I can’t help but have complex feelings for the princess who fled her marriage. For the sake of her lover, disregarding the relations between two countries and the people, but is this lover really worth such actions? Damn Su Xi.
“Remember, all men except me are despicable,” An Jin turned over, facing away from me, and tightly held my arm against his chest.
“Be good, A Yao, go to sleep.”
I wanted to say something, but he brought my hand to his lips and kissed it.
“Remember, I’ll take care of everything.”
I hugged him from behind, closed my eyes, and quickly fell asleep, having a beautiful dream. In the dream, An Jin became a supreme god standing on auspicious clouds, holding me as we floated back and forth. Finally, he smiled mysteriously and conjured a sugar cake, generously offering it to me.
I happily took it, taking bite after bite. The sugar cake was fragrant, though a bit hard.
When I woke up, I saw a row of teeth marks on An Jin’s neck, glistening with saliva.
Not long after the New Year, the Seventh Princess was finally married off to Xiliang. An Jin and I breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, An Jin believed that given the Seventh Princess’s personality, she would imprison me to vent her anger and would not send me to the Eastern Palace in such a clever manner. He felt she must have someone advising her behind the scenes and that they should not be careless.
My elder brother learned of Miao Yin’s true identity, and the two have become intimate. It seems good days are near. An Jin kept Miao Yin’s distant aunt a mystery, only saying she is a highly powerful lady.
On the other hand, with the support of my younger sister, Song Shu Tian has launched a fierce offensive towards the young master of the Tang family, Tang Wei, and has finally seen some initial success. Everything seems fine.
But our unreliable royal family of the Great Qi Kingdom clearly does not want us to have a peaceful life for too long.
