“Yes, I did it intentionally,” Ning Wan’wan nodded, suppressing her urge to roll her eyes. Since Si Yi believed she did it on purpose, she decided to play along to further his dislike for her, hoping he would request to cancel the engagement to the Emperor and Empress.
“Hah, you finally admitted it.” Si Yi looked satisfied, like a magistrate solving a case.
Ning Wan’wan said impatiently, “If Your Highness has nothing else, I’ll go to class now.” She made to leave, but Si Yi stopped her.
“Stop right there!” he commanded.
“What else does Your Highness want?” Ning Wan’wan said helplessly.
Si Yi scrutinized her before stating, “The Empress said you’re coming to the Zishangtang for morning classes to assist me. I didn’t believe it before, but now I do.”
Ning Wan’wan’s heart skipped a beat. Please, she wasn’t here for Si Yi.
Si Yi paused and then spoke harshly, “Ning Wan’wan, I’ll be direct.”
I won’t marry a vicious woman like you, so give up.”
Upon hearing this, Ning Wan’wan’s cold face broke into a bright smile. “That would be perfect.”
“What?” Si Yi asked, his eyes widening in amazement.
Ning Wan’wan became serious and “threatened,” “Please keep your word, Your Highness. Never marry me, otherwise, I won’t let any of the women in your harem off.”
Si Yi was shocked, pointing at her in horror. “You! Vicious woman!”
Ning Wan’wan smiled. “Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness.”
Si Yi looked at her like she were a venomous snake. “You are truly shameless to the extreme. Hmph!”
Watching Si Yi storm away, Fu Yi, trembling, finally found her voice. “Miss, do you know what you just said?”
Ning Wan’wan replied, “I haven’t lost my memory.”
“But…”
“Alright, don’t worry. I have my reasons for doing this. Stay outside and keep watch; I’m going in now.” With that, she turned and entered.
As Fu Yi was about to protest, she noticed King Yi Si Zhan around the corner and immediately stood obediently outside the door.
Si Zhan walked toward Fu Yi with a subtle smile, accompanied by a cold-faced man in blue martial attire carrying a sword at his waist.
As he approached, Fu Yi curtsied nervously. Si Zhan responded with a smile and entered the room.
