The nominal fiancé, the current prince, and perhaps the future emperor of the Northern Kingdom, was looking at her with an expression of extreme helplessness, but also a hint of sadness.

"Actually, I once thought that as long as I let you say a word, no, even just one word, we would all be liberated." Unfortunately, his wish will eventually come true, and there is no possibility of it being realized.

Since she was born, Miss Xiangfu has never communicated with anyone. How could she respond to his request?

If he could respond, would he still have spent sixteen years stupidly, raised in a boudoir, and wasted his good years?

Bei Che slowly raised the corners of his mouth in a sarcastic smile, "It seems that my father will succeed in plotting again this time. No matter what, you can't escape the fate of being accused of marriage?"

Putting down the half-drunk tea, he showed a hint of irritability and walked back and forth in the room.

Xiang Wanwan held her chin up and watched as this man who was trapped in a certain situation and unable to break out showed his true emotions in front of a fiancée who would never respond.

But soon, he restrained his exposed emotions, walked back to the lady step by step, sat down, picked up the cup of hot tea, blew it carefully, and slowly fed the lady to drink water with a silver spoon.

The look in his eyes when he looked at her was clearly full of pity. He must have found out the true situation of this lady from the prime minister's house and knew that she was not just a simple deaf-mute as rumored by the outside world. He felt sorry for her in his heart.

"You are so beautiful and so peaceful. It is not unacceptable for me to be with you for the rest of my life."

"It's just that I am unwilling to be manipulated by my father after all. If I don't resist, it's really not my character."

"So, I will still run away from the marriage and try every means to prevent it. Don't blame me, okay?"

The young lady drank up a cup of tea that Bei Che had given her, and listened to what he had to say. Her pretty face remained as usual.

She couldn't even figure out who Bei Che was, so how could she feel sad, lost, humiliated, unhappy and so on? So, sometimes, being silly is not a bad thing.

"However, if you are destined to not escape, when you become the Crown Princess of the North, I promise that I will treat you well and let you live a peaceful and happy life forever. No one will be allowed to bully you or hurt you. I will

As long as you are here, even if I cannot escape the fate of ascending the throne as emperor in the future, this promise will never change." Bei Che stood up gracefully, leaned over and kissed the young lady gently on her forehead.

There was a sigh, so faint that it seemed inaudible.

Bei Che stood up, turned his back to the young lady, and stood quietly looking out the window at the gorgeous flowers and green trees. The quiet years could not drive away the loneliness in his heart.

A miserable man, another miserable man.

Xiang Wanwan was infected with a hint of cold sadness in Bei Che's body, and her heart suddenly shrank without warning. Although she was already a spirit body, she could still feel something similar to pain. This was the first time in months.
Chapter completed!