Chapter 7: Unable to Avoid My Past Husband

She's gone mad, arguing with her brother in front of their father just to avoid marrying Song Shiwei.

Bian Yalan paced back and forth on the long corridor, heading towards the artificial hill where water flowed into the pool, creating ripples.

"Miss, don't go there." Xiao Jin blocked Bian Yalan's path.

Wasn't it where she fell into the water? Ignoring Xiao Jin's warning, Bian Yalan walked on.

What was there to be afraid of? According to Bian Yayun, was she being set up? Who had a heart black enough to want her dead? No, it must be Bian Yayun's doing.

Him? When Bian Yalan reached the edge of the pool and saw the figure standing there, she couldn't move a step further.

He still looked handsome and elegant.

"Greetings, Your Highness." Bian Yalan bowed, "I apologize for disturbing Your Highness's view, I..."

She wanted to escape.

"I was wondering what the pool could do to make you fall into the water." Song Shiwei approached Bian Yalan, his gaze uncertain, "At first glance, it doesn't seem like a pool matter. Haven't you thought about investigating?"

A man's tenderness could deceive anyone, so she had to stay alert.

"Yalan." When Bian Yalan was lost in thought, Song Shiwei gently took her hand and held it in his palm, "What are you thinking? Why don't you tell me, so I can advise you."

"Your Highness!" Bian Yalan felt flustered by his bright smile and tried to pull her hand back, but he held it even tighter.

"Do you know? Mother intends to arrange a marriage for me. I want to hear your opinion before the arrangement." Song Shiwei's voice was like a gentle spring breeze, stirring ripples in Bian Yalan's heart.

Even though Song Shiwei appeared affectionate, he couldn't win over Bian Yalan's heart. She suddenly pulled her hand back, "Your care surprises me! But this marriage is not solely my decision to make."

Regardless of etiquette, she would never enter the royal family in this lifetime.

"So, you're not very willing." Song Shiwei sighed with regret, looking disappointed.

As she looked at Song Shiwei's face in the sunlight, it seemed unreal, and she almost instinctively reached out to touch his face, as she often did after they were married. But she forcibly suppressed the urge.

Suddenly, Song Shiwei revealed a sly smile, "But I will definitely marry."

Marrying the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhengguo meant what? It would elevate the status of the noble concubines in the palace, increase Song Shiwei's chances of inheriting the throne, and bring countless other benefits. Why wouldn't he do it?

Bian Yalan's heart clenched painfully, making it hard to breathe.

The pure and beautiful love she once believed in had been tainted by bloodshed, adding to her painful memories. Now, everything around her felt so different.

She admired herself for remaining calm despite the conflicting memories, carefully calculating her next move.

"Your Highness, please reconsider!" Bian Yalan gritted her teeth, reminding him, "Marrying me may not be a good idea."

"Not a good idea?" Song Shiwei's tone turned serious, "Is it not a good idea for me to marry you, or for you to marry me?"

Every move he made seemed full of schemes and deceit, leaving her feeling exhausted and powerless to resist.

"Your Highness..." Bian Yalan was searching for an excuse.

"Master." Song Shiwei's personal attendant finally found him, sweating profusely and bowing his head, "The Duke of Zhengguo has been waiting for Your Highness in the hall for a long time."

Song Shiwei initially wanted to scold the incompetent servant, but then he realized that if he indirectly offended the Duke, it would create another obstacle to his marriage with Bian Yalan.

"Look at me, I forgot to have tea with my uncle while talking to you." Song Shiwei smiled again and said to Bian Yalan, "But... I don't think I'll wait too long."

Slowly raising his hand, Song Shiwei reached for Bian Yalan's cheek, but she evaded it. He raised an eyebrow without saying a word and left with his entourage.

At that moment, Bian Yalan's forehead was covered in sweat. When she tried to lean on Xiao Jin, she realized that Xiao Jin had already distanced herself.

This was unacceptable. This girl was creating opportunities for others, but she couldn't let her stay.