The Crown Prince Broke Off Our Engagement for a Brothel Girl. I Became a Noble Consort, and Now He’s Losing His Mind with Regret

I had known from a very young age that I was destined to become the Crown Princess. On the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, a decree came from the palace saying that the Crown Prince would bring the imperial edict of betrothal to the Song family and personally appoint me as his principal consort. But the ceremony ended, and the guests waited and waited. The Crown Prince still did not appear. They said it was because of his beloved, Su Niang, the star performer at Red Sleeve House. That morning, dressed all in white and carrying a chest full of treasures, she knelt outside the Eastern Palace. She said she had bought her freedom from Red Sleeve House and wanted to see the Crown Prince one last time before leaving. Su Niang fainted on her knees outside the Eastern Palace. The Crown Prince rushed to summon an imperial physician and completely forgot about my coming-of-age ceremony. My mother was beside herself with worry. “What are we going to do? Our marriage arrangement with the royal family was settled long ago!” I sighed. “Since the Crown Prince has broken off the engagement, I have no choice but to enter the palace and marry His Majesty instead.”