Could it be that, by then, all these women would have to be killed?
After all, even an old bachelor who desperately wanted to marry a wife would not have the courage to marry a woman who had once been with a prince.
"Why are you still chasing me? Go marry your wife. Go take wives and concubines by the dozen. Go enjoy a house full of children and grandchildren."
Xi Muyan finally caught up with Su Yuxin in the rear garden, but Su Yuxin was extremely agitated. She struggled desperately, trying to break free from him.
Xi Muyan had no choice but to grab her and hold her tightly. "Believe me. My promise will not change. I will marry only you, and I will have only you."
At last, Su Yuxin's tears fell like beads slipping from a broken string. She pounded hard against his back. "You can't even decide your own marriage. How can you expect me to believe you? Am I supposed to hold on to this unrealistic hope and wait forever? How long am I supposed to wait?"
Xi Muyan heartacheingly wiped away her tears. "It won't be long. It will be over soon. Bear with it for a little while, all right?"
Su Yuxin sobbed for quite a while. Under Xi Muyan's constant reassurance, she finally began to calm down.
"But you really won't become like she said, taking the throne and then having Three Palaces and Six Courtyards?"
Xi Muyan fell silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly. "That's what the ancestral rules require. There's nothing I can do about it. But I can promise you that they'll only be ornaments meant to placate the court officials."
"I won't touch them, and I won't pay them any attention."
Su Yuxin wiped her tears and