The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 22 Bet

In matters of the heart, Yin Quan is actually quite casual, regardless of whether it's with men or women.

When someone shows her kindness, she responds with a smile.

With no one showing her any kindness, she indulged in her own carefree self-entertainment.

She had been living in this state of just getting by until she met Han Zhenye.

A successful man who is always impeccably dressed in a suit, decisive and efficient, meticulous in both life and work, and intolerant of any flaws.

She originally thought that meeting him would be the beginning of changing her outlook on life. Little did she know that he would not only overturn her values ​​overnight, but also her life, and even the time and space in which she should exist.

Even now, Yin Quan still can't understand why it was that scoundrel Han Zhenye who cheated on her, but she herself had to go back a thousand years to endure the perverted torture of Xiahou Ying, a germaphobe!

That's really not scientific.

Seeing that Yin Quan seemed to be deep in thought, Long Jue pursed his lips and did not disturb her.

She always felt that the woman in front of her, who always had a smile on her face, didn't seem to belong here.

This woman is too bright, too dazzling, full of novelty and secrets.

Suddenly, just as Long Jue was slightly distracted, a faint chill came from behind her. Her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she saw the person's meaningful gaze.

Seeing this, she lowered her gaze and quietly retreated from the pavilion, leaving only two people and two figures inside.

"You scared my Ajue away, you have to take responsibility."

Hearing Yin Quan's dry voice, Xiahou Ying pursed his lips and suddenly frowned.

"Xiahou Ying, shall we make a bet?" Saying this, Yin Quan turned around and looked up, staring straight into his dark, unfathomable eyes.

"Why the bet?" Xiahou Ying asked coldly, looking down at her expressionlessly.

"Of course it's for my lifelong freedom! Do you really want to grow old and die in this wretched palace that has no human warmth whatsoever?"

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying pursed his thin lips, suddenly becoming somewhat annoyed.

There's no sign of life...

Then what is he... and what are his guards...?

"On our wedding day, if I can escape in front of all the people in the city and the guards you've arranged, we'll be even. From now on, I'll go my own way and you'll go yours. If I can't escape, then you'll be at my beck and call. How about that?"

"If you want me to agree, you must first answer one question for me."

"Okay, go ahead." Yin Quan waved her hand dismissively and looked at him, resting her chin on her hand.

"Who exactly are you?" Xiahou Ying's gaze suddenly deepened, his dark eyes gleaming with a cold, eerie light, like the clear moonlight projected onto the deep sea, a mixture of indifference and chilling menace.

In the moonlight, his white robe was as white as jade, and he seemed to exude a cold aura.

Upon hearing his words, Yin Quan was slightly taken aback, then slowly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

She had prepared many answers in her mind, but this was the only one she didn't have.

how to explain?

How can I explain this in a way that will satisfy him?

How can I explain this without making myself look like a mentally unstable lunatic spouting nonsense?

All of this put her in a very difficult position.

How can you be so sure I won't lie to you?

"If you dare to speak falsehoods or lie, I will not spare your life until the next hour."

With a pout, Yin Quan's face fell.

He threatens to kill her all the time. Can't we just have some fun together?

"Then you have to promise that no matter what I say next, you won't interrupt, question, or deny it!"

Xiahou Ying remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Seeing his silence, she moved her lips and said, "I'm actually not..."

Suddenly, at that moment, Wei Jun strode over to the stone table and whispered, "Master, a scout has reported that Ding Haichang, the Vice Minister of War, has died suddenly, and the cause of death is unknown."

"Have we found the physician who visited the Ding residence today?"

"Found him. The doctor committed suicide by poisoning himself at home."

Xiahou Ying stood up abruptly, remained standing in place, but after pursing his lips and saying nothing, he turned and left.

Watching his tall figure walking in the moonlight, Yin Quan slowly closed her slightly parted lips, feeling a kind of melancholy as if she had been splashed with dog blood.

Wei Jun, Wei Jun, why the hell did you have to show up and cause trouble at this crucial moment...?

If you're going to speak, at least wait for me to finish... Yin Quan burst into tears.

After that night, Yin Quan never saw Xiahou Ying again until their wedding day on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.

Although their rooms were right next to each other, there seemed to be a time difference between them, with their days and nights reversed.

Looking at the layers upon layers of bright red dresses in the brocade box, Yin Quan looked to Long Jue for help, but only received a faint, almost imperceptible smile from the latter.

"This thing is so heavy, you won't even be able to walk if you wear it." With that, Yin Quan pushed the brocade box away with disgust and glanced at the phoenix crown placed next to the bronze mirror. This glance made her look miserable.

"Such a huge crown, made entirely of gold, and look at all those pearls and gems on it! Wearing this thing on your head for four hours?! This isn't a wedding, it's torture! Long Jue, I'll compromise on the clothes, but can I not wear this crown while I'm in the sedan chair?"

Blinking her eyes pitifully, she launched a starry-eyed offensive at Long Jue. Yin Quan used every means to seduce and guide her.

"When a member of the royal family gets married, they must first parade around the city to celebrate, and then perform a ritual to Heaven and Earth on the Phoenix Terrace before being crowned before entering the palace. Before entering the palace, they always ride in a carriage. This phoenix crown must be worn."

Accompanied by a clear and indifferent voice, Xiahou Ying walked in slowly, his tone filled with undisguised contempt.

Following the sound, Yin Quan looked at him and saw two faint dark circles under his eyes, knowing that he hadn't slept all night again.

The closer he got to his wedding day, the busier he seemed to be, always locking himself in his study day and night.

"Your Highness, you absolutely must not come in. It would be unlucky to see the bride at this time!" The speaker was Granny Gui from the palace, who had been appointed by the Imperial Advisor to serve the bride.

"What do you mean by auspicious or inauspicious? I haven't even put on that dress yet." Ignoring the nagging old woman, Yin Quan stood up abruptly and walked towards Xiahou Ying. She was only wearing an undergarment, and in the sunlight, her exquisite figure was faintly visible through the thin fabric.

Recalling her astonishing act of wearing a bikini last time, Xiahou Ying subconsciously took a step back, and a faint blush appeared on his originally fair and almost transparent handsome face.

Seeing his sudden embarrassment and stiffness, Yin Quan raised an eyebrow, moved closer to him, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not wearing anything underneath today. If I take it off, it will only be for you to see."

Her soft, deep whisper, deliberately lowered yet still audible to everyone present, left everyone in the room speechless with astonishment.

Two blushes appeared on Long Jue's face. Granny Gui was dumbfounded, her mouth trembling, unsure whether to stop him or not.

Wei Jun and Pang Ban, who were following behind Xiahou Ying, suddenly looked in opposite directions with perfect understanding. One was counting the birds in the sky, and the other was counting the ants on the ground.

Strange, the ants and sparrows in our house are usually so bold and fearless that you can't chase them away, but today suddenly not a single one can be found...

His expression suddenly turned cold. Xiahou Ying stared at her smug look, which seemed to indicate that her wicked scheme had succeeded. Her tightly pursed lips almost blended into her pale face.

"I'm just here to tell you that I agree to the conditions you've proposed."

Upon hearing this, Yin Quan's eyes widened suddenly, then she narrowed her eyes and reached out to pull Xiahou Ying's cheek.

He frowned and stepped back, glaring down at her, and snapped, "What are you doing?"

"Let's see if you've been switched." With a chuckle, Yin Quan hid his claws, which had been poised to commit the crime, and his sycophantic nature returned.

He walked away silently, and Xiahou Ying began to regret it.

Was he too quick to agree to her requests, too indulgent of her...?

Following closely behind him, Wei Jun and Pang Ban exchanged a glance and sighed softly.

The master, who hadn't slept all night and was so busy today that he didn't even have a chance to drink water, actually took the time to go to Miss Yin's room, just to say a few random, nonsensical words to her.

Actually, what Granny Gui said wasn't wrong... It's somewhat unlucky for the groom to go see the bride at this time...

The master, who is usually strict with himself, follows the rules meticulously, and is obsessed with cleanliness... seems to have been driven a little erratically by Miss Yin...

Take the robe he was wearing, for example; he hadn't changed it for two whole days...

This is really too abnormal.

"Pang Ban, order 40% of our spies planted in Tianlang and Qisha to be deployed tonight. Inform Peach Blossom Village to replace half of all the attendants Gu Lounan arranged, and also..."

"Master, forty percent of the spies from Tianlang and Qisha have been deployed, which is almost a third of our hidden forces. There's also Peach Blossom Village; this team is extremely special. You instructed us not to reveal ourselves unless absolutely necessary. Tonight…"

Pang Ban frowned, his heart pounding with shock.

He had followed Xiahou Ying all this time and had never seen him make such a big fuss.

"This wedding is to be held at night, so I must be on guard."

Upon hearing this, Pang Ban nodded, but then suddenly remembered the ambiguous words his master had just said to the princess, and felt a sense of helplessness.

What the master really needs to guard against is that extraordinary future princess...

The wedding ceremony began at 3:45 PM, which was still quite bright in the summer.

The wide road was lined with royal guards in full armor, carrying silver spears with red tassels.

The wedding carriage was round and driven by four white horses draped in red silk. Inside the carriage were huge, soft cushions covered with bright red brocade.

The brocade is not a vibrant, almost bursting red, but a deep, restrained true red. It is as pure as blood, carrying a weighty solemnity and reverence.

Embroidered with colorful threads, the brocade depicts auspicious dragons and phoenixes, outlined with gold thread, appearing lifelike and vivid. It's as if, in the next instant, these intertwined dragons and phoenixes will echo each other with melodious whispers that transcend time and space, intertwining and soaring into the clouds.

Sitting in the center of a vast expanse of red brocade, Yin Quan struggled to support the headdress that was almost pressing down on her neck, maintaining her signature smile from every angle.

With such a beautiful dress and crown, it would be a shame for her not to wear it out and flaunt it.

Looking at those faces rushing around her, she suddenly had a lot of thoughts.

When Xiahou Ying married his first seven wives, was the procession just as grand?

Are they wearing the same dresses they're wearing now?

Did he make any promises to those women?

Did he ever have feelings for someone...?

Thinking this, Yin Quan peered out, her gaze lingering on the back of the carriage ahead, a strange emotion suddenly welling up inside her.