Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Lingbai confessed without hesitation, “1 love her deeply. Even after all this time, she’s the only one in my heart.”
Mentioning his beloved, Ye Lingbai’s heart ached, yet a faint smile graced his lips.
There was perhaps nothing more joyous in this world than the thought of her.
Su Yingxue smiled at Ye Lingbai without further comment.
Marquis Changxin repeatedly apologized to Chu Yihan, who had only briefly parted from Su Yingxue. Upon his return, he noticed her conversing with Ye Lingbai, and his expression immediately darkened.
Su Yingxue approached him playfully and hooked his arm, “Thank you, Your Highness, for today.”
“Oh.” Chu Yihan released her hand, his handsome face veiled in a hint of coldness.
Su Yingxue observed his appearance and was puzzled. She asked, “What’s wrong with you, Your Highness?”
After all, they had only been apart for a short while.
Why was he displeased?
Chu Yihan remained silent. Su Yingxue pursued him with questions, but he offered no response.
Walking behind them, only Su Ilan and Su Miaoyan detected something amiss.
As they exited Changxin Marquis’s Manor and prepared to board the carriage, Su Miaoyan whispered into Su Yingxue’s ear, “Silly sister! Your Highness saw you talking to Ye Lingbai!”
Su Yingxue came to a realization. “Is he jealous?”
“Pfft! Sister, if you know, why not go and appease him? Even Marquis Changxin must speak in hushed tones before him!”
Su Miaoyan playfully winked and nudged Su Yingxue towards Chu Yihan.
With Su Han’s attentiveness, Song Chengyi had already procured another carriage.
Su Han and Su Miaoyan boarded the carriage and returned to the manor.
The carriage they had arrived in was now for Su Yingxue.
As Su Miaoyan hopped into the carriage, she nearly sprained her ankle. Song Chengyi stood by, offering no assistance.
In contrast, when Su Han entered the carriage, Song Chengyi extended his arm to her. His voice was hoarse yet gentle, “Miss, be careful.”
Su Han smiled and gently rested her hand on his arm.
After Su Han settled into the carriage, Su Miaoyan teased, “Sister Han, have you noticed that General Song beside you seems quite concerned about you?”
Knowing what she was thinking, Su Han patted her head and explained, “1 saved him once, and he’s here to repay my kindness.”
Su Miaoyan’s eyes widened. “Repay? So that’s why! I thought he liked you! 1 saw how he looked at you, like how Ninth Prince treats Sister Xue. He cares for you in every way. Just now, when I almost fell, he didn’t even help me up, but he treated you differently!”
Su Han smiled, and Su Miaoyan dismissed it as a joke, giving it no further thought.
However, Su Han’s mind was elsewhere.
She leaned against the wall of the carriage and lifted the curtain. She could see Song Chengyi sitting upright on a horse.
Despite his scarred face and raspy voice, he exuded an aura of calm reassurance.
This made her feel… quite good.
As soon as Su Yingxue entered the other carriage, she felt like she was being abducted.
She lifted the curtain and pointed to the road outside the window, she questioned, “Your Highness, this is not the way back to the Marquis’s Manor.”
Chu Yihan sat upright in the carriage, his demeanor noble and imposing. “We’re returning to the prince’s mansion.”
Su Yingxue pouted, “Your Highness, are you going to kidnap me again? We’re not married yet!”
“You’re already the Ninth Princess Consort. Didn’t Marquis Changxin inform you?” Chu Yihan raised an eyebrow, his expression brimming with pride..