"..."
Then she simply left her seat and walked over to the cluster of peonies in full bloom. She stood there, looking at the gorgeous flowers with a cold expression, and no one knew what she was thinking.
After a long while, she sensed several fixed gazes on her from behind. Only then did she raise her head and turn to look at Wang Xifeng, who was still smiling somewhat awkwardly. She said coolly:
"Sister-in-law Feng..."
"Daiyu won't marry anyone."
Her tone was quite calm, but she spoke with such absolute conviction that she left no room for negotiation. Her eyes were filled with determination and a certain detachment.
She didn't know why, but whenever she heard the words "get married," a nameless irritation and resistance rose within her, along with disgust. It was as if marriage were an abyss, a shackle, a place of doom she would never willingly set foot in.
After all, she wouldn't turn thirteen until the new year, and was only fourteen by nominal age. She was still two years away from her coming-of-age ceremony. Why was someone already so impatient?
As she spoke, she instinctively glanced in a certain direction. There she saw the magical bear Tibbers, who for some reason always seemed familiar to her, being sat on by that troublesome little girl, her great immortal master. She was perched on him as if he were a cushion.
The sight was rather comical, but for some reason, a trace of warmth stirred in her heart.
"!!"
Only after hearing Daiyu's unequivocal refusal did Baochai finally recover from her shock.
Then she looked at Daiyu in disbelief and exclaimed:
"Lin Meimei, you..."
"You don't even want the position of princess consort?"
As she asked, her voice couldn't help but take on an unmistakable note