Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Chapter 663: Princess, Please Grow a Heart

Since she came here with the purpose of marrying for alliance, she probably could not leave and return to Silla in this lifetime.

Princess Zhenming accepted her fate.

As a princess of the Silla Kingdom, since Silla relied on Great Sheng, she, as a princess, had enjoyed a life of luxury for more than a decade. Now that it was time to fulfill her duty, she would not refuse.

Jiang Ning asked with a smile, “You are the Silla princess. If you become a concubine to the Crown Prince, don’t you feel wronged?”

Zhenming shook her head, “I… don’t intend to marry His Highness the Crown Prince.”

“Not marrying the Crown Prince?”

“Yes.”

“Then you…” Jiang Ning understood.

So Princess Zhenming’s goal was actually the Emperor.

How could that be?

Li Hongyuan had clearly told her that Prince Xinhai wanted to exchange his sister for her, the Princess Consort.

How did things change in just one day?

Or was it that Princess Zhenming and Prince Xinhai had different goals?

Jiang Ning knew that for the royal family of Silla, it didn’t matter whether Princess Zhenming married the Emperor or the upcoming Crown Prince; essentially, it was the same.

However, for Princess Zhenming herself, the difference was huge.

Although the Emperor was indeed the Emperor, he was old, not in good health, and had lost his youthful appearance and vigor.

On the other hand, the Crown Prince was only in his twenties, at the peak of his life, and good-looking.

If it were up to their personal preferences, any woman should know how to choose.

Since Prince Xinhai said he would give her to the Crown Prince, why did she refuse?

Is there some unknown reason behind it?

Or could it be that Princess Zhenming looks delicate and weak, but in fact, she is an ambitious woman who values the Emperor’s current power and does not want to bet on the young Crown Prince?

Although such thoughts crossed Jiang Ning’s mind, she showed no signs of them on her face and casually said, “Your Highness just arrived in Chang’an and should take a good look around. There’s no need to rush into other matters. When you enter the Imperial Palace in a few days, His Majesty will personally meet you.”

Jiang Ning’s implication was that Princess Zhenming might not know what the Emperor looks like, so she should be more cautious, waiting to see him before making any decisions.

But Princess Zhenming was also smart, and she quickly grasped Jiang Ning’s intention, smiling faintly, “Since the Crown Prince is the husband of the Princess Consort, does Your Highness wish to share her husband with other women?”

“Well, that’s not something I can decide.”

Jiang Ning placed the food box on the table, “We have been talking for a while now, and it’s time for Your Highness to rest. I will be leaving now.”

Princess Zhenming rose from her seat, leaning on Xuan’er’s hand, watching the leisurely and carefree figure of the Princess Consort leaving, and feeling a great sense of envy.

Even though it was her first time in Chang’an, she knew that once a woman entered the Imperial Palace, she lost her freedom and could not come and go as she pleased.

However, this Princess Consort could freely leave the palace and even cook for herself.

That sense of freedom and vitality she had never experienced filled her with longing.

Princess Zhenming watched her leave, slowly sat down, and saw some marks on Xuan’er’s wrist, which showed through her sleeve. She sighed sadly and whispered, “Xuan’er, I’m sorry. You have suffered.”

Xuan’er hurriedly withdrew her hand and lowered her head, softly replying, “It’s not that hard, I know, it’s harder for Your Highness than it is for me.”

Leaning gently on the pillow, Princess Zhenming closed her eyes, weary, and whispered, “Seeing the state of the Princess Consort, I think maybe entering the Imperial Palace isn’t such a bad thing after all.”