After marrying the heirless prince, I gave birth to three children

"I do not want!"

Pei Chen answered firmly, fearing Zhao Ying would misunderstand him. He raised three fingers and vowed, "Yingying, believe me, I really don't want to get married!"

Pei Chen stared at Zhao Ying intently, fearing that she might not believe him.

Zhao Ying: "Pei Chen, I mean..."

"And me."

Wha, what?

Pei Chen froze in place, even forgetting to stop his heart from beating.

He just stared blankly at the person in front of him, unable to believe that what he heard was the truth.

Zhao Ying's heart beat a little faster, and she felt a little regretful after she finished speaking.

She was impulsive.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but just as she moved, Pei Chen pressed down on her hand and held it tightly.

His body was trembling with excitement, and his voice was trembling, "Really?"

Zhao Ying: "I..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was pulled into Pei Chen's arms and hugged tightly, as if he wanted to embed her in his arms.

"No matter what, I take it seriously." Pei Chen's tone was a bit dishonest, "Yingying, you promised with your own mouth that you were willing to marry me."

Pei Chen stared at Zhao Ying with burning eyes, not allowing her to regret at all.

"Yes." Zhao Ying nodded, the hesitation in her eyes receded, and she said firmly: "I do."

Pei Chen has already stated that he is unwilling to marry someone else.

But the emperor's order is difficult to disobey. If Pei Chen refuses, it may anger His Majesty and bring disaster.

This was Pei Chen's own wish, Zhao Ying knew it.

But she couldn't just watch Pei Chen being the only one making the sacrifices in this relationship, she also wanted to do something.

She loves freedom and doesn't want to be bound.

But if it was Pei Chen...it didn't seem to frighten her that much.

The two looked at each other, and could only see each other in their eyes. As they approached each other tacitly, the temperature in the room rose and the atmosphere became charming and ambiguous.

"Sister—ah!"

As the door was pushed open, Zhao Hao appeared at the door. He just shouted a word and it turned into a scream.

He he he...what did he see?

The next moment, Zhao Hao rushed over quickly, rescued Zhao Ying from Pei Chen's arms, and stood in front of her.

Zhao Hao was very angry!

He looked at Pei Chen angrily, "Even if you are the Marquis of Zhenbei, you can't do such a thing!"

Then he comforted Zhao Ying, "Don't be afraid, sister, I'm here.

Pei Chen: “…”

The reason why Zhao Hao was able to pull Zhao Ying out successfully was naturally because he let go because he was worried about hurting Zhao Ying.

At this moment, Pei Chen's eyes looked at Zhao Ying for help.

Zhao Ying suppressed her laughter, "Hao'er..."

"Sister, don't be afraid of him. Even the Marquis of Zhenbei can't cover up everything!" Zhao Hao said, "We can still ask my cousin to make the decision!"

"Brother-in-law, listen to my excuse... No, explain." Pei Chen immediately said, "Yingying and I..."

"What are you shouting about!" Zhao Hao exploded, "What brother-in-law? Who is your brother-in-law?"

After a stick of incense.

Pei Chen was pushed out of the Zhao family's door by Zhao Hao.

boom!

The door was closed in front of Pei Chen. He had excellent hearing and could hear his brother-in-law instruct the doorman, "If the Marquis of Zhenbei comes again, don't let him in!"

Zhao Hao turned around and saw Zhao Ying standing beside him. She smiled at him and said, "Hao'er, I can explain this..."

"Sister." Zhao Hao said with a serious expression, "He, he bullied you, this matter will not be resolved peacefully!"

Zhao Hao's eyes turned red with anger. "I heard that His Majesty intends to arrange a marriage for him with the younger sister of the Third Prince's future consort."

"Who does he take you for?"

Bullying his sister like this, does he really think there is no one in his Zhao family?

Zhao Ying looked at Zhao Hao's excitement and felt warm in her heart. She raised her hand and rubbed his head, "Hao'er has really grown up."

Zhao Hao: "Sister!"

"Sister knows what's going on." Zhao Ying patted Zhao Hao's head. "Don't worry. When have you ever seen Sister suffer a loss?"

"But..." Zhao Hao was about to say something, but Zhao Ying said, "He wanted to propose marriage before, but I didn't want to get married."

Zhao Hao widened his eyes.

Zhao Ying added, "But this time... I should get married."

Zhao Ying and Zhao Hao parted ways, and as soon as they returned to the house, they saw Pei Chen sitting in the house drinking tea.

Although Zhao Hao drove him out, it was still very easy for him to climb over the wall.

Zhao Ying was not surprised at all when she saw him.

Pei Chen, on the other hand, had a serious expression on his face. "Yingying, I want to confirm with you again, are you sincere about what you just said?"

"I know you don't want me to bear the pressure alone, but... I don't want to embarrass you even more."

He could withstand the pressure from His Majesty, but he didn't want Zhao Ying to put herself in a difficult position and marry him against her will.

He wants her to be happy.

Although, he wanted very very very much to marry her, to stand beside her legitimately, to see her every morning when he woke up...

Thinking of this, Pei Chen almost regretted saying this at this moment.

Perhaps he should have just held on to what Zhao Ying had just said and asked her to marry him...

"I'm not embarrassed." Zhao Ying's clear voice sounded, her eyes slightly curved, her eyes full of smiles.

Just now, she was still worried and anxious, wondering if this decision was too impulsive and hasty.

But Pei Chen's sincere words made her sure that her choice was right!

"Pei Chen." Zhao Ying looked at him straight in the eyes, "Don't you want to marry me anymore?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell into a broad and warm embrace, and Pei Chen's kiss blocked her lips.

His kiss was not like before, which was always very aggressive. Now it could even be described as gentle.

After a long time, Pei Chen finally let go of Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying's face was flushed, her eyes sparkling, her hands hooked around Pei Chen's neck, forced her to look up, and looked at him breathlessly.

The corners of Pei Chen's eyes were red, and all the murderous intent around him had been restrained, and his usual dominance had all retreated.

He was clearly taller, but at the moment he seemed to be in a lower position in their relationship. His hoarse voice was filled with possessiveness, "Yingying, you have no chance to regret it."

He held her in his arms, his throat rolling, "Zhao Ying, you can't escape."

Zhao Ying tightened her grip around Pei Chen's neck, and Pei Chen lowered his head obediently.

Zhao Ying raised her head and whispered in his ear, "Pei Chen, if it's you, I won't run away."