CHAPTER 342: CHAPTER 342: PEI SHU’ER, COME WITH ME

Pei Shu’er’s cheeks were slightly red, and she whispered, "Why are we in such a hurry?"

Tang Zan’s lips curled up slightly: "Of course, it’s to hurry and get married, and then do some fun things."

Pei Shu’er’s cheeks reddened even more as she gently hit Tang Zan, causing him to laugh heartily.

Even though Xuan Liu and Di Yi Di Er couldn’t hear what the two were saying, they had complex expressions on their faces.

Their master was never like this before. In front of them, their master was always so aloof, never looking so glued to Pei Shu’er’s face as he was now.

And willing to play and joke with her.

Pei Shu’er and Tang Zan returned to the Deserted Mountain. On the night before the wedding, Pei Shu’er had some insomnia. She was truly tired, but just couldn’t fall asleep.

Just at that time, her abdomen began to hurt again, and she faintly heard a melody of a flute.

Pei Shu’er just felt that this flute sound was exceptionally familiar, but she couldn’t recall where she’d heard it before.

Half an hour later, her room door was knocked on.

Pei Shu’er thought it was Tang Zan, opened the door with a smile, and at the door stood Yan Hengyin in a white robe.

Her smile faded a little.

Yan Hengyin looked at Pei Shu’er, a trace of longing in his eyes, along with some pain.

He said, "Pei Shu’er, didn’t you say before, that as long as I play this flute, you would come to find me?"

Pei Shu’er said nothing, and Yan Hengyin reached out to pull Pei Shu’er, but she avoided him.

"Why is the Third Prince visiting so late at night?"

Yan Hengyin took a deep breath, "Pei Shu’er, you know you don’t really want to marry Tang Zan. Let me take you away?"

Pei Shu’er shook her head, "Please respect yourself, Third Prince. I am willing to marry Tang Zan."

Yan Hengyin was so angry his eyes turned red.

"How could you possibly want to marry Tang Zan? The person you love has always been me."

Pei Shu’er didn’t know where Yan Hengyin got his confidence.

She smiled, it was a bright smile, but her eyes were cold.

"What makes the Third Prince think that a woman would like someone who allowed her to marry another man?"

Yan Hengyin’s face changed, and Pei Shu’er continued to speak.

"Third Prince, when you asked me to marry Tang Zan, I already lost hope in you."

Yan Hengyin hurriedly defended, "I told you before, I wouldn’t let you really marry him. In the end, didn’t you not finish the wedding ceremony with him?"

Pei Shu’er smiled with a raised eyebrow, looking at Yan Hengyin.

"That’s right, we didn’t finish the ceremony. It was only because Prince Zhan Mansion was raided, and I was exiled along with them. The journey of exile was two thousand miles, and if I were any weaker, I’d have certainly died."

After saying this, Pei Shu’er looked up at Yan Hengyin, her gaze piercing.

"Furthermore, the Third Prince had Pei Lingling impersonate me to plant false evidence in Prince Zhan Mansion. This act truly chills my heart."

Pei Shu’er said this with a bit of probing intention, which she had thought over carefully as the most likely possibility.

Yan Hengyin’s face changed; he didn’t expect Pei Shu’er to actually know the truth.

Seeing Yan Hengyin’s expression, Pei Shu’er was already certain, and she let out a mocking laugh.

"Weren’t you just afraid I wouldn’t do it, worrying I would retreat from fear of implication, especially since by that time I was already considered half a member of the Tang Family, so you let Pei Lingling impersonate me to plant evidence."

At this moment, her heart felt some desolation for her former self.

The original Pei Shu’er genuinely liked Yan Hengyin, even to the extent of being willing to die for him, to marry someone she didn’t love.

But evidently, Yan Hengyin wasn’t worth such affection; he only used her.

Furthermore, she now vaguely recalled her former self insisting on meeting the Third Prince.

The original wanted to plead with the Third Prince not to let her be exiled; she just couldn’t bear to never see Yan Hengyin again.

But that time, Yan Hengyin rejected her and uttered many harsh words.

The original’s heart completely died at that moment.

Pain flickered in Yan Hengyin’s eyes.

"Shu’er, I was also considering the bigger picture. The reason I had Pei Lingling impersonate you was that you, as a future Young Madam, wouldn’t be obstructed in Prince Zhan Mansion."

Pei Shu’er nodded lightly, "I understand your concerns. When I liked you, I truly liked you, but now, I truly don’t like you anymore. Please, don’t entangle yourself with me any longer."

After saying this, Pei Shu’er added, "You should leave, Third Prince."

Yan Hengyin said nothing, suddenly grabbing Pei Shu’er’s hand, his words came out fast, carrying an urgency he hadn’t noticed himself.

"Shu’er, let me take you away. Let’s pretend the past never happened. I promise you the position of concubine."

This was already his final concession.

Pei Shu’er couldn’t help but laugh.

"Yan Hengyin, it’s not just the position of a concubine, even your position of main wife, I don’t care for it anymore. Back then, I just wanted to be your concubine, and you wouldn’t agree. Now, I’ve fallen in love with Tang Zan, and even if you piled gold and silver before me, I wouldn’t care. Belated affection is cheaper than grass."

Yan Hengyin’s eyes grew sharp; as a Prince, to humble himself and speak to a woman in this way, he had already given Pei Shu’er enough dignity.

Since Pei Shu’er wouldn’t respond to the gentle approach, then he’d try the tough approach.

After all, no matter what, he wouldn’t let Pei Shu’er marry Tang Zan.

"Pei Shu’er, I know you’re just being stubborn. Come with me now."

He felt a sudden uneasiness, and only at this moment did he realize Pei Shu’er truly had no feelings for him anymore.

Maybe, she even deeply hated him.

Pei Shu’er said, "I’ve already fallen in love with Tang Zan; he’s the one I’ve chosen, so I won’t leave."

In Yan Hengyin’s eyes, regret and pain intertwined, and his tone carried a hint of jealousy.

"You used to choose me, clearly."

Pei Shu’er nodded, "Yes, but you didn’t cherish it back then, and now Tang Zan treasures me greatly. He’s the one I choose."

Yan Hengyin showed a rare lapse, his eyes red, his mind filled with memories of the past.

"Pei Shu’er, I don’t care who you like now. In my heart, you’re mine. As for your lack of feelings for me, it doesn’t matter; I will make you love me again soon enough."

After saying this, Yan Hengyin moved closer to Pei Shu’er, and she sensed something was off, feeling like Yan Hengyin intended to kidnap her.

As Yan Hengyin reached out, Pei Shu’er quickly stepped back to enter the room, and Yan Hengyin also stepped inside.

The White Tiger, sensing hostility, positioned itself in front of Pei Shu’er, growling at Yan Hengyin.

Yan Hengyin said, "Pei Shu’er, come with me. I may have treated you poorly before, but from now on, I will treat you well."

"Third Prince, naturally, my wife is taken care of by me, and you need not concern yourself with her so much."

Pei Shu’er sensed Tang Zan’s powerful aura; he approached Yan Hengyin step by step, his eyes full of coldness.