Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Prince Xinhai coldly said, “Jin Man is for the Emperor!”

Princess Zhenming frowned, “But….”

Prince Xinhai seemed to think of something and slowly said, “If we give Jin Man to the Crown Prince, you… you will have to serve the Emperor.”

Princess Zhenming didn’t say a word, silent tears fell.

Prince Xinhai stood up, “Even though we have not met the emperor yet, I have heard that he is only in his fifties, in his prime. If you could become the Emperor’s wife, you wouldn’t suffer.”

Princess Zhenming said, “Are you sacrificing me to get the Princess Consort?”

“Sister, you’re being too harsh,” Prince Xinhai gently stroked her cheek, “You mean the world to me. As long as you are well, I will be content.”

Princess Zhenming slightly turned away, seemingly repulsed by his touch.

Prince Xinhai grabbed her cheek, his voice turning frosty, “Whether you marry the Emperor or the Crown Prince, it is your duty as a princess of Silla. Such is expected of you, right?”

Princess Zhenming lowered her head.

“In the next few days, it will be the grandest banquet of the year in Great Sheng. I hope you can take care of your health, dress up and attend, and win the emperor’s heart in one fell swoop.”

“Xinhai, I will offer myself to the Emperor. But… let me advise you one last time, give up on the idea of the Princess Consort. You’ve already paid a price for it, if you continue…”

“Shut up, don’t say anything more!”

Prince Xinhai became agitated, pacing back and forth, his forehead throbbing, his expression grim, as if he was doing his utmost best to repress his violence.

Unfortunately, self-restraint had never been his strong suit.

Therefore, he ripped open Princess Zhenming’s clothing, revealing her skin.

A tear silently slid down Princess Zhenming’s cheek.

After scrutinizing her for a moment, Prince Xinhai said, “Even though Sister isn’t the most beautiful woman, your figure is exceptionally rare. I thought Li Hongyuan might enjoy it, but it turns out he isn’t so fortunate. The Old Emperor Li Changgeng will have to be the lucky one!”

Princess Zhenming’s body trembled slightly, her white skin began to grow goosebumps.

Prince Xinhai leaned close to her, deeply inhaling, he sighed deeply, “Sis, you smell wonderful. But you will be the emperor’s wife soon, so rest well.”

He left the room, dragging Xuan’er into the adjacent room on his way out.

Xuan’er didn’t dare to resist, she endured in silence.

…

Once when Jin’er resisted, he stripped her naked and threw her into the snow. After she froze, he shattered her body with a small hammer piece by piece.

Xuan’er who witnessed this was terrified, from then on she didn’t dare to have any thoughts of defiance.

In the eyes of those high and mighty nobles, a slave girl like her is even less significant than a speck of dust underfoot.

…

The day after the snow stopped, Jiang Ning personally cooked several dishes and visited Princess Zhenming in the Traveling Palace via carriage.

Princess Zhenming looked somewhat better, but her face was still pale and she seemed frail.

After dressing and freshening up, she sat against the headboard. When she saw Jiang Ning, she tried to get up to show respect.