The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Yang Yuheng drank with Chen Yuan the night before and fell unconscious. When he woke up the next day, his head was still groggy.

He rubbed his head while walking out. As soon as he reached the door, he bumped into Chen Yuan. Yang Yuheng was so scared that he looked around and stared at Chen Yuan in shock: "Where did you come from?"

Chen Yuan looked him up and down, and then answered his question slowly: "I came from home."

Yang Yuheng rubbed his head to wake himself up a little.

"It's so early, what's the matter?"

"I need your help with something."

Yang Yuheng did not doubt his presence and said directly: "What's the matter?"

He has been dealing with Chen Yuan for a long time, and they are considered friends. It is normal to do a favor or something, so he did not consider it at all.

Until Chen Yuan said with an expressionless face: "Help me get married."

Yang Yuheng: "..."

Yang Yuheng blinked. He felt that he must not have woken up yet and was still dreaming. Otherwise, how could he hear Chen Yuan say that she wanted to marry him?

Yang Yuheng turned around and walked into the house, planning to wait until he woke up from the dream. This was simply a nightmare.

Chen Yuan grabbed Yang Yuheng's wrist and frowned: "You won't help?"

Yang Yuheng: "..."

Yang Yuheng gritted his teeth: Why haven't you woke up from this dream?

He turned to look at Chen Yuan and said leisurely: "Although it is in a dream, you can't be so wild, right?"

Chen Yuan raised her eyebrows: "In a dream?"

She looked at Yang Yuheng for a moment, then raised her hand and pinched Yang Yuheng's arm hard.

Yang Yuheng wailed: "What are you doing?"

Chen Yuan: "Are you awake now?"

Yang Yuheng: "..."

It hurts so much. If you don't wake up, you will be dead.

Well, this wasn't a dream at all.

Yang Yuheng took a deep breath, looked at Chen Yuan seriously and said, "Are you still drunk, or are you sleepwalking?"

Chen Yuan: "I'm telling you seriously."

Yang Yuheng was about to cry: "You are really scary like this!"

When his friend came to ask for his hand in marriage early in the morning, he was completely confused. He had never thought about it at all.

"Do you think I'm not good enough for you?" Chen Yuan frowned and looked at Yang Yuheng, "You think I have a bad background, haven't read a book, am too rude, and not gentle enough?"

Yang Yuheng: "...You are the daughter of General Chen, and now the princess. With such a background, you are worthy of a prince. Although you have not been able to study and learn etiquette like other ladies, you have a deep heart and can understand right and wrong. You You are no worse than anyone else, and you must never underestimate yourself.”

Chen Yuan looked at him and said a lot seriously, with a little more smile in his eyes.

"Since I'm so good, why don't you want to marry me?"

Yang Yuheng's face fell: "This has nothing to do with whether you are good or not... This is too sudden, I don't understand."

Chen Yuan looked at him for a while, then softened his tone and said softly: "Just think of it as doing me a favor. After the matter is over, whether you want a divorce or something else, I can agree to it."

"If you refuse to help me, you will just watch me jump into the fire pit, and my life will be ruined."

Yang Yuheng was stunned: "What happened?"

"Recently, Concubine Li often mentions me in front of His Majesty."

Chen Yuan only said one sentence and looked at Yang Yuheng intently.

Although Yang Yuheng has no official position, he is a candidate preparing for the exam and is well aware of the situation in North Korea and China. Upon hearing Chen Yuan's words, Yang Yuheng guessed what they meant almost instantly.

The prince fell in love with Chen Yuan and wanted to make her his princess.