I was the wrong target for the heroine's conquest.
The heroine, Qu Lianxue, spent three years pursuing me and finally got her wish: she married me.
But during our wedding ceremony, just as the master of ceremonies called for us to bow to each other, Qu Lianxue, who had been blushing shyly, suddenly changed expression.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, she let go of the bright red wedding sash. The ingratiation and adoration she'd shown me before vanished, replaced by a coldness I'd never seen from her.
She said, "I can't marry you, Prince Rui."
I smiled faintly and reached out to hold the back of her neck. Her body immediately went limp, and she leaned helplessly against me.
I said, "Xue'er has had too much to drink. I'll be right back."
