Forced to Marry the Enemy Prince

“This maid doesn’t dare!”

There was a cold glint in his eyes mixed with anger. Yuehua and Ruyi didn’t dare to disobey him. Zhan Lue shifted his gaze and lifted his hands again. His fingers slipped past Xian Sheng’s chest and his gaze darkened. 

Ruyi turned around and walked out. Yuehua gave her a look. In the next second, she suddenly kicked the chair and it fell down. Even the table was moved, letting out a huge shriek.

Zhan Lue paused, but Xian Sheng gradually woke up. Behind him, Yuehua hurriedly helped Ruyi up. “Are you hurt?”

“No…” Cold sweat drenched Ruyi, but she didn’t dare look back at Zhan Lue. She escaped off with Yuehua’s support.

In the room, Zhan Lue’s fingers stopped at Xian Sheng’s chest before he grabbed them. Their eyes met, and Zhan Lue revealed an expression of anger. He tugged hard and Xian Sheng’s fair and snow-white shoulders were revealed. Xian Sheng pressed on his chest, his gaze panicking. 

Zhan Lue glanced at Xian Sheng’s exquisite-looking collarbone before he heard him say, “How can a gentleman take advantage of a girl?”

“I’m just looking at you. It’s not like I’ll do anything to you.”

Xian Sheng coughed, traces of blood seeping from the corner of his lips. His face was pale white and it seemed as if he was going to die at any moment. Zhan Lue suddenly helped him arrange his clothes, and explained, “Your clothes looked dirty, so I wanted to help you change it.”

Xian Sheng couldn’t muster his words. He breathed lightly. Zhan Lue stood up and looked at him. After a moment, he said, “Don’t be angry.”

Xian Sheng stayed quiet. There was only faint coughing and breathing in the room. He didn’t expect for Zhan Lue to do that to him when he was unconscious. Qin Yi caused him to spit blood today, but how was Zhan Lue any different from Qin Yi?

Zhan Lue probably thought of this too, and he felt ashamed. But on second thought, he thought it was absurd and faintly felt wronged too. He turned around and walked out.

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“He left the residence.” Yuehua felt really bad. She supported him and helped him change his ripped clothes. While crying, “Ruyi went to prepare good. Princess, do you want to eat something first? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

Xian Sheng didn’t respond. He didn’t even have the strength to shake his head.

They fed him food and then medicine. Not long later, a royal physician hurried over, saying that the Crown Prince summoned him to take the pulse for the Crown Princess.

Xian Sheng didn’t reject. He extended his slender arms out of the bed while feeling drowsy once again. 

Outside, Zhan Lue caressed his horse’s manes. Gao Xuan tested the waters, “Your Highness, why don’t you go in if you want to know the situation?”

“I’ll find out even if I wait.”

The royal physician quickly came out. When he saw the Crown Prince, he revealed a bitter expression, but braced himself to reply, “The Crown Princess’ body is too weak. She must’ve been startled since her pulse is chaotic…”

“Stop with the nonsense. Is she okay?” 

The royal physician carefully said, “If she stays in a good mood and recuperates through medicinal cuisine, then she should be fine.”

“What if she isn’t in a good mood?”

“Then she probably…” The royal physician took a secret look at her. He hesitated before saying, “can’t survive past today.”

Zhan Lue’s gaze darkened. In the end, he ordered someone to take him back. He looked in the direction of the residence again before rolling over and getting on the horse’s back, dashing towards the Jiang Residence. 

Jiang Qin’s father forced him to practice martial arts and he just finished. He laid on his bed during this cold night. He was about to fall asleep when a boy servant came to report, “The Crown Prince is banging on the door right now. He wants the young master to go drink with him.”

“Tell him that I’m asleep.”

“The Lord wants this servant to call for you. After all, you’re an official. You can’t disobey the Crown Prince’s orders.”

Jiang Qin glared at him. The boy servant quietly lowered his head. 

After a cup of tea’s worth of time, Jiang Qin was brought to the rooftop by this Crown Prince that refused to sleep in the middle of the night. He wrapped his blankets around him and puffed out white air. “Your Highness, why are you torturing yourself like this? Do you dislike drinking in bed?”

“Why would I torture myself?”

“Is it because of Qin Yi?”

“Heh.” He drank the glass of wine and revealed a smile of disdain. “Princess refuses to even eat his food.” 

Jiang Qin held a complicated expression. “I meant is it because Qin Yi suddenly caused trouble in the capital that made Your Highness worried and vexed?”

Zhan Lue glanced at him and Jiang Qin understood. “Your Highness is intelligent and outstanding, so why would you be worried about worldly matters? It must be because of the princess.”

“Yeah.” Zhan Lue stayed silent for a while before suddenly reaching over to tug the blanket off of him. “How can men of the North be afraid of the cold?”

“I didn’t wear much!” 

“Have someone bring you an overcoat. Watch me sentence you for being discourteous in front of me!”

Jiang Qin didn’t dare to disobey. He left his blanket’s warmth while sullen. He wrapped his overcoat around him and decided to cut to the chase. “Is it because the princess has a weak body?”

Zhan Lue looked down and suddenly became quiet. He slowly said, “…Will women refuse to let men look at them because they have low self-esteems?”

“Naturally. Who wouldn’t cover their face if they had a scar on there?” Jiang Qin finished his words before realizing that it wasn’t right. “The princess of the Liang Country is beautiful and glamorous. Why would she feel self-abased because of her appearance? Your Highness…you have another woman?” 

Zhan Lue didn’t retort. He said, “Besides appearance, how about her figure?”

“It’s normal for them to have low self-esteems if they don’t have appealing figures. After all, they’re women in the end. Your Highness should take pity on them.”

“Non-appealing figures?”

“That means they don’t have…bigger chests than Your Highness or me.” Jiang Qin didn’t dare to tease him. He jutted his chest out and noticed that Zhan Lue was looking at him deep in thought. He then shrunk back, wondering, “Your Highness already has the princess and she is a perfect wife. Why would you be interested in a woman with scars on their face and a non-appealing figure?” 

“She’s too weak. I don’t want to hurt her, so I naturally need to find other sources of pleasure.”