The whole capital was watching Su Qinghe's joke.
As an unpopular concubine, her childhood sweetheart broke off the engagement in public, and she was treated as an abandoned child by the head of the house. She was stuffed into a sedan chair to marry the rumored tyrannical and soon-to-be-dead Ninth Prince.
My sister-in-law Su Qingyao held her ex-fiancé's hand and smiled tenderly: "Sister, the Nine Princes' Mansion is a living grave. You should be happy for yourself."
Su Qinghe lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes.
She thought she was going to die, but she didn't know that she had become the only light in the life of the Ninth Prince Fu Yunyan.
Later——
The ex-fiancé's family was in ruins, and he knelt down on the street, crying and begging for reconciliation; the sister-in-law looked up at the lofty princess in the mire, and was mad with jealousy.
But the yandere prince who was rumored to be cold-blooded and cruel, and who could die at any time, protected Su Qinghe at the top of his heart. Even if she frowned, the entire capital would be buried with him.
Fu Yunyan pinched her wrist, his eyes were reddish, and his voice was low and tender: "Qinghe, I will take care of those who have bullied you. You just need to stay by my side and be my only destiny."
