Chapter 488: As Long as It’s Him, I Like Him
Nangong Siyu was the first to come over and comfort her, "Empress Dowager, don’t worry. Cousin Mo is measured in his actions! I’ll go and take a look too."
After saying this, Nangong Siyu lifted her skirt and dashed away, like a gust of wind.
The Empress Dowager shook her head repeatedly, "These children, not one of them is steady... They all make me worry!"
Mrs. Hong came over to support her and whispered with a soft laugh, "Oh, you, you used to always say the Crown Prince was too steady, cold, and indifferent to women, worrying all day about his marriage."
Hearing this, the Empress Dowager couldn’t help but smile and said with a sense of nostalgia,
"Isn’t it the truth? In the past, I secretly arranged so many girls for him, but he never got it! It made me so anxious!"
"It’s not that our Crown Prince didn’t get it; he just hadn’t met a girl he truly admired. Look at now..."
The two women looked in the direction where Nangong Mo had left and couldn’t help but smile at each other.
The twelve Shadow Guards appeared with the swiftness of the wind before Nangong Ning, dropped a ’forgive us, Princess,’ and in the next instant, snowflakes whirled, almost blinding the eyes.
Nangong Jue didn’t even have time to stop it before Nangong Ning was already rolled into a round snowball, only her head exposed, her eyes vacant, and her expression perplexed.
As if to ask: Who am I? Where am I? What’s happening?
A rare flash of anger and surprise crossed Nangong Jue’s eyes, "Stop!"
One person turned around, full of vigor, neither humble nor arrogant, "We are acting under orders, please, Crown Prince, do not make things difficult for us."
"What if I do make things difficult for you? Do you intend to rebel?"
Before the Crown Prince could speak, someone behind him had already jumped out, questioning harshly.
Seeing the atmosphere turning tense, the Empress Dowager timely spoke to dismiss the person.
Nangong Jue still wanted to plead for Nangong Ning, but before he could speak, the Empress Dowager stopped him with a wave of her hand.
"There’s no need to say more; she harbors such malicious thoughts at such a young age. If not corrected, what will become of it in the future?"
"I only hope this punishment today makes her awaken, discard her evil thoughts, and be a good person hereafter."
Having said that, the Empress Dowager no longer looked at the siblings Nangong Jue and Nangong Ning, "Hong’er, I’m a bit tired; help me back to the palace."
Nangong Jue stood in place, hands behind his back, watching the Empress Dowager’s departing figure, with a flicker of darkness in his eyes.
Behind him, the clang of unsheathing swords sounded.
"Do you really think I’m afraid of you? I’ll say it again, get out of the way!"
Nangong Jue turned and saw his guard holding a long sword pointed at the twelve Shadow Guards, furious and filled with killing intent.
The twelve Shadow Guards stood in two rows beside the ’Nangong Xueren,’ although their swords were not drawn, they stood like peerless sharp swords themselves, emanating a chilling murderous intent, daunting all who dared to approach.
As if by standing there, no one dared to go forward to dig Nangong Ning out.
Nangong Jue gloomily looked at them for a while, then suddenly turned and left with a flick of his sleeve, not saying a word.
"Crown... Crown Prince?"
The guard was a bit dazed, holding the sword, looking at the twelve Shadow Guards, then at Nangong Ning buried in the snow, not knowing whether to follow or stay and dig Nangong Ning out.
"Crown Prince, are you not concerned about the Princess?"
...
At this moment, Yuan Feishuang was in a disagreement with the Grand Princess.
It turned out that after learning of her intentions, the Grand Princess did not agree with her marrying Nangong Mo.
Because she believed, given Nangong Mo’s current situation, both personally and in future prospects, he was not a suitable match.
But Yuan Feishuang did not think so.
"Anyway, I just like him! I just want to marry him! No matter how good the other princes are, I don’t fancy them. In my heart, he is the best! I will only marry him!"
Seeing that her heartfelt words had not been heeded at all, the Grand Princess couldn’t help but have a headache.
Yet she didn’t get angry; she patiently said with heartfelt sincerity, "Shuang’er, this is all for your good. You’re still young and don’t understand many things. You will come to comprehend your mother’s heartfelt intentions in the future."
"I only know that liking is liking, and disliking is disliking. I like him as a person, and what does that have to do with anything else?"
"No matter how good others are, I don’t want them; if you force them on me, is it really for my good? Moreover, what others consider good is merely what you worldly people think is good, not what I think is good."
The Grand Princess pressed her temples, feeling quite weary, "Shuang’er..."
"Besides, we Rouran have the best healers; are we afraid of not healing Cousin’s leg? Even if it can’t be healed, I don’t care. As long as it’s him, I like him."
"You haven’t listened to a single word your mother has said!"
"If you truly think the throne is so important, why do I have to give up on Cousin Mo, who has no fate with the throne, rather than us doing our utmost to help him ascend to the throne?"
