For a moment, the entire study was silent, so much so that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard clearly.
Torn between her love and her family, Zhao Shuang Er raised her head slightly, staring blankly at the courtyard gate where the Prince had never been. Her heart ached with bitterness.
Indeed, even if she were willing, the Prince would not consider her feelings. He could not even utter her full name, perhaps he could not even remember her face.
What was the point of her staying? After reading the Book of Sages for a few days, she understood certain truths, like how a forced melon is never sweet.
She would let the Prince and Lin Jiaojiao be together.
With that thought, two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks, embodying all the neglect she had endured over the years.
When she opened her eyes again, they were dim and lifeless, but she had made up her mind. She had parents back home who loved her; she couldn't just leave with him.
