HRPM – Chapter 27 Escape from Marriage (3)

Now it had come to this—he had actually been abandoned by a peerless ugly woman.

How could he possibly swallow this humiliation?

Just wait and see. Jin Luoluo, if you ever come back, you’ll learn what it means to wish you were dead.

The Emperor made the final decision with one strike:
“Since Che’er is deeply devoted to Miss Jin, this marriage must still stand. Under heaven, all land belongs to the Emperor—where could a mere girl like Jin Luoluo possibly escape to? Pass on my order: put out a nationwide warrant for the future Third Prince’s consort. Whoever captures her will be rewarded.”

Jin Gungun grew worried this time. The Emperor refused to cancel the engagement—how long could his daughter keep hiding?

Yesterday, Luoluo had caused such a scene that she nearly drove the Third Prince to draw his sword and kill her. How could he truly love her? If he insisted on marrying her, it must be for revenge.

Luoluo, go as far away as you can—don’t return to the capital.

Wait two or three years. Once the Third Prince gives up, then come back.

“Your Majesty, while searching the Jin residence just now, someone reported that Miss Jin did not flee on her own—she escaped under Master Jin’s arrangement,” the Green Battalion Commandant in charge of the search stepped forward to report.

Master Jin was shocked and looked up.

He had done everything flawlessly—how could anyone have known?

He hadn’t expected there to be a traitor in his household.

The Emperor hadn’t expected Jin Gungun to toy with him like this, and he angrily slammed the imperial seal.

“This is outrageous! Jin Gungun, you are truly audacious—daring to instigate your daughter to flee a marriage and even deceive the Emperor. Your crime is doubled!”

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In the rear courtyard of Prince Yan’s residence, spring was in full bloom.

Apricot blossoms on every tree glowed like the red glow of a sunset, endlessly clustering upon the branches.

When the wind rose, it was as if flowers turned to snow, countless crimson petals drifting down to blanket the grass in thick layers.

From afar, it looked like a field of red snow.

Blossoms bloomed and fell, the spring scenery radiant—truly the perfect time for lovers to meet.

In a secluded small courtyard within the residence—

A wooden door was pulled open by a hand wearing a white jade thumb ring.

“Ruoyao, you’ve come.”

Xiao Che opened the small side gate at the back of the residence and was delighted to see Yang Ruoyao, wearing a bamboo hat with a veil draped down to conceal her face.

“Brother Che,” Yang Ruoyao said with a sweet smile.