HRPM – Chapter 28 Escape from Marriage (4)

Xiao Che took her hand and led her to his private courtyard where he lived.

He pulled her tightly into his embrace.

“Ruoyao, do you know how much I’ve missed you? It’s been a whole month since I last saw you.”

“Didn’t we meet in the palace?”

Leaning against his chest, Yang Ruoyao recalled the imperial decree of marriage in the palace and couldn’t help but tear up.

“How can that count as meeting? I couldn’t even speak to you. Ruoyao, why are you crying?”

Xiao Che gently wiped the beauty’s tears with a handkerchief, coaxing her softly.

“You’re about to marry a princess consort. We shouldn’t be seeing each other anymore.”

Yang Ruoyao pushed him away sadly and sat on a large rock by the lake, watching the koi fish swim back and forth.

A trace of pain flashed through Xiao Che’s eyes.

He stood there alone, gazing at her back, filled with silent sorrow.

“Ruoyao, you know exactly why I’m doing this.”

“But you said you would marry me as your main wife. You’ve married one after another, and now the one you’re marrying isn’t even me.”

She would rather risk her life to marry him than watch him bring more and more women into his household—

Watching him and his consort appear together as a pair.

Yes, she was jealous—jealous of the women who could stay by his side.

Even jealous of the many concubines around him.

He never lacked women, yet in her heart, there was only him.

“Ruoyao, I promise you, this will be the last one. As long as that Jin Luoluo can break this curse, we’ll be able to be together. Before that, I don’t want you taking risks—you should understand my intentions.”

If Jin Luoluo could break his curse of bringing death to his wives, he would finally get what he wanted.

“But if she really breaks your curse, then she’ll still be your main wife. How can we be together?”

A dark, cold glint flashed across Xiao Che’s handsome face.

“Hmph. As long as she survives for half a year, my curse will be broken. Then I’ll cast her aside and marry you as my princess consort.”

“Brother Che, remember what you said today. Don’t be bewitched by her.”

With his promise, Yang Ruoyao finally felt a bit at ease.

She knew that although Xiao Che had countless women, he never truly cared about any of them—he loved only her.

That belief was what had kept her going all this time.

But for some reason, this time, with him marrying a consort, she had an ominous feeling.