The scumbag was secretly having an affair, while I was openly having an affair with the prince.

Chapter 32: The Entanglement Continues

Ye Shishu picked up the top box in the trunk, opened it, and found a string of crystal-clear, round pearls.

She lowered her eyelashes and sighed inwardly.

The fact that he gave him such a rare gift just because she acted as that woman's substitute shows how important that woman was to Prince Cheng...

"Your Highness, are you unhappy?" Ninth Aunt had been observing her reaction, but the more she observed, the more puzzled and uneasy she felt.

Ye Shishu snapped out of her reverie and grinned at her, "These are all the Prince's good intentions, how could I not be happy? It's just that I was so surprised that I was a little distracted."

is it?

Aunt Jiu had some doubts, but seeing her bright smile, she didn't say anything more.

Just then, a gatekeeper brought over a note and said, "Miss, Wei Yonghuai sent this to invite you to Ziqiong Manor so that he can personally return some old items to you."

Ye Shishu took the invitation and frowned as she read it.

Over the past ten years since she met Wei Yonghuai, they have exchanged countless letters, which are still in each other's possession.

Wei Yonghuai invited her to Ziqiong Villa because he wanted to return all the letters to each other.

She really couldn't refuse.

After all, they have no relationship anymore. If they keep each other's letters, even if it's not a hidden danger, it's still enough to make people feel disgusted if it falls into the wrong hands.

After thinking for a moment, she said to the guard, "Reply to them that I will be on time for the appointment."

"Yes." The guard responded and withdrew.

Aunt Jiu listened from the side, her eyes darting around.

Wei Yonghuai definitely has ill intentions; we must inform the Prince of this matter as soon as possible!

……

Ziqiong Villa is located on a hillside in the suburbs of Beijing.

The villa has a pleasure house, a casino, and an auction of rare and precious treasures that are rarely seen in the world. It is no exaggeration to say that this is the biggest money pit in the capital.

Because of its beautiful scenery, with flowers and butterflies to admire in summer and ice and snow to enjoy in winter, many talented men and beautiful women love to visit this place.

Besides bringing Ninth Aunt, Ye Shishu also brought several guards. They arrived at the villa half an hour early and booked a private room facing the back mountain. They enjoyed the scenery and tea, which was extremely pleasant.

When Wei Yonghuai arrived, the pot of tea had just been emptied.

Seeing him arrive empty-handed, Ye Shishu couldn't help but sneer, "Young Master Wei said he would return the old items, is this how you break your promise?"

Wei Yonghuai sat down directly opposite her, looking at her with eyes full of pain. "Shu'er, let's talk, okay?"

At the age of twenty, she should have been full of vigor and ambition, but in Ye Shishu's eyes, the man in front of her was thin and had a sallow complexion. She didn't know what had blinded her to entrust her life to such a man.

"Young Master Wei, what else can we possibly talk about?" she retorted sarcastically. "Should we talk about my past ignorance and naivety, or about the wealth and glory I will enjoy as the Princess Consort of Cheng?"

“Shu’er, Prince Cheng’s willingness to marry you is merely a ploy to win over General Zhihe’s mansion! He has someone he truly loves in his heart, and it’s impossible for him to be sincere towards you!” Wei Yonghuai said excitedly.

"So what if you try to win over my General's Mansion? Isn't the marriage between your Wei family and my General's Mansion for your own benefit? If I remember correctly, my father gave you a chance, but you abandoned the marriage because you didn't want my memorial tablet to come with a dowry. As for whether Prince Cheng is sincere, that's between him and me, and no one else needs to worry about it."

“Shu’er…” Wei Yonghuai’s pain intensified, and he said hoarsely, “I know I’ve done many wrong things. I don’t ask for your forgiveness, I only ask that you give me a chance to make it up to you for the rest of my life, okay? I don’t have the noble status of Prince Cheng, but Prince Cheng is disabled and has someone else in his heart. He can’t give you happiness. I can swear to God that I will cherish you and protect you with all my heart for the rest of my life, and I will only have you and no other thoughts!”

"You have no chance!"

It wasn't Ye Shishu who spoke, but rather a voice that suddenly came from the doorway.

Wei Yonghuai looked up, his face instantly darkening.

Ye Shishu turned around and saw a certain man sitting in a wheelchair being pushed in by Wen Yan.

She stood up to greet him, "What brings you here, Your Highness?"

Yu Chi Ling glanced at her, his gaze coldly fixed on Wei Yonghuai. His words were as sharp and hurtful as a drawn sword: "Young Master Wei, do you need me to show you the imperial decree of marriage? She is now my queen!"

Wei Yonghuai was so embarrassed that he couldn't describe it. He got up and stormed out of the door!

Ye Shishu frowned deeply as she watched his disheveled figure.

"What, you're reluctant to part with me?" Yu Chi Ling glared at her coldly.

"What's there to be reluctant about? I haven't even gotten my things back yet!" Ye Shishu blurted out, then immediately straightened her posture and asked again when she met his cold eyes, "Your Highness, what brings you here?"

"What do you think Wei Yonghuai wants to take back?"

"It's nothing, just some letters we exchanged before." Ye Shishu pointed to the small box on the table. "I brought everything he gave me."

Yu Chi Ling's gaze fell on the box, his eyes sharp as swords, as if he had a grudge against it.

"Wen Yan!"

“Your Highness, I am here.” Wen Yan, who was behind the wheelchair, immediately stepped forward.

"Burn it!"

"Yes!"

Wen Yan accepted the order, picked up the small box that Ye Shishu had brought out, and quickly left.

Ninth Aunt silently followed them out, considerately closing the door behind her.

In the elegant room.

Just the two of them.

"Have you received the jewelry I sent you?"

"Yes, thank you for your generous gift, Your Highness." Ye Shishu curtsied.

"I heard you don't like it?"

"..." Ye Shishu stiffened slightly. She knew without asking that it must have been Ninth Aunt who had relayed the message. She secretly composed herself, then looked up at him and smiled. "Your Highness, everyone loves money. How could I not like it? It's just that Your Highness has sent so many things at once, each one incredibly valuable. As the saying goes, one cannot accept a reward without merit. I feel uneasy and ashamed to receive such a gift."

"As long as you like."

Yu Chi Ling spun his wheel to the table, glanced at the tea set, and seeing only a used cup, his long-standing cold expression softened.

Ye Shishu asked him cautiously, "Your Highness, would you like some tea? I'll have someone brew another pot."

Yu Chi Ling said in a low voice, "The Imperial View Snow that you just used."

"Your Highness, you have excellent taste! This Imperial Snow Fragrance is sweet and delightful. Enjoying it while admiring the scenery outside is an incredibly pleasant experience!" Ye Shishu praised before heading towards the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Wenmo's silly grinning face.

Besides the tea tray he was carrying, Aunt Jiu was also carrying a food tray with local specialties, candied fruits and pastries, and fresh fruits...

"Your Highness, I heard that you ordered a pot of Imperial Fragrance. The Prince was worried that it wouldn't be enough for you, so he had me prepare another pot in advance."

"Your Highness is very thoughtful." Ye Shishu gave a dry laugh, took the tea tray, and turned to go into the room.

Aunt Jiu followed them into the house, set out all sorts of food on the table, and quickly left, considerately closing the door behind them once again.

Ye Shishu sat back in her previous seat. The man's wheelchair was right next to her. She lowered her head and silently poured him tea and served him food.

Yu Chi Ling didn't look at the things on the table; his narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes were almost always fixed on her. His question was also very direct, "Something on your mind?"