"Prince, the wound on your arm hasn't healed yet. Delivering the betrothal gifts can wait!"
Liu Wan turned to Xia Siheng as she spoke.
She stared at his injured arm, her brow full of worry.
"It's nothing. I promised three days, so three days it shall be. If I broke my word, wouldn't I be letting you and Wanwan down?"
Xia Siheng struggled to keep the corners of his mouth down, but the joy spilling from his eyes was impossible to hide.
Today was the day they had agreed upon.
He had already ordered the betrothal gifts prepared and sent to the Minister's Residence. His Imperial Consort mother would also leave the palace to propose the match for him.
There was no backing out now.
At the thought, Xia Siheng's heart brimmed with delight, and the tips of his ears flushed faintly.
Liu Wan gave him a reproachful look. "You also promised to wait until Wanwan accepted you, didn't you?"
Had Wanwan accepted him?
There hadn't been any answer to that yet.
Xia Siheng's smile froze.
Liu Wan had been caring for him these past few days. To keep Wanwan from coming back and disturbing them, he had deliberately asked his imperial elder brother to take her into the palace to play.
He had been so utterly immersed in their tender, intimate world of two that he had forgotten to persuade Wanwan to accept him!
Oh no.
Beauty led men astray!
Beauty really did lead men astray!
"Don't worry. Wanwan will certainly accept having a daddy. Get into the carriage first. I'll have my Imperial Consort mother bring Wanwan over in a little while."
"And have Wanwan accept her new daddy!"
Xia Siheng's lips curved slightly as he moved to help Liu Wan into the carriage.
Seeing her half-doubtful look,