Chapter 570 - 549 First Update
"Nian Ru, I’ve wronged you." Zheng Congyuan didn’t move; he knew she would be even more stubborn in obtaining what she wanted if he refused her. Thus, he let the person beside him knead his arm, the soft touch felt like a ray of light shining into hell, allowing one to breathe.
"Are you saying that the grand wedding and the Empress’s enthronement ceremony are to be held together, and even the marriage proposal was just a formality?" Zheng Nianru blinked, her bright eyes glistening with moisture. Indeed, Ju Nanyi, who was so thoughtful in every aspect of the Chenhe Palace, why would he arrange their grand wedding with Zheng Congyuan in such a hurry, almost as if he meant for everyone to overlook it?
Clearly, Ju Nanyi had a purpose in doing this; Yin He wanted her, and Zheng Congyuan earnestly wished to keep her by his side. Ju Nanyi definitely didn’t share this sentiment; as long as she remained in Nanzheng State, Yin He wouldn’t dare to do anything to Nanzheng State.
Moreover, this might not even be solely Ju Nanyi’s own idea; Prime Minister Lin and a host of other courtiers were most likely in the know as well.
After all, the situation that day had been like mountains collapsing into Ghoul Ravine; with the slightest error, the Nanzheng Imperial Clan, or even the whole Nanzheng State, would cease to exist.
Even if Zheng Nianru was not the brightest, she could understand this point.
But she didn’t care. If it truly came to exchanging her for the entirety of Nanzheng, she naturally wouldn’t want to. Others would reap the benefits while she got nothing, she certainly wouldn’t consent to that.
Therefore, that was where Ju Nanyi showed his intelligence, always able to swiftly locate the root of the problem.
Zheng Congyuan nodded, his fingers exploring Zheng Nianru’s soft and boneless fingers.
"As for Prince Duan, I will go and explain in person."
"There’s no need to explain; being a member of the Nanzheng Imperial Clan, father will understand." Zheng Nianru didn’t want to talk about this, especially now, taking advantage of Zheng Congyuan’s fingers, her own deftly found their way inside his sleeve, the cool fingertips touching the warmth of his arm and slipping further in.
A shiver ran through Zheng Congyuan’s arm, and he tried to say something but had already forgotten what it was. He felt weak, even more so because he had been poring over ancient texts without rest for the past few days, yet it was just exhaustion; he was keenly aware that his body was gradually recovering.