Chapter 287: You Cannot Bear My Wrath
After Sheng Xueyi had spoken, Chuntao obediently closed her mouth and followed quietly behind Sheng Xueyi to meet the Fourteenth Prince.
The Fourteenth Prince, Tang Zhen, at eighteen years of age, was strikingly handsome, yet those somewhat narrow eyes of his added a touch of menace, giving off an aura of difficulty in getting along.
"This humble girl greets the Fourteenth Prince!"
As Sheng Xueyi caught sight of the Fourteenth Prince, she involuntarily shivered. Especially when the Fourteenth Prince’s gaze swept over her, Sheng Xueyi felt as though a venomous snake had targeted her.
"Miss Sheng, no need for such formalities!"
The Fourteenth Prince smiled slightly, and with the air of a host, pointed to a chair nearby, saying, "Please, have a seat!"
The fact that the Fourteenth Prince had taken charge in someone else’s home greatly dissatisfied Sheng Xueyi.
However, she understood that in this world where royal power reigned supreme, her thoughts mattered little.
"Thank you, Fourteenth Prince!"
Sheng Xueyi obediently took her seat and thanked the Fourteenth Prince.
But that was as far as it went.
Clearly aware that the Fourteenth Prince wouldn’t come without a significant reason, Sheng Xueyi had no intention of asking questions.
She indeed didn’t possess the power to defy royal authority, but she could choose not to cooperate.
Having seated herself, Sheng Xueyi waited, while the Fourteenth Prince expected her to speak, as in times past others had always responded to him cautiously no matter where he went.
But today, he encountered someone who didn’t play by the rules.
For a moment, the Fourteenth Prince found himself in an awkward position.
However, the Fourteenth Prince recovered from this awkwardness after a brief pause.
"Miss Sheng seems to harbor quite a bit of hostility towards me!"
The Fourteenth Prince stared intently at Sheng Xueyi.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Xueyi displayed a calm smile, speaking softly, "Your Highness jests, this humble girl is meeting Your Highness for the first time, and we have neither past grievances nor recent animosity. Why would I be hostile to you?"
"Saying it like that, Miss Sheng, would be quite disappointing!"
The Fourteenth Prince’s lips curled, "I don’t believe you’re unaware that I intend to make you my consort!"
"Indeed, this humble girl is aware!"
Sheng Xueyi still smiled calmly, "However, Your Highness should also know that I am already betrothed. Hence, I must decline your heartfelt attention!"
"Quite interesting!"
The Fourteenth Prince gently clapped his hands.
Mao Shenggong, standing behind the Fourteenth Prince, understood at that moment that the Fourteenth Prince was indeed angered.
In the next instant, the Fourteenth Prince suddenly stood and strode directly to Sheng Xueyi, reaching out to seize her chin.
"Sheng Xueyi, I regard you highly and intend to take you as my consort—that is your destiny!"
"But should you fail to recognize this favor, I wouldn’t mind a small palanquin to carry you into my estate as a concubine!"
"Do not mistake my favor for a license to act recklessly!"
"You cannot withstand my wrath!"
"Even if you have some ties with the Wei Family, in front of me, it means nothing!"
Tenderness towards women?
For the Fourteenth Prince, such a sentiment didn’t exist.
He was a prince, and his mother was the most favored Imperial Concubine Yi in the palace. And his eldest brother, born of the same mother, had a great chance of inheriting the throne.
He, the Fourteenth Prince, who dared offend him?
Sheng Xueyi was truly frightened by the Fourteenth Prince’s sudden change of demeanor.
Especially when feeling the force with which the Fourteenth Prince grasped her chin, Sheng Xueyi had only one thought: she must at all costs distance herself from this Fourteenth Prince.