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"I don't care!" Lin Xue'er shouted, her emotions running high, tears glistening in her eyes like peach blossoms bravely blooming after being ravaged by frost, a tragic beauty laced with stubbornness. "My heart has long been tied to Brother Yunfei. The worldly riches and honors mean nothing to me; I only want him!"
"Enough!" Lin Xiang's voice thundered, filled with authority that shook the entire Prime Minister's Residence. He slammed his hand on the table, his face dark with anger, eyes wide with fury. "The emperor's orders cannot be disobeyed! Do you think this is a game? Moreover, Zhao Yunfei is already betrothed to your sister; they are destined to become a couple. Your stubbornness—do you wish to make the Prime Minister's Residence a laughingstock and bring shame upon both families?"
"Betrothal? Father, what are you talking about? Whose betrothal?" Lin Xue'er’s voice trembled slightly, disbelief flickering in her eyes as she looked at Lin Xiang and then at Zhang Baizhi, hoping for a different answer.
"Grandfather!" Zhang Baizhi quickly stepped forward, gripping Lin Xiang's arm tightly, her eyes filled with urgency and pleading, fearing he might utter something shocking again.
"Mother, what did Father just say? What betrothal? This can't be true, can it?" Lin Xue'er’s gaze was a mix of shock, confusion, and deep unease. Her voice involuntarily carried a hint of sobbing, making her seem particularly pitiful.
Seeing Lin Xiang and Zhang Baizhi exchanging glances but remaining silent, Lin Xue'er’s heart raced with anxiety. She stamped her foot in frustration, her eyes reddening as she spoke with newfound determination and impulsiveness. "If you won't tell me, then I'll go find Brother Yunfei myself to get to the bottom of this!" With that, she turned sharply and stormed out towards Zhao Manor.
"Sigh! Look at her; there's not a trace of modesty for an unmarried young lady," Lin Xiang remarked, his weathered eyes filled with complex emotions. He sighed softly and shook his head helplessly. "That boy from the Zhao family is truly foolish; how can he be so close to Xue'er when he already has a betrothal?"
The doors of Zhao Manor stood wide open as if anticipating today's visitor. Lin Xue'er rushed in without waiting for any servant to announce her arrival, calling out as she hurried inside. "Brother Yunfei! Brother Yunfei! Come out!"
"What’s wrong, Xue'er?" Zhao Yunfei emerged slowly from within the house, a look of confusion mixed with warmth on his face as his gaze fell gently upon Lin Xue'er’s anxious expression.
Hearing his gentle voice softened Lin Xue'er's tone slightly. "I need to ask you—do you have a betrothal with Lin Qingqiu?" She furrowed her brow tightly, nervously studying Zhao Yunfei's face, afraid to miss any hint that might reveal the truth.
"Yes, it is true. I only learned about this betrothal from an elder in my clan recently," Zhao Yunfei nodded lightly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes before he quickly steeled himself. He tenderly took Lin Xue'er's delicate hand and pressed it against his chest, gazing deeply and sincerely into her eyes. "Xue'er, you must believe that no matter how the world changes, my heart has always beat only for you."
"Really?" Lin Xue'er's eyes sparkled momentarily but were soon clouded by worry. "Brother Yunfei, I naturally believe in your feelings. But... the emperor's orders cannot be disobeyed; he has decreed that I marry the Second Prince. What am I to do?" Her voice carried notes of helplessness and struggle. "Why don’t you take me away? Let’s leave this place!"
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