At that moment, Xiao Yu suddenly thought of a song, "Does love come too fast like a tornado?"
Who would have thought that Cheng, who was just one of the guys, would suddenly confess his feelings?
If this were set in modern times, it would have been a story of a rich second generation and a Cinderella, but in ancient times, it was about an unequal class-based marriage.
She understood what he meant, that he would eventually go to his fief, and considering her, he planned to choose the Port Town fief. Never mind what the conditions there were, his choice alone clearly showed he was taking care of her. She hadn’t expected him to hold her in his heart.
But as a modern person, she always felt that such a perfect man shouldn’t appear in her life.
Firstly, she was quite ordinary-looking, and apart from her cooking skills, she was good for nothing. Could he be interested in her? What was he after?
Yan Qing saw through her apprehensions in an instant, "I grew up in the Imperial Palace; what beautiful woman haven’t I seen? What capricious and willful women haven’t I encountered? Yet I felt nothing for them. When I was on the island initially, I found you very special, but you were still young then, and even if I felt something, I regarded you as a little sister. Now that you’ve grown up and I have become more mature, my thoughts are no longer that simple. I find joy in the simple truths of life when I’m with you, seeing you bustling about at the stove every day fills me with warmth."
"I won’t hide from you, I have severe anorexia. It wasn’t too bad before, but after returning from the island, it became particularly severe. I force myself to eat my meals every day because not eating would make me ill, so I force myself to eat. But ever since we met again and I started eating the meals you cook, I look forward to your menu every day. This longing for food satisfies all my imaginations of happiness and thus, I feel I can’t live without you, and I want to be with you, no matter the cost." Follow current novels on NoveI~Fire.net
Honestly, Xiao Yu was somewhat moved and pitied him for his anorexia—what a severe psychological disorder that must be?
To her, food was a source of happiness, and if one could not enjoy eating, life would seem quite dull.
Moreover, the way they interacted had evolved from initial formalities to now being best buds. But she had never even considered transitioning from friends to lovers.
Thus, she didn’t quite understand her current feelings towards him and could only say,
"Considering your heartfelt confession, I will test you first. If you meet my standards for a partner, I wouldn’t mind dating you, especially since I don’t know other men. But can you guarantee that your Father Emperor, mother, and brothers will agree to our relationship? I wouldn’t want to face insults or humiliations that I can’t fight back against."
"Don’t worry, my Father Emperor and brothers have already been won over by your cooking. They’ve even mentioned wanting to meet you. The only trouble might be my mother, but I believe that as long as we work together, it shouldn’t be a problem. After all, you’ve even dealt with Prince Zhao and his daughter,"
"Don’t put it so crudely, what do you mean I dealt with them? It’s just that their daughter had poor mental resilience, and with a little temptation from the men, they both fell for it and failed to cherish themselves, ending up sleeping with them before marriage. If it weren’t for their family’s status, I reckon they would have been silenced by Prince Zhao a long time ago. I guess I did a public service, haha!"