capital. I want you to ask Doctor Xiao to treat Granny Chang's hand, is that alright?"
Wuying pursed her lips:
Doctor Xiao can't heal hands, he can chop them off. Do you need him?
"Dr. Xiao is not under my command, and whether he is willing to make house calls is not up to me, but I can ask him for you." Shang Xiye knew that this must be another of his wife's tricks, so he did not agree immediately.
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