Chapter 1683: Chongfei’s Darkening Script 35

Chapter 1683: Chapter 1683: Chongfei’s Darkening Script 35

Su Yan finished listening and spoke.

"Song Zhen?"

Zhang Ke heard Su Yan’s response and slowly let out a breath of relief.

So she still knows.

Zhang Ke nodded.

"Yes."

What Zhang Ke said didn’t mean much to Su Yan.

After all, she wasn’t going to marry Prince Zhen Nan anyway.

But the maid Xiao Tao beside Su Yan was already about to explode.

W-what does this person mean?

What does he mean, saying Prince Zhen Nan’s beloved is that Song Zhen?

Although the Princess came because of a marriage alliance,

how can this guard say it so openly, humiliating the Princess to her face like this?

Xiao Tao’s face flushed red with anger.

"You’re being insolent!"

Su Yan raised her hand and waved it lightly.

"It’s fine, keep talking."

Xiao Tao saw that her Princess actually wasn’t angry.

She forced down her rage and waited on that guard.

To see what exactly that guard could say.

Then Zhang Ke continued,

"It’s already spread throughout the barracks that Vice General Song Zhen will be married by the General and will become the Princess of Prince Zhen Nan."

At that, Xiao Tao truly couldn’t hold back anymore.

"You—you!! Where did this petty lowlife come from, daring to spout such wild nonsense before the Princess, to insult her like this?"

Su Yan glanced at Xiao Tao.

"Stop talking."

Xiao Tao felt wronged on the Princess’s behalf.

But she could only stomp her feet and stand there, her face full of anger.

Su Yan said,

"What you mean is, your General won’t marry me because he’s going to marry Song Zhen?"

Zhang Ke said,

"You are the Princess of marriage, carrying the imperial decree—how could he not marry you?

But Vice General Song Zhen is also someone the General promised long ago.

In such a situation, can Your Highness really bear to make the General break his promise and let hundreds of thousands of soldiers be disappointed?"

Su Yan said,

"So what?"

Zhang Ke fell silent at first, then finally said,

"As long as you and Vice General Song Zhen both become Princesses of Prince Zhen Nan, the General won’t be condemned by others."

Su Yan finished listening.

She looked at this Deputy General.

So, he’d come to persuade her to accept being an equal wife?

As they spoke, the sky grew even more overcast.

Su Yan was feeling a bit irritable.

Forcing herself to endure it, she wanted to hear this man finish.

Su Yan opened her mouth.

"The General has never brought up this matter with me."

Just as her words fell,

there was a soft patter.

A raindrop fell onto Su Yan’s body.

Then the fine, continuous rain began to fall.

The ground grew damp; standing on the floorboards, it felt a bit slick.

When Zhang Ke heard this, for some reason he grew anxious, and even though it was already raining, he showed no intention of leaving.

"You are about to marry into the Prince Zhen Nan Mansion—have you not considered the General at all?"

Su Yan closed her eyes for a moment, then lifted her head to look at the raindrops falling from the sky.

After a long time, she said,

"I remember that Song Zhen is still kneeling at the study door.

If she can kneel until her legs go lame, perhaps I might consider it."

Zhang Ke said,

"You..."

Listening to her, Zhang Ke couldn’t help but be tainted by a flash of anger.

This Princess was truly ruthless.

She could actually say something like that.

Su Yan looked at Zhang Ke and tilted her head.

"You like that Song Zhen?"

With one sentence she seemed to pierce straight through Zhang Ke’s secret.

His face flushed red all over.

Su Yan felt stifled, a bit irritable.

After these many days of continuous drizzle,

she had already grown somewhat used to this surge of irritability inside.

She could control it a little.

But her mood was still thoroughly foul.

Especially looking at the man in front of her—the more she saw him, the more annoyed she felt.

"Where do you get the nerve to come here and say these things to me?"

Every word that Su Yan uttered struck directly at the heart.

Xiao Tao took a deep breath.

Then quietly stepped back a bit.

She exhaled softly.

Afraid of provoking even the slightest displeasure in the Princess.

Her mistress had said before: when it rains, don’t make a sound.

Serving the Princess for so long,

she had clearly noticed it too.

When it rains, the Princess’s mood is especially bad.