Forced to Marry the Enemy Prince

Zhan Lue’s eyes captured Xian Sheng’s expression fully and the corners of his mouth lifted. “Since the ancient times, there have been enchantresses who caused Emperors to become negligent and nations to collapse. If the Princess wants to, it will be so simple for you to deliberately create a rift between me and my Father and make us kill each other. Aren’t you tempted, even in the slightest bit?”

Xian Sheng’s face immediately became cold.

Without saying a word, he left the table, dove under his covers and ignored Zhan Lue.

Actually, before he married Zhan Lue, Third Brother had mentioned, “Since the olden days, many heroes have fallen to beauties. With Sheng-er’s beauty and wit, it won’t be a difficult task to cripple Northern Jin.”

Xian Ning immediately refuted him. “You’re crazy! Sheng-er is a prince. He can barely conceal his identity after reaching Northern Jin. Do you want him to rush to his death?”

“Ma-maybe… They’re all gay?”

“That won’t do either! Sheng-er grew up under our careful protection. Being forced to marry Zhan Lue is already the last resort. How can the dignified Princess of Liang use such lustful tactics? Furthermore, his body is so weak… You, shut up quickly!”

“I’m just mentioning it…”

He did not have to say it—this matter could not be taken seriously. For them, it was already a mercy by God that Xian Sheng could manage to fool Zhan Lue and evade the wedding night. How could they even dare to imagine ruining Northern Jin and reviving Southern Liang?

Ever since Xian Sheng came to Northern Jin, he did not dare to think about anything else. After all, Southern Liang could only be safe if he remained alive.

He hid under his blankets and kept quiet. Zhan Lue sat for a while longer, before he started to become uneasy. He walked over to Xian Sheng, lifted the drapings and said in a gentle voice, “Princess?”

Xian Sheng sniffed lightly.

Zhan Lue’s heart thudded forcefully. He squatted at the side of the bed slowly and laid there like a puppy. Fiddling with his fingers subconsciously, he said, “Earlier… I said the wrong things.”

For Xian Sheng, it was not surprising for him to think that way. After all, Southern Liang had indeed proposed a strategy to split Northern Jin apart. The only problem was that Xian Sheng was weak and he was not a woman. He could barely safeguard his own life.

However, it was alright if his family members mentioned it. No matter what, as the “innocent” Liang’s princess, wouldn’t he feel wronged after being accused by his “husband”?

“Actually… I’m not completely trying to test you out.” Zhan Lue could detect his sorrow and knew that Xian Sheng had never harboured those thoughts before. He was slightly happy, yet his guilt intensified. “It’s my sincere thoughts. No matter who it is, if anyone dares to snatch you away from me, I will never let him off.”

He stretched his head out, trying to take a clearer look at Xian Sheng’s expression. However, he pulled the blanket and covered his head. In a rough voice, he replied, “Get out.”

How was it possible for Zhan Lue to leave obediently? He said, “If you’re angry, I’ll obey even if you hit or scold me. But if you ignore me, I won’t relent.”

Xian Sheng did not reply to him. Zhan Lue continued, “If you keep ignoring me, I’m going to hug you and perhaps demand a few more kisses…”

What nonsense!

Xian Sheng turned around angrily, revealing a pair of reddened eyes. He snapped fiercely, “I’m still angry!”

Zhan Lue continued to cling onto the bed. He took something out and tried to appeal to Xian Sheng. “Have a pastry?”

“I’m not eating it!”

“Don’t worry. There’s still more after eating this. Mother promised to make them for you occasionally.”

Xian Sheng frowned. “Is this really meant to improve my health?”

“Will I lie to you?”

“But every time you look at these pastries, you have a weird expression in your eyes.”

Zhan Lue suppressed his urge to smile and said seriously, “It’s because I want to eat them too. But Mother said that I’m not allowed to. Perhaps I’m a bit resentful.”

“I’ll allow you to eat it.”

“…” Zhan Lue licked his lips and glanced at the pastry. Upon thinking about its effects, he could not make himself eat it no matter what.

Xian Sheng became even more suspicious. “If you eat it, I won’t be angry at you.”

“Princess, you don’t know…”

“Keep lying.”

Hence, Zhan Lue continued to lie. “This pastry is specifically for women. If I eat it, I’ll harden. You are only willing to use your hand—I’m afraid that it won’t be enough to relieve me. If I accidentally hurt Princess… won’t it be a huge crime?”

Xian Sheng felt his body instinctively and did not feel anything weird. His face became cold and he said, “You’re lying.”

He was a man too. Why hadn’t he hardened?