Peerless Heiress - Chapter 103
"Go ahead." The voice was very soft, like a sigh.
Chapter 226: Today is the Wedding
A carriage sped through the night, driven by an ordinary-looking young man in a dark blue robe. He had strong, well-defined hands and a robust build; this was none other than Jin San.
Kim Sam drove the carriage very fast. It was almost dawn, and the inner city gates were not yet open. He could only drive the carriage to the side wall of the imperial city and then think of another way.
"How much further?" a weary voice came from inside the car.
"Chief, we've arrived at Xuanmen. We'll be there soon," Jin San said in a deep voice.
"Hmm." Qingyan responded, looking at her powerless hand and the figure sleeping beside her, feeling utterly helpless.
This guy's obsession runs so deep. Even though he's so drunk, he just won't let go of my hand.
His gaze fell on the bottle to the side, and he hesitated for a moment. After a moment's hesitation, he still put the cap on the bottle. This stopped the entire pot of demonic soup from emitting that unpleasant, pungent odor, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Could it really be sealed away? Why isn't it coming out?"
He stared at Yuwen Ke with great concern, scrutinizing his expression. It was as if he wanted to see through him to understand the true state of the monster.
Speaking of which, it seems like it was only two days ago that I saw a dead monster. It was perfectly fine then. If it had been sealed away, it wouldn't have died so quickly, right?
Qingyan thought with some uncertainty.
Suddenly feeling irritated, she darted her eyes around haphazardly. When she looked back, she was met with a pair of deep, dark eyes that seemed to hold a captivating allure, silently gazing at her.
Qingyan was stunned. It took her a while to come to her senses, and she exclaimed with surprise, "Uh, you, you're awake?"
Yuwen Ke remained silent, still staring at her.
Qingyan felt a little uncomfortable, glared at her, and said irritably, "Hey, why are you staring at me like that?" Really.
Yuwen Ke suddenly chuckled softly. He never smiled, but when he did, his smile was extremely beautiful. Qingyan was stunned for a moment and thought to herself, "This guy's smile is really not bad."
"You look so beautiful when you smile. You should smile more often." Qingyan pursed her lips.
"Okay." Yuwen Ke said softly, his voice gentle, and his smile was also very warm. "I will definitely smile for you often in the future."
Well--
"What's your name?" Yuwen Ke asked with a smile.
Huh?! Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Qingyan, Lin Qingyan."
"Qingyan... Qing... Yan..." Yuwen Ke repeated softly, "A good name, a very beautiful name."
Qingyan rolled her eyes. Her name was beautiful, of course it was! Who dared say it wasn't? Humph!
"Boss, we've arrived." Jin San's voice came from outside the carriage. Immediately after he spoke, the carriage came to a stop with a "whoosh".
"Where are we?" Yuwen Ke sat up, seemingly only then realizing he was in a carriage. He couldn't help but laugh at himself. Why was he always so unguarded around her, and why did it get more and more outrageous each time? Heh... But, since childhood, he'd always been this vigilant. He truly loved this feeling of being completely unguarded around her.
His smile vanished the next second at Qingyan's words.
"The palace, don't tell me you haven't remembered yet. Today is your wedding day. By the way, it's almost dawn. I finally managed to get you here. There's no way to go any further. You'd better go inside by yourself..."
Chapter 227: I Only Want to Marry You
"A wedding?" he murmured, looking at her with some alarm, only to see her seem relieved, urging him to get out of the car. He didn't know what to feel, his face darkening. "Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me?"
Qingyan looked at him with some confusion. This crown prince was really strange. "Why aren't you leaving?" She lifted the carriage curtain and pointed to the sky outside to remind him, "It's almost dawn. I'm afraid the palace is already in an uproar looking for you. If you don't leave soon, you might miss the auspicious time. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
I remember that in ancient times, people were very superstitious about these things when getting married, right? Didn't the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Astronomical Bureau have a huge argument about setting a wedding date for him a while ago? Now, judging from his expression, does he want to miss the appointed time?
The two of them stared at each other, both fuming.
One man is heartbroken as the woman he loves pressures him to marry someone else; the other man is furious, feeling that his good intentions have been unappreciated.
"Hmph, if you're so capable, then don't go through with the wedding!" Qingyan said defiantly.
Yuwen Ke was startled, and suddenly looked at her intently. "What did you say?"
"What's the use of stubbornly refusing to leave? You're the best, even skipping your wedding. That's what makes you so amazing, humph!" Qingyan sneered.
"You..." Yuwen Ke suddenly fell silent, the light in his eyes gradually fading. "This, is this your wish?"
Huh? Qingyan was speechless for a moment, looking at him in confusion. What does this have to do with her?
The car fell silent immediately.
After a long silence, Yuwen Ke finally spoke. "...If I don't marry her, will you marry me?"
Gaa! ——
One of the people struck by the lightning was stunned and stammered, "You, you, what did you say?"
"If I don't marry her, will you marry me?" Yuwen Ke held her shoulders, his face full of fervor, yet a hint of vulnerability lurked in his eyes. He smiled, "Qingyan, you're so smart, you must have known long ago, right? Yes, I love you. I don't want to marry her, I only want to marry you. Qingyan, will you marry me?"
Qingyan felt like she was going to faint. She didn't hear a word Yuwen Ke said afterward. Her mind was filled with only two words, and she murmured tremblingly, "Propose... propose..."
Good heavens, is it really that exaggerated?
It seems she didn't intend to offend anyone. Her arrival in this timeline was merely a pre-arranged game, a game she could play wildly and fool around with, but she never intended to take it seriously. But why, then, are so many people expressing their admiration for her?
Cheng Jue... Mo Yu... Yuwen Ke...
This is already the third one.
Qingyan's mind went blank. She wanted to jump up and laugh, then unleash a torrent of abuse. But looking into Yuwen Ke's eyes, filled with anticipation and fear, and a hint of suppressed pain, all the words suddenly failed her. Why did she also feel a pang of sadness, a slight ache in her heart?