NCCnovel Chapter 316 She became the future Princess Consort of Yong?
Chapter 316 She became the future Princess Consort of Yong?
Su Qingchan looked exactly like a brainless girl deeply in love.
Yu Wan took a deep breath, still wanting to persuade Su Qingchan, "Su Qingchan, don't forget why your father and brothers died."
"Sister Yu!"
Su Qingchan bit her lip, her eyes widened instantly, and a hint of anger crossed her face.
Suddenly, she shouted, "Stop talking!"
"The deaths of my father and brother have absolutely nothing to do with His Highness Prince Yong!"
"I believe what His Highness Prince Yong said; he has been framed!"
Yu Wan seemed surprised by Su Qingchan's stubbornness. She frowned and looked at her, saying directly, "I can't persuade this damned ghost with kind words. If you insist on associating with Prince Yong, neither the Yun family nor the Duke of Anguo's mansion will tolerate you."
Su Qingchan's body stiffened abruptly, as if she had been stabbed by Yu Wan's words, and her eyes instantly filled with a hurt expression.
She bit her lower lip slightly and murmured softly, "Sister Yu, how could you do this..."
Prince Yong embraced her and sneered, "Chan'er, I told you before that some people are untrustworthy. Now do you know who is untrustworthy?"
Su Qingchan, sobbing, rested her head on Prince Yong's shoulder, her shoulders trembling slightly, and choked out, "I understand... Your Highness, you are all I have left now."
Prince Yong looked at Yu Wan, a hint of undisguised mockery appearing in his eyes, but he quickly changed to a gentle expression and softly replied to Su Qingchan's words, "Don't worry, I will be your support for the rest of your life."
Su Qingchan raised her head, tears still glistening in her eyes, looking utterly pitiful: "Your Highness, I have nowhere to go. Could Your Highness please take me back to the palace..."
Upon hearing this, Yu Wan was furious. "Su Qingchan, don't you care about your reputation?!"
"What does reputation matter as long as I can stay with the prince?"
Su Qingchan looked up, her eyes sparkling with infatuation, her gaze fixed on the figure of Prince Yong.
It seemed that at this moment, Prince Yong was her whole world.
Prince Yong completely believed Su Qingchan's words.
How shallow are the women of this world! Even though Su Qingchan knew he might be the murderer who killed her father and brothers, she still couldn't resist his charm.
Yu Wan kept staring at Su Qingchan, her hands clenching involuntarily in her sleeves.
She couldn't help but speak again, "Su Qingchan, think it over carefully. Once you go back to the Prince's Mansion with him, there will be no turning back."
Su Qingchan seemed not to hear, but stared at Prince Yong with a dazed look, as if he were the only person left in the world.
Prince Yong looked at Yu Wan triumphantly, as if showing off his spoils of war.
Then she slowly spoke, her tone tinged with provocation, "Miss Yu, since Miss Su has made up her mind, what are you, an outsider, interfering for?"
Su Qingchan was deeply moved. She tugged at the hem of Prince Yong's robe and whispered coquettishly, "Your Highness, I'm a little tired. Shall we go back to the manor?"
Prince Yong looked at her tenderly, his eyes full of affection, and readily agreed, "I'll do whatever Chan'er says."
He put his arm around Su Qingchan and got into the carriage.
As the Prince Yong's carriage gradually disappeared into the distance, Yu Wan's expression of disappointment at his lack of ambition was replaced by solemnity.
She didn't believe that with an older brother like Su Mu guiding her, Su Qingchan would be so foolish.
What exactly does Su Qingchan want to do?
……
Prince Yong's Mansion.
Prince Yong arranged for Su Qingchan to live in Yilan Courtyard, a place only the future Princess Yong was qualified to reside in.
He then had the storeroom opened and gave Su Qingchan a lot of jewelry and ornaments, filling the courtyard to the brim.
Seeing all this, Su Qingchan's eyes welled up with tears. "The prince is so good to me, how can I ever repay him..."
Upon hearing this, Prince Yong's eyes flickered slightly, a calculating glint in them.
But his face immediately lit up with a gentle smile, and he said, "I love Chan'er, so it is only right that I treat her well."
The two embraced and talked for a while before Prince Yong gently patted Su Qingchan's hand, citing unfinished official business.
"Chan'er, I'll go take care of official business first. You rest well here."
Su Qingchan nodded reluctantly.
His eyes followed Prince Yong's departing figure.
Even after his figure disappeared at the courtyard gate, they lingered in their gaze for a long time.
Upon seeing this, the maidservant sent by Prince Yong to serve Su Qingchan stepped forward and teased with a smile, "Miss is so lucky. This is the first time I've ever seen the Prince care so much about a woman."
The maid glanced at the jewelry and ornaments filling the courtyard, her eyes filled with envy. "Miss, these were all bestowed upon the Prince by the Emperor. The Prince said they were all reserved for his future princess."
Hearing the maid's words, Su Qingchan's expression remained completely unchanged.
With a smile playing on his lips, he squatted down and took out a small jade Pixiu from the box.
The Pixiu is carved so lifelike, with every line exquisitely detailed, as if it would come to life at any moment.
Su Qingchan gently stroked the outline of the Pixiu with her fingers, then lowered her eyes.
Upon seeing this, the maidservant covered her mouth in astonishment, "Miss, the Prince has actually given you this jade Pixiu as well! It's worth a fortune!"
Is it worth a fortune?
Su Qingchan stared at the jade Pixiu in her hand, a strong hatred flashing deep in her eyes.
Her brother once carved one of these little Pixiu for her himself.
In her opinion, no rare treasure could compare to the wooden Pixiu that her brother had given her.
Su Qingchan gripped the jade Pixiu tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms, but she was completely unaware, her mind filled with memories of her time with her father and brothers.
Seeing that Su Qingchan remained silent, the maid looked over in confusion and asked, "Miss, what's wrong?"
Su Qingchan then came to her senses and suppressed the hatred surging in her eyes.
She smiled gently and said, "It's nothing. Could you please prepare some writing materials for me? I'd like to write a letter."
The maid looked at her suspiciously, her gaze lingering on her face for a moment. "Whom does the young lady wish to write a letter to?"
Su Qingchan's smile vanished instantly, her eyebrows furrowed, and her face was full of displeasure. "Do I need to explain to a maid like you what I'm going to do?"
He had the air of a petty person who had achieved his goal.
Upon seeing this, a hint of disdain flashed in the maid's eyes.
But she immediately put on a fawning smile and replied with a smile, "Yes, yes, this servant will go and get it right away."
Su Qingchan looked at the jade Pixiu in her hand, her eyes gradually becoming firm.
Father, brother, rest assured, I will definitely make Prince Yong pay for his crimes in blood...
After the maid brought over the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, Su Qingchan found an excuse to send her away and sat down at the table alone.
She frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then slowly picked up her pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote lines of text on the paper.
After writing the letter, Su Qingchan carefully folded it, put it in an envelope, and then called her maid.
"Go and deliver this letter to the Yun residence and give it to Miss Yu Wan."
The maid glanced at the letter in Su Qingchan's hand, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes. She didn't take it immediately. "Miss, the Prince has ordered that we cannot leave the manor without his permission. Besides, if the Prince finds out about secretly delivering a letter, this servant..."
Su Qingchan pulled a gold hairpin given to her by the Prince of Yong from her hair and stuffed it into the maid's hand, her tone full of pride: "Don't worry, as long as you help me deliver the letter, I will definitely not treat you unfairly."
"Even if the prince finds out, he will certainly not blame me because he dotes on me so much."