MY PRINCE HUSBAND HAS SEVEN WIVES AND I AM HIS FAVOURITE!
Chapter 137: Is she the shy girl from before?

Chapter 137: Is she the shy girl from before?

Silence.

A silence so deep it swallowed the entire courtyard.

Mouths hung open. Eyes stretched wide.

The nobleman who had been demanding an answer? Speechless.

The officials who had been murmuring in suspicion? Frozen.

The ladies who had been gossiping moments ago? Completely pale.

Because in front of them, standing boldly in the center of it all—

The Seventh Consort was locked in an intimate embrace with the Crown Prince.

Zhao Yan held Hua Jing so tightly, so possessively, that there was no space between them.

One hand gripped her waist as if he was afraid she would disappear.

The other cupped the back of her neck, tilting her face upward.

And their lips—

Were sealed together.

Neither of them pulling away.

Neither of them breaking apart.

As if this was the most natural thing in the world.

A sharp inhale cut through the still air.

Someone gasped.

Another stumbled back.

The realization hit them all at once.

They were kissing.

The prince was kissing the consort.

And they weren’t stopping.

Hua Ling couldn’t breathe.

Her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

This couldn’t be happening.

This shouldn’t be happening.

And yet, right in front of her eyes—it was.

Jiang Lei felt his entire body go stiff.

His face darkened with something ugly.

That wasn’t...

That wasn’t the Hua Jing he knew.

The meek, obedient woman who used to trail after him, gazing at him like he was her entire world.

No.

This woman...

This woman was standing in another man’s arms.

He had never even gotten the opportunity to touch her hands yet she was now publicly kissing another man?

And not just any man—

The Crown Prince!

When they were together, Hua Jing had been quite shy. She always told him to wait until they were married.

Although he was quite happy that she was keeping herself for him, he was a young man with needs after all!

The shy girl from before,

Was this?

Chen Li’s breath hitched.

Her fingers curled into fists.

Her mind reeled.

This—this was not supposed to happen!

Hua Jing was supposed to be worthless.

A blemish on their family name.

A girl she had locked away, beaten into submission.

And yet—

There she was.

Standing before the entire noble class.

Wrapped in the arms of the Crown Prince.

Not in secrecy.

Not in shame.

But boldly. Publicly.

The daughter she had discarded like trash...

Was now paraded as royalty.

And worse—

She didn’t look weak.

She didn’t look broken.

She looked...

Untouchable.

Unbothered.

Powerful.

Chen Li felt something twist inside her.

She wanted to scream.

She wanted to tear Hua Jing away from him.

She wanted to ruin her.

Again and again and again!

This was not the life meant for Hua Jing. Only Hua Ling could receive such a treatment.

These two had already turned her daughter’s wedding into some kind of joke!

How could she face the public after this?

This humiliation has beyond what she was expecting!

She looked sideways and saw her husband, Hua Ming Rong.

Hua Ming Rong’s first reaction?

Disgust.

He had never cared for Hua Jing.

To him, she was a blemish.

A stain on his otherwise perfect noble reputation.

She had always been a useless burden.

And now?

Now she stood before him, in the arms of a prince.

And just like that—

His expression shifted.

His hatred melted into calculation.

A prince’s consort was no small title.

A prince’s favorite was even better.

If Hua Jing held power in Zhao Yan’s heart—

Then he, as her father, could hold power too.

His lips curled.

Perhaps...

Perhaps his illegitimate daughter wasn’t so worthless after all!

Crack.

Hua Ling’s nails dug into her palms.

Her entire body shook.

This—this wasn’t fair.

She was supposed to be the one everyone admired today.

She was supposed to be the one envied.

And yet—

Hua Jing stole it.

Again.

Her gaze burned holes into her sister.

Her teeth gritted so hard it hurt.

She wanted to tear her apart.

She wanted to scream.

She wanted to—

Her thoughts were spiralling out and out of control. There was no death she saw in her mind that suited Hua Jing.

She just wanted her gone!

Her hatred was simmering and boiling over!

Among all the reactions, the one who was more shocked was Hua Jing...

Hua Jing did not know what was happening.

She truly, honestly, had no idea.

One moment, she was staring at Zhao Yan—annoyed, frustrated, questioning.

And then—

Then something soft landed on her lips.

Warm.

Firm.

Unfamiliar.

Her entire body stiffened.

The air in her lungs vanished.

Her thoughts screeched to a stop.

Her mind—blank.

Then—

Realization crashed into her.

He was kissing her.

Zhao Yan was kissing her.

Her lips parted slightly in shock.

Which was a mistake.

Because the moment she did, Zhao Yan deepened the kiss.

His hold on her tightened.

The world around them ceased to exist.

Only the two of them remained.

And Zhao Yan did not let go.

She tried to fight him but his arms were as strong as iron chains no matter how much she tried and how much strength she put in the pool it was a futile.

Her eyes were opened wide as she stared at him. He looked dedicated and almost soft.

His eyes white tightly shot as if he was savoring this moment. Hua Jing’s mind went completely blank without knowing what else to do.

Now that it was like this she could now fail the warmth that was on her lips. His lips were very soft and quite hot she did not know why but she felt like she wanted more and more of it.

Even though she hated this man to the core, why was it that she wanted him this close to her?

For a little while, she told herself that this warmth she wanted to get closer and closer to it and that was what she did.

Zhao Yan felt her stirring in his arms and before he knew it, the softness got even more intense.

Hua Jing was kissing him back!