She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 42: If She Dislikes the Position of Crown Princess Consort, What About Empress?

Chapter 42: Chapter 42: If She Dislikes the Position of Crown Princess Consort, What About Empress?

Crows on the wall stretched their wings and took flight, crying long into the horizon.

Yan Wanqing couldn’t help but coldly laugh as she looked at the person in front of her, whose actions repeatedly crossed her boundaries, even if he was the Crown Prince.

"Where is my servant?"

Xiao Pingfeng looked at her pale, delicate face, always full of defenses against him, and pursed his lips, "Did you enjoy playing with the Young Marquis from the Northern Border today?"

"The Crown Prince had someone watching me..." Yan Wanqing frowned.

Underneath the black robe, his expression was obscured, only an icy voice was heard, "Unnecessary."

"If Crown Prince has something to say, just say it. What was the meaning of causing such a scene today!" Yan Wanqing had her temper too, especially lately it had been growing.

No matter who you are, she wasn’t willing to indulge anyone at the moment.

"They are fine."

Yan Wanqing sighed in relief upon hearing this and looked at him shrouded in his black robe, feeling oppressed. She stepped forward and directly pulled off his hat.

Under the cold moon, the Crown Prince finally revealed his noble and aloof features, but Yan Wanqing immediately frowned.

"You’re injured?" She reached out to touch his cheek, where there was a streak of blood.

Xiao Pingfeng was startled for a moment, not expecting her to directly touch him. Soon his originally icy brow eased, and his voice softened slightly.

"It’s not mine."

"Oh." Yan Wanqing vigorously wiped with her hand, and seeing that the bloodstain quickly disappeared, she withdrew her hand.

The atmosphere became strangely silent for a moment.

Feeling the intensity of his stare, her face nearly cramped, she had to lower her eyes. But the Crown Prince wouldn’t have it, he lifted her delicate chin with his hand, forcing her to look directly at him.

"You haven’t answered my question yet."

Being with Yan Wanqing, he always used "I" instead of "We."

This was enough to signify her importance to him.

Yan Wanqing looked into his deep black eyes, feeling as if she was being sucked in, and involuntarily calmed down.

"My mother and the lady from the Northern Border are sworn sisters. I was merely fulfilling my duties as a host today."

"But it is said that you and the Young Marquis had a verbal marriage engagement."

Hearing him articulate each word, Yan Wanqing sighed softly in resignation, "That was many years ago, neither the Young Marquis nor I intend to pursue this."

"That’s for the best." The Crown Prince released her hand and pulled her directly into his embrace, taking a deep breath in her hair.

Yan Wanqing was displeased, "You!"

"Just a moment, let me hold you for a while." His voice relaxed becoming unusually weary, Yan Wanqing hesitated, gradually quieting down, feeling his shallow breaths by her ear.

After a while, she couldn’t help but speak, "Crown Prince, this behavior is highly inappropriate."

"What’s inappropriate?" His voice was very low and lazily hoarse, suddenly loud in her ear, making Yan Wanqing’s ears burn, and even more eager to leave his embrace, but he wouldn’t let her, "Don’t move."

"Neither one of us is married, what’s inappropriate?" He held Jiaojiao close, feeling very comfortable, even somewhat smug, "Besides, who could you marry if not me?"

After what had happened, she dared to harbor other intentions.

Just as this thought arose, he heard, "Who said I have to marry you?"

The certain gentleman: "Say that again."

"Why are you angry?" Yan Wanqing shouted back, instantly breaking free.

The certain gentleman immediately softened, "I’m not angry with you."

Yan Wanqing took a deep breath, "This matter needs to be settled sooner or later, let’s settle it now." She opened her eyes, gazing seriously at the man in front of her, "I will not marry, not in this lifetime."

"Why?" He wasn’t surprised by her answer, just very calmly stood there asking her why.

Yan Wanqing recalled various things from her past life, feeling the burden on her shoulders was too heavy, and she did not want to drag anyone down, especially since the person before her was the current Crown Prince, the Emperor’s own son.

She did not know what the future held, nor did she have the time or mood to deal with this complex relationship.

"I cannot leave the Yan Family." She spoke softly.

This was the truth.

She could not and would not leave the Yan Family.

With her father and brothers’ fates unknown at Governor’s Office Pass and Township Manor unstable in the Capital City, she couldn’t extract herself.

"If I were not the Crown Prince of Dawei, I could accept your request," he said after a silent half-moment.

Yan Wanqing: "...that’s not what I meant." She really did not mean that!

"Then what is it?" the Crown Prince drew her back into his arms, "If you truly wish, then give me some time, I will think of a way, even transferring my allegiance is not out of the question."

"What nonsense are you talking about! You’re the Crown Prince, how can you transfer your allegiance?!" Yan Wanqing felt as if she was hearing some absurd fantasy, growing angry with the entire situation.

This man, does he have a problem with his brain!

Yan Wanqing felt like a scholar encountering soldiers, unable to argue her point clearly: "What I mean is... I won’t marry anyone."

"Not marrying anyone, then you marrying me is also fine," the Prince said nonchalantly.

Yan Wanqing: "..."

"I plan to go to Southern Mountain to become a nun, do you understand?"

Xiao Pingfeng raised an eyebrow, "Aren’t you going to take responsibility? The famous Princess Anping dines and dashes, now wants to hide in Southern Mountain to become a nun, won’t you lose face if this gets out?!"

Yan Wanqing pursed her red lips, only feeling a headache coming on.

Why did a perfectly good Crown Prince, if not for his poison tongue, also have to be such a blabbermouth?

"I don’t mind losing face," Yan Wanqing resignedly said.

She had nothing to lose face over, rumors of her being injured in her journey North of the Pass and rendered infertile had already spread; thus, suitors had become increasingly scarce over the years, and now, no one else came to propose marriage, surely this news must be already well-known throughout the Capital City.

In this lifetime, Yan Wanqing only planned on guarding the Yan Family, as long as the Yan Family was safe and secure, she would be content.

"You really don’t mind losing face, you’re trying to infuriate someone," the Crown Prince snorted coldly as he lowered his noble spine to seriously examine the person in his arms under the cold moonlight.

"If you agree, the position of Crown Princess Consort of the Eastern Palace is definitively yours."

Yan Wanqing shook her head: "No thank you."

"You must!" he said angrily, grabbing her chubby cheeks, "... if you dare to go to Southern Mountain to become a nun, I will flatten Southern Mountain."

"Xiao Pingfeng!" Yan Wanqing grew angry, her eyes blazing with rage, "I said I won’t marry, can’t you understand human speech? There are so many daughters in the Capital City, why must you obsess over me alone?"

Her voice was not loud, she even directly called him by his name.

The Crown Prince, having been called by his name, was not angry but instead laughed aloud.

"If you don’t like the position of Crown Princess Consort, what about that of Empress?" he suddenly asked in a lowered voice, his dark eyes shimmering, "I’m not joking, whatever you like, I will give it to you."

Yan Wanqing was stunned by his words.

But she quickly came to her senses.

In her past life, she had staked her family and life on a man, ultimately losing everything, leading to the ruin of her family.

In this life, she trusted no one but herself.

Seeing this, she also curved her lips, defiance in her eyes, "Really, anything I like?"

"As long as you say it."

"The world," she boldly claimed.

However, she saw the man suddenly curve his brows and eyes, "Alright."