The knife slipped from Ouya's hand, and she squatted in the corner, crying bitterly.
A trace of heartache flashed through Chi Zhengze's eyes. He walked over quietly, crouched in front of her, and gently pulled her into his arms. "Don't cry. I know you're upset. I know you don't trust me right now."
"Listen to me carefully. I promise you, once I ascend the throne, I'll immediately make you my Queen Consort. I won't have any other women. I'll only have you."
Ouya's mood didn't improve after hearing his promise. Instead, it grew even worse.
She looked up with tear-streaked cheeks, her eyes brimming with tears, and stared at him mockingly. "Hah, you won't have anyone else?"
If she were still that foolish woman from her Past Life, perhaps she would have believed his ridiculous lies.
So what if he made her Queen?
So what if he kept saying that he loved only her?
Hadn't he still married one woman after another and brought them home?
By her reckoning, Chi Zhengze might well be the king who had taken the most wives in the Qiyuan Empire.
Chi Zhengze thought she was referring to Su Qiao and hurriedly explained, "Su Qiao was just an accident."
"I don't have any feelings for her. You're the one I truly like, and you're the one I love. Believe me, all right?"
Ouya sneered. "If she was just an accident, then go explain everything to her right now. Do you dare?"
Between power and love, he would always choose power.
If only she had seen through this sooner in her Past Life. Then she wouldn't have ended up that way.
"Oh, perhaps you won't need to tell her, because she's already set her sights on your elder brother, Chi Jingyue. You've already been dumped."
Humiliated