HRPM – Chapter 24 A Tragic First Encounter (12)

“But I’ve seen Miss Jin’s portrait—she looks quite pretty.”

“Most likely they made her look prettier on purpose just to secure this marriage. Though she may not be beautiful, she’s very interesting. I’ve never met someone this amusing. Mother, you really chose the right person this time—once she marries into the royal family, she’ll definitely bring a lot of fun.”

Thinking of Jin Luoluo’s final “desperate zombie hop,” Xiao Yu grew even more excited about her entering the palace.

The noblewomen in the palace were all dull and lifeless—someone like her, such a lively oddball, would surely bring some much-needed energy.

The Empress was puzzled.

Calling the Jin family’s daughter “funny”—what kind of evaluation was that?

She had chosen Jin Luoluo for two reasons. First, she wouldn’t be harmed by Xiao Che’s fate. Second, there was a deeper motive.

The Jin family was the richest in the land—unmatched in wealth. If he married their daughter, it would mean gaining immense financial support in the future.

But judging from Xiao Yu’s tone, this Jin Luoluo didn’t seem like a refined noble lady at all.

Wouldn’t that be too unfair to Xiao Che?

The Empress cautiously asked, “Che’er, if you don’t like this Jin Luoluo, I can speak to the Emperor. After all, if she’s to be your principal wife, we shouldn’t ruin your lifelong happiness.”

Xiao Che, who had been silent all this time, lifted his eyes. Furious to the extreme, he suddenly laughed instead.

“How could I not like her? I like her very much. Mother, I’ve already decided to marry that Jin Luoluo. Have the Ministry of Rites set a date—as soon as possible.”

He could hardly wait to torment her.

Never had he met a woman who made him hate her this much.

Ugly, savage, ignorant, vulgar—she embodied every flaw a woman could have.

Just looking at her made his eyes feel sullied.

Of course he would marry that “pig”—

and then make her suffer mercilessly,

so she would regret humiliating him like that.

The Jin household bustled with excitement, hosting a grand banquet to celebrate Jin Luoluo’s upcoming marriage to the Third Prince.

Jin Luoluo, however, was so furious that she lay in bed and refused to come out.

After all, this father wasn’t her real father.

No matter how much he doted on her, when it came down to power versus her, he had ultimately chosen power.

Her heart ached a little.

If it were her real father, even if it meant death, he would never have forced her to marry someone she didn’t want.