A Devoted Tea Ceremony Master Prince - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

We hurried to the city gate, only to be stopped by the gate guards.

Qingliu took out our travel permit, but the man crushed it into scraps.

Furious, Qingliu puffed up with anger and started arguing with him.

The commotion outside drew Hongye’s attention. She got down from the carriage to mediate, but the moment she stepped off, she went silent.

Lüluo shielded me with all her might. To our surprise, a man in black barged into the carriage and yanked Lüluo out.

A robbery in broad daylight?

I was just about to get out and see what was going on when the carriage curtain was lifted.

My soul nearly flew out of my body.

The person climbing into the carriage was none other than Prince Xuan, who should have been strolling around with the emperor at the Spring Banquet.

Young, handsome Prince Xuan pointed at me through gritted teeth.

“Damn it, I knew you heartless thing were going to run!

“I put every last bit of my strength into you, and you called me an iron ox!

“How can you be so cruel? How can you be so cruel?”

The more he spoke, the redder his eyes became, and a tear fell without warning.

I could never stand seeing him cry.

Years of habit made me step forward and wrap my arms around him before I could stop myself.

Prince Xuan sobbed, “Before you died, you even said you never wanted to meet me again. Well, I refuse to let you have your way.”

My head was pounding.

What was going on? Did being reborn come with family baggage too?

After more than ten years as husband and wife, Prince Xuan knew me inside and out.

He broke free from my embrace and accused me with reddened eyes.

“Before you died, you actually said you wouldn’t be buried with me.

“I refuse to listen. I even insisted on holding you while we were buried together.”

So after I died, not only was I buried with him, I even shared a coffin with him?

He still wouldn’t let me go after death?

But right now, I didn’t dare complain. I was afraid that once he started crying, there would be no stopping him.

“In any case, no matter what, you are not allowed to leave me behind.”

I forcefully turned my head away and refused to look at him.

This fox’s tears were the best at bewitching people.

Leave him behind? Of course I had to. There was no other choice.

In thirteen years of marriage, aside from the days when I had my monthly courses, there were hardly any days when he gave me peace.

The field had been plowed to ruin.

And then there were all those nourishing tonics. I did not want to drink another drop.

In my last life, I drank tonic soups my entire life and still never had a child.

Every time I attended a palace banquet and saw other princess consorts with a whole string of children trailing behind them, I was terribly envious.

At night, I told Prince Xuan that I wanted a child.

His eyes lit up, and he said he would give me descendants right away.

After an exhausting night, he gave me plenty of “descendants,” all right, but not a single one was useful.

I said all he did was sow seeds, yet none of them sprouted.

He said those descendants felt sorry for me and feared I would suffer, so they simply chose not to sprout.

No matter what I said, he always had a rebuttal.

Later, I grew tired of it and thought of adopting a child from the imperial clan to inherit the prince’s estate.

As soon as word of the adoption got out, Princess Consort Qi brought her second legitimate son over for a visit.

That blockhead Prince Qi went to court and bragged to Prince Xuan that his wife had taken their second legitimate son to Prince Xuan’s estate to discuss the adoption.

That was like stabbing a hornet’s nest.

Prince Xuan flung the tablet in his hand at Prince Qi’s head, abandoned court altogether, and rode straight back to the estate the moment he left the palace.

On my end, the child had not even kowtowed to me yet when Prince Xuan threw him out. With no regard for the other people present, he wrapped his arms around me and wailed his heart out.

Princess Consort Qi was mortified. She slipped out along the wall, picked up her child, and ran as if dogs were chasing her.

“If you want a child, then I will be your child.

“I don’t care. I refuse to let anyone else share my favor.”

After the fuss he made, I never mentioned adoption again.

From then on, word spread through the capital that Prince Xuan was the very model of deep and devoted love.

Princess Xuan had been childless for years, yet the prince had never taken a concubine.

I became a thorn in the side of every wife and daughter-in-law in the capital.

Prince Xuan became the unattainable moonlight and unforgettable cinnabar mole in all their hearts.