After the prince was reborn, he forced me to marry him and took me into the East Palace

"I..." Nan Yuan opened her mouth, her voice very hoarse, as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper.

"The girl hurt her throat. Don't speak yet. I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look."

Bai Zhi hurried to the outer room.

Nan Yuan lay on the bed, looking at the carvings on the beams, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Five days...she finally came out.

Three days without seeing the sun, three days and three nights of endless torture. Now, whenever she closed her eyes, she could feel that man's breath lingering around her, which was both dangerous and unavoidable.

Nan Yuan suddenly felt a little aggrieved. She didn't even know what unforgivable thing she had done wrong that he wanted to humiliate her so cruelly.

During the three days, she apologized and begged for mercy, but in return she was treated even more cruelly.

"Girl, girl, please don't cry!" As soon as Yue Ran entered the room, she saw Nan Yuan lying on the bed, her face pale and tears streaming down her face.

Yue Ran took out a handkerchief to wipe Nan Yuan's tears. Her poor girl looked pale and motionless when she was sent back.

When she and Bai Zhi were changing the girl's clothes, they discovered that her body was covered with purple marks, which were particularly shocking on her fair skin. Yue Ran was so scared that her face turned pale, and she didn't know how her son-in-law could do such a thing.

Nan Yuan swallowed the bitterness in her throat and found that her whole body was sore, especially her lower body. She dared not move.

"...Water." Nan Yuan spoke with difficulty. Her throat hurt so much that it felt like it was burning on fire.

Yue Ran quickly poured a cup of warm water for Nan Yuan to drink.

"Girl, be careful." Bai Zhi let Nan Yuan half lean on her and fed the warm water in the cup into Nan Yuan's mouth.

The warm water flowed down her long-dry throat, and Nan Yuan felt a lot more comfortable.

"My girl doesn't want you! Leave now and don't upset my girl!"

There was a faint noise coming from outside the house, which sounded like Bai Zhi's voice.

"Help me go out and take a look." Nan Yuan had already guessed who Bai Zhi was talking to, and she also had some questions to ask him.

Yue Ran looked at Nan Yuan with heartache. After hesitating for a while, she took the cloak and carefully put it on Nan Yuan. Then she reached out and helped Nan Yuan sit up.

Nan Yuan looked thin under the cloak, so frail that she seemed like she could be blown away by a breeze. Yue Ran supported Nan Yuan with one hand and placed the other hand on Nan Yuan's waist to help her up.

When Nan Yuan's feet landed on the ground, her legs felt weak and she felt a piercing pain in the middle of her legs.

"Hiss..." Nan Yuan took a breath, her brows knitted together, and the expression on her face changed slightly, but her heart became more determined to go out and get the truth.

Yue Ran couldn't persuade her, so she had to accompany Nan Yuan out.

Outside the house, Bai Zhi stood in front of the door, glaring at Xie Luochen fiercely.

Xie Luochen lowered his head, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

His memory went back five days.

At that time, he had just come out of court, and as soon as he left the imperial city, he was gagged and tied up in the dungeon of the prince's mansion.

The group of people slapped him without giving any explanation, for three whole days, without missing a single day.

The slapping during these three days made his originally handsome face swell up like a pig's head.

If he had not seen that he had entered the door of the Prince's Mansion, he would have suspected that he had entered a den of unreasonable thieves.

"let me out!"

"Let me out quickly!"

After three days without water or food, and three days of being slapped in the face, Xie Luochen was about to collapse. He banged on the cell door and yelled.

His protest soon attracted two guards.

They opened the cell door. Xie Luochen thought they were coming to slap him again, so he protested, “It’s not time yet, you…”

The two guards didn't listen to him and dragged Xie Luochen out without saying a word, as if they were dragging a dead dog, without any respect at all.

"Let me go! I can walk on my own!"

"Boom-"

Xie Luochen was thrown heavily to the ground, and what came into view was a pair of boots with golden cloud patterns.

He looked up and saw Gu Jingheng sitting on a chair. He was wearing a dark black robe with silver patterns, which made him look even more noble and cold. However, his face was terrifyingly gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

Xie Luochen couldn't help but shudder: "Greetings...Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

He was really scared. No one was not afraid of death, but Xie Luochen felt a different kind of excitement at this moment.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to bring him here simply because he wanted to marry Nan Yuan.

Are you heartbroken? Are you sad?

It must be hard to watch your woman become his woman, right before your eyes?

It’s okay to feel uncomfortable!

You should suffer with him!

Seeing others suffer makes him feel better!

Ever since the day he knew he had become a disabled person, he didn't want to live anymore.

Not only does he himself not want to live, he also wants everyone to suffer with him, hate the world with him, and be unable to get what they want with him!

Thinking of this, Xie Luochen began to stab Gu Jingheng in the heart: "Your Highness, when I and Yuan'er got married, I failed to invite you to drink a glass of wedding wine. It was really my fault for not thinking carefully. I hope you will forgive me."

"I know very well that Master Shen is your highness's good friend, but Yuan'er really has no feelings for Master Shen. You can't ruin someone's marriage!"

He knew that it was Gu Jingheng who actually had feelings for Nan Yuan, but he didn't point it out. He wanted to create an image of himself that it was an unintentional mistake.

Unintentional mistakes are the most hurtful. The speaker has intention, and the listener takes it even more seriously!

He deliberately provoked the prince, he wanted to die!

He also wanted his death to be meaningful, and it would be great if he could drive an indelible thorn into the hearts of Gu Jingheng and Nan Yuan!

Even if the prince and Nan Yuan are together in the future, Nan Yuan will always remember that the prince killed her husband and ruined the beautiful life she had carefully planned!

Yes! That’s what he wants. He wants to make life difficult for everyone!

He lived his whole life under the shadow of regret and guilt, so even if he died, he would rest in peace!

"Hehe..." Gu Jingheng pressed his back teeth and couldn't help but sneer from his throat.

Listening to the laughter coming from above his head, Xie Luochen's forehead was covered with cold sweat. The prince was worthy of being the prince. His pressure was indeed heart-wrenching.

He lowered his head and kept mentioning Nan Yuan to provoke Gu Jingheng, but his voice was shaking uncontrollably: "Yuan'er... Yuan'er is still waiting for me at home, I... I..."

"Do you really think that I brought you here because you and A Yuan are married? Do you really think that I did this to vent my anger on Shen Zhaixing?" Gu Jingheng's voice was calm, without any emotion or joy.

"Xie Luochen, you want to play dumb, but I don't have time to act with you. Do you want me to help you recall what you did on your wedding night?"

Gu Jingheng's eyes suddenly turned cold. In the dark room, he saw with his own eyes the slap mark on Nan Yuan's left cheek.

The palm print was obviously a man's.

There was no one else except Xie Luochen.

The anger in Gu Jingheng's heart spread. He couldn't bear to fight, so how dare Xie Luochen?

Gu Jingheng stretched out his foot, hooked Xie Luochen's chin with his shoe and lifted it up, his sinister gaze falling on Xie Luochen's face.

Although he still had a smile on his face, Xie Luochen felt a bone-chilling cold.

Wedding night?

On his wedding night...he beat Nan Yuan.

So that's why the prince asked people to slap him in the face during these three days?

Is he venting his anger for Nan Yuan?

If this were the case, and he was killed by the prince, Nan Yuan would probably not remember him, but would only think that he deserved it!

The two of them can still be together happily, and my death has even facilitated their marriage!

No!

He can't just die like this, even if he dies, he has to die meaningfully!

"I and Yuan'er are not what you think. We...we just...went too far."

He bet that the prince didn't know what had happened between him and Nan Yuan. Nan Yuan valued etiquette and face the most, so she would definitely not tell the prince about this and would not let the prince look down on her.

Gu Jingheng didn't say anything either, but just tapped the table with his fingers, again and again, and the crisp sound echoed in the cell.