The weak prince's queen

After Xiao Zixuan finished his work, he felt as if his body had been drained of strength and was extremely heavy. He dragged his exhausted body slowly to the bed, fell down, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Lin Ruoyun lay quietly beside Xiao Zixuan, her gaze as gentle as water as she gazed upon his sleeping face. The thought of becoming the Crown Prince's woman filled her heart with an indescribable joy and anticipation. She imagined that soon, leveraging this connection, she would soar like a beautiful phoenix, soaring to the unattainable heights and becoming the crown princess, the enviable crown prince of all. Such a beautiful vision brought a smile to her face.

However, at this moment, Xiao Zixuan was awakened by Lin Ruoyun's laughter. He frowned, opened his eyes impatiently, and quickly sat up in bed and began to put on his clothes. From beginning to end, he never once cast a glance at Lin Ruoyun.

Seeing this, Lin Ruoyun, who was lying on the bed, quickly wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anticipation and anxiety as she looked at Xiao Zixuan. Then, she asked cautiously, "Will...will you marry me, Your Highness?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zixuan turned around abruptly, a flash of surprise and anger in his eyes. He glared at Lin Ruoyun, his voice trembling with anger. "Your Highness? When did you find out my true identity?"

Lin Ruoyun was frightened by his sudden questioning, but she still replied calmly: "My daughter...my daughter just found out by chance."

Xiao Zixuan snorted coldly, his face filled with disdain as he said, "Hmph... coincidence? I'm afraid that's not the case! It seems you've long known my identity, which is why you're so attentive and fawning towards me. And you're still dreaming of getting me to marry you? Let me tell you, a mere bastard's daughter isn't worthy at all!"

Lin Ruoyun burst into tears and cried out in sorrow: "Your Highness! Your Highness... I am yours now!" Her voice trembled, filled with endless grievances and resentment.

Xiao Zixuan had already resolutely turned away, but after hearing Lin Ruoyun's heartbreaking cries, he finally stopped and slowly turned around. His face was gloomy, his eyes cold as ice. He approached Lin Ruoyun step by step, then suddenly stretched out a hand and tightly grasped her slender neck, saying viciously, "Hmph, you ignorant woman! If it weren't for your face, I'm afraid you would have died long ago, and you wouldn't even know how you died! Keep yelling if you have the guts, and let everyone know that you are no longer an innocent virgin!"

Lin Ruoyun was practically choking from Xiao Zixuan's strangulation, tears pouring out like a flood. She sobbed with difficulty, speaking haltingly, "So... Your Highness... Now... what exactly do you intend for me to do?"

Xiao Zixuan stared intently at the face before him, which was so tender and pitiful that it moved his heart, and an indescribable feeling of pity welled up in his heart. His big hand, which had been tightly gripping Lin Ruoyun's slender neck, loosened its grip a little. Then, he leaned forward slightly, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of damaging a rare treasure. He carefully raised his fingers and gently wiped away the crystal tears that kept rolling down the corners of her eyes. At the same time, he whispered in a very gentle voice, "Okay, don't cry so sadly anymore. If your beautiful face, as beautiful as a flower, is stained by tears, wouldn't it be a waste of God's gift? You can go back with peace of mind. This prince promises you that he will give you a proper explanation."

After hearing these words, Lin Ruoyun's restless heart finally settled down, as if it had found a safe haven. Meanwhile, a hint of joy gradually appeared on her pretty, pale face. She nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice, and said, "Okay, I'll patiently wait for good news from His Highness at home."

After saying this, Xiao Zixuan did not linger any longer. He turned around decisively and walked away with firm and steady steps until he disappeared from Lin Ruoyun's sight.

Lin Ruoyun was now alone in the vast room. She endured the waves of pain, slowly and with difficulty, supporting her weakened body, she rose from the bed and began to dress. Although every slight movement would cause the wounds to pierce her body, the thought of her soon being able to marry the noble Crown Prince and enter the marriage hall, her lips couldn't help but curl up, blooming into a smile as bright and moving as a spring flower.