“Gently, gently! You’re hurting me.”
On the covered walkway, Cui Yunchu frowned as she pulled her hand out of Cui Yunfeng’s grip.
Cui Yunfeng and Tang Qingwan both turned back to look at her.
Cui Yunchu’s expression was indifferent.
However, Cui Yunfeng stepped forward again, grabbed Cui Yunchu’s hand, and continued pulling her along. She didn't let go until they had left the Eldest Princess’s Manor.
Cui Yunchu looked down at the red mark on the back of her fair, slender hand, feeling quite speechless.
Cui Yunfeng glanced at her. “Why is your skin so delicate? I barely used any strength.”
Cui Yunchu glared at her. Suddenly, a deep male voice sounded from behind them.
“Qingwan.”
It was the Crown Prince.
Cui Yunchu turned her head, but she only caught a glimpse of the corner of his robe before Cui Yunfeng covered her eyes and dragged her onto the carriage.
Cui Yunchu said nothing.
Cui Yunfeng held the carriage curtains shut tightly. “You are not allowed to make a sound, you are not allowed to get off, and you are absolutely not allowed to peek.”
Cui Yunchu thought to herself: although she was a bit troublesome, she wasn't shameless. It was broad daylight; did they think she would just pounce on the Crown Prince?
The two of them were acting as if a rabid dog was attacking.
Too lazy to explain, Cui Yunchu leaned against the carriage wall and started fiddling with her fingers.
The relationship between the Crown Prince and Tang Qingwan would eventually become a saga of love and hate. With her limited intelligence, she wasn't even worth a flick of their wrists. Why would she go looking for death again?
There was simply no room for anyone else to intervene in the struggle between those two.
As Cui Yunchu thought about it, a smile played on her lips. In this life, she would definitely live longer to see their final ending—whether the Crown Prince would hold ultimate power and rule over the nine provinces, or if Tang Qingwan would prove to be the superior player and force the Emperor to bow his head.
“Qingwan, I will escort you back.”
“There is no need. Miss Wanting is waiting for Your Highness back at the manor. Your Highness should go and escort her instead.”
“Qingwan...”
The carriage curtain was lifted. Ignoring the Crown Prince’s attempts to stop her, Tang Qingwan boarded the carriage.
Cui Yunchu glanced at Cui Yunfeng, intentionally trying to provoke her. “I didn't eavesdrop, but I heard everything. What are you going to do about it?”
Cui Yunfeng snapped, “Can you just shut up?”
“Cousin,” Cui Yunchu tugged at Tang Qingwan’s sleeve, “is it really alright to just leave the Crown Prince out there in the cold?”
“Drive,” Tang Qingwan said nothing else, directly ordering the coachman.
Cui Yunfeng lifted the curtain slightly. The Crown Prince stood where he was, his brow furrowed, looking quite frustrated as he stared at the carriage.
“Your Highness, my grandmother is waiting to see my cousin, so I will take her home first.” Cui Yunfeng gave the Crown Prince a way to save face.
The Crown Prince still showed Cui Yunfeng some respect.
From the angle where the curtain was lifted, the Crown Prince could see Tang Qingwan, but she kept her back to him and ignored him entirely.
Cui Yunchu really wanted to tell Cui Yunfeng that there was no need to be so cautious. Even if Tang Qingwan stabbed the Crown Prince right through, he wouldn't care.
This was exactly what Cui Yunchu admired most about Tang Qingwan in her past life.
When it came to the art of managing a husband, who could compare to her? Even afterward, she could still make the Crown Prince feel so heartbroken that he lost all will to live.
She wondered where she had gotten the confidence to think she could seduce the Crown Prince back then.
As she thought of this, Cui Yunchu’s gaze fell on Cui Yunfeng, and she sighed.
Prince An was also deeply and unswervingly devoted to her, but unfortunately, their fate was shallow despite the deep love.
Why couldn't she find someone who would treat her like that?
She looked up and suddenly met the gazes of Tang Qingwan and Cui Yunfeng staring at her. Her eyes flickered. “Why are you both looking at me?”
Tang Qingwan said, “Just now, at the Eldest Princess’s Manor...”
“Those words... Grandmother scolded me this morning. I thought about it carefully, and I was indeed in the wrong before. Cousin, don't worry, I won't covet the Crown Prince anymore or make a fool of myself.”
Tang Qingwan scrutinized Cui Yunchu from head to toe. Her narrow eyes were incredibly piercing, as if they could see right through a person's inner thoughts.
“I swear.” Cui Yunchu held up three fingers.
Cui Yunfeng added, “If you can't keep your word, you'll be punished by having to marry a poor and wicked scholar.”
Cui Yunchu’s three upright fingers curled slightly for a moment, but under the watchful, predatory gazes of Tang Qingwan and Cui Yunfeng, she straightened them back up.
Her lifelong wish was to marry a powerful and influential husband. This wish remained unchanged, even in this life.
Cui Yunfeng had such a wicked heart!!!
