Youmeng couldn't explain it clearly, but she was really guilty of the slap: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have given you that much, I apologize..."

He let out a light air conditioner: "Princess, you still don't understand what's wrong with us."

Youmeng looked at him anxiously and blankly, thinking to himself that I also want to know what happened to us, why did we have such a heavy grudge after that night?

"The problem is not what you said, but what do you think in your heart?" Su Zhi asked in a showdown.

Youmeng's eyes were full of confusion: "I didn't think of anything..."

"Really?" Su Zhi curled his lips coldly, "If you don't have a knot in your heart, why would you refuse me?"

Youmeng was stunned by his question.

"How could there be such a big reaction?" He pressed a step further.

She clenched her fists and bit her lip hard: "I...I just don't want to..." That was her heart disease, but she had no medicine to cure.

"Don't you think about anything?" Su Zhi did not accept her ambiguity, "Do you just don't want to, or don't want to be with me?"

Youmeng is hard to say: "Heque, that kind of thing... is really not something that can be done casually. I think it is not the time yet..."

"When will it be?" He brought a hint of ridicule in his tone, "You can only belong to me after the wedding night with the prince-consort of the palace. Is that true?"

Youmeng was hit hard by her heart, and he insisted on raising this matter to the point of "coming first and then coming". This was simply embarrassing her and making her feel ashamed.

"Why do you mean to say such words to stimulate me?" She choked up sadly, "You know that the prince consort has annoyed me enough..."

"But this is a reality that we cannot escape, right?"

"Then you want to... face it with me?"

He hugged her arms with both hands and asked her coldly and firmly: "Princess, I want to be with you for a lifetime, can you do it?"

Youmeng's heart was shaken, and she drooped her feather eyelashes, covering up a complicated mood: "I...I don't know..."

He suddenly let go of his hand, and a sneer passed through his eyes with a self-deprecating sneer: "I am in your heart, and it is optional after all."

Whether it was Ye Yuan or Su Zhi, the result was the same, and he felt a setback that he had never experienced before.

"No!" Youmeng denied it firmly, tears were smuggled in her eyes, "I dare not promise you easily, but it does not mean I don't want to."

He stared at her, his forehead was as if he was decorated with stars, and his smile was bitter and desolate: "Then princess, tell me, will you give up me in order to marry the prince-consort?"

Youmeng took his hand and held it tightly: "I won't want you unless you want to leave."

He smiled even more: "Since that's the case, why do you have to keep your body as jade for a man you don't love for that political marriage?"

Youmeng shook her head in pain: "I'm not for marriage, nor for the inexplicable prince consort!"

"Why the hell?"

He asked coldly, "Why are you talking about guarding yourself like a jade? She is no longer pure and innocent, but she really can't say that thing.

"Tell me, what is your heart knot!" He aggravated his voice and refused to give up until he asked for the result.

Youmeng pursed her lips tightly, and she refused to say anything. Tears fell silently.

"Is it the Grand Tutor?"

There was a cold cold on her head, and she raised her tears, as if she hadn't heard clearly: "What?"

"Master Mei." Su Zhi's cold eyes sucked her, and every word was cold into his bones. "He was the princess's love in the past, and he had lived in the mansion for a while, before I appeared."
Chapter completed!