Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âWhatâs going on here?â
Everyone was shocked as if they had been struck by lightning.
âYour Highness, youâve just returned from forcing abdication, and now youâre already proposing marriage with the imperial seal?
âIs this acceptable?â Su Yingxue thought to herself.
âOld General Su, Iâve fulfilled all your requests. Now, with the most precious possession, I propose marriage to Yingxue. Iâve long admired Su Yingxue and wish to make her my one and only Princess.â
Chu Yihan handed the imperial seal to Su Qingzhi.
This impact couldnât be underestimated!
He succeeded!
Having already convinced Xiao Yu and defeated Qin Muyan, he had even obtained the imperial seal through his efforts!
Su Qingzhi felt both joyous and burdened.
The imperial seal was indeed precious, making him hesitate to rise from his seat.
âYour Highness, why propose marriage with the imperial seal?â Su Yingxue bit her lip, concerned about Chu Yihanâs well-being in the palace.
Chu Yihan gently held her hands. âMy status remains unchanged, but what I offer you is a vast kingdom.â
He lifted the imperial seal high for everyone to see clearly.
As his betrothal gift, it symbolized the vast territory of the Great Cheng Dynasty, his supreme power, and everything he possessed!
âI wouldnât dare! Your Highness, Yingxue is just a woman. How could she accept such a vast kingdom?â
Su Dingheng trembled with fear. Su Yingxue was more unsettling than her mother!
âShe can accept whatever I offer her. Thereâs nothing she canât take!â Chu Yihan declared firmly, his voice resounding.
Handing the imperial seal to Su Yingxue, he asked with a smile, âAre you pleased?â
Su Yingxueâs heart surged with emotion. How should she respond?
Pleased?
No, it was far from sufficient to describe her feelings.
She was excited, touched, and overwhelmed by Chu Yihanâs gestures. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Her eyes glistened. âYour Highnessâ¦â
This affection ran deep!
âYingxue, if you wish to accept it since Your Highness has offered it, then do so.â Su Qingzhi, still kneeling, reminded Su Yingxue.
Quickly wiping her tears, Su Yingxue asked, âGrandfather, may I?â
The imperial seal was unlike anything else. Her motherâs diary didnât even mention it!
âAsk yourself. If you desire it, thereâs no reason not to accept!â
Su Qingzhiâs expression softened.
Su Yingxue smiled radiantly, bringing warmth to the bleak winter day. Even the cold wind seemed to relent.
Su Han, amazed by Su Yingxueâs beauty, stood beside Chu Yihan in a red dress, like a noble rose. Only someone like Chu Yihan was worthy of her!
Seeing Su Yingxue holding the imperial seal, Su Han bowed with a smile. âGreetings, future Princess Consort!â
As she finished, she reminded everyone that Su Yingxue had accepted Chu Yihanâs proposal. She was the future Ninth Princess Consort!
âI pay respects to the future Princess Consort!â
âSalutations, future Princess Consort!â
Everyone in the Marquisâs Manor, including the Black Cloud Cavalry and soldiers behind Chu Yihan, knelt and paid homage. Their voices reverberated, spreading throughout the Marquisâs Residence, the streets, and all of Jiang Du City!
On this day, everyone learned that the Ninth Prince, Chu Yihan, had pledged Su Yingxue to be his future Ninth Princess Consort!
How commanding!