"Yan Qiuhe, you're doing well!" Meng Yelin looked at Yan Qiuhe with tearful eyes fiercely, his eyes full of anger.
"My lord, I don't know what I did to make you so angry!" Yan Qiuhe was pinched by Meng Yelin until he almost couldn't breathe.
She didn't understand why the prince treated her like this.
She has only been married to the prince for three months.
Over the past few days, although the prince's treatment of her could not be described as loving each other, he could still be regarded as treating her with respect and as a guest.
The prince has never been so angry with her.
"Yan Qiuhe, what have you done that you don't know clearly?" Meng Yelin looked at the dying Yan Qiuhe with a mocking look on his face.
She didn't expect that this hateful woman would dare to lie to him!
"My lord, I really don't know what I have done to make you unhappy!" Yan Qiuhe looked at the furious Meng Yelin and felt a little scared, but she was the daughter of the Yan family, and even if she died, she would die clearly.
She was always trembling. She didn't understand what she had done to make the prince so angry.
She thought she had done nothing to disgrace the prince.
However, how did she know that, Prince, it was not because of what he had done, but because he thought that the person who saved him that day was someone else.
Yan Qiuhe, who originally looked forward to being with the prince for the rest of her life, became heartbroken when she saw the prince being affectionate towards her good cousin Lin Zhihe.
By the time Meng Yelin discovered that the person who really saved him in the past was actually his own princess, the princess had already disappeared without a trace, holding the letter of departure that he had personally given her.
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I'm not satisfied with this ending and haven't seen enough... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I'm not satisfied with this ending and haven't seen enough... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh