Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Chapter 660: I Must Have Her

“What’s the use?”

“Third Master Jiang said, add water to this soil, wait for the soil to settle, and drink the water on top. Then, boil the tofu and eat it. It helps with acclimatizing to different environments.” The servant explained clearly word by word, “Third Master Jiang also said, ‘The land gives birth to its own people. The princess is accustomed to the soil and water of Silla, upon arriving here, it’s natural to feel unaccustomed. After taking these, and with proper care, she will adjust over time.'”

Princess Zhenming felt a sense of familiarity upon hearing that the soil and water were from Silla, which was rare amidst her perpetually gloomy countenance, showing a hint of joy, “Xuan’er, go and thank Third Master Jiang for me.”

Xuan’er complied and returned after a while, “Third Master Jiang said it was done under the Princess Consort’s instructions, and asked for the princess not to be overly polite.”

Prince Xinhai entered the room with his hand bandaged, upon hearing the conversation, he asked, “Who is this Third Master Jiang?”

“To answer your question, Third Master Jiang is the elder brother of the Princess Consort.” Xuan’er answered.

“What does he look like?”

“He is very handsome.”

“Understood, you can leave now.”

Xuan’er stood still, looking towards Princess Zhenming first.

“What, my words don’t matter anymore? Do you want to end up like Jin’er too?” Prince Xinhai’s face filled with anger.

Xuan’er turned pale.

Princess Zhenming said, “Xuan’er, go out first.”

“Yes, Your Highness.” Xuan’er bowed and quietly exited, a loud banging noise echoing behind her.

She trembled, daring not to look back.

Inside the room, water, soil, tofu, all scattered across the floor.

Princess Zhenming lowered her eyelids, with no response.

Prince Xinhai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his hand, slapping Princess Zhenming hard across the face.

Princess Zhenming covered her face, tremblingly asked, “We’re in Chang’an. Do you want the whole world to see my bruised face?”

“Well, you’ve been ill these past few days, no need to go out.” The young prince’s face was dark and fierce, “Just half a day not seeing you and you’re already getting chummy with the men of Great Sheng. You and your mother are nothing but cheap wenches.”

“I didn’t!” Tears fell from Princess Zhenming’s eyes, “He is the elder brother of the Princess Consort, sent by the Princess Consort to deliver things. What does it have to do with me?”

“The Princess Consort’s family is aristocratic, her brother naturally a person of high status. Don’t they have servants? Why does he have to personally handle even such a trivial matter as delivering things?” Prince Xinhai grabbed his sister’s chin, “Coming to Chang’an this time, you could marry the Emperor, or the Crown Prince. Are you that ecstatic to finally rid of me? ”

Zhenming cried silently, “My fate, has never belonged to me. If I can, I wish to die.”

Prince Xinhai watched her cry, slowly released her, leaned over her, grabbing her hand, guiltily said, “Sister, don’t be mad, I shouldn’t have hit you. Did it hurt?”

From a sullen, ruthless young man, became a young brother sincerely afraid and worried, fearing he made his sister angry.

Princess Zhenming pulled her hand back, lowered her eyelids, and whispered, “You better leave, I’m tired and need to rest.”

With tears in his eyes, Prince Xinhai said, “Sister, I really like the Princess Consort, and it hurts me to want her so much. Can’t you help me?”

“She belongs to the Crown Prince, not someone you should covet. Have you forgotten how you lost your fingers?”

“I don’t care! I have to have her!” Prince Xinhai shouted, “Hurry up and get well, make the Crown Prince fall in love with you, and take you as his consort. In this way, he will cast off his consort, and all our plans will be successful!”