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"Prince, you can punish me however you like."
"As long as you spare my life!"
I cried so hard that I could barely catch my breath, feeling utterly miserable.
"I thought you would try to argue a bit."
Xiao Yi said teasingly, "It seems the princess knows how to admit her mistakes."
"Knowing that I am already dead, you still insist on marrying me."
"It seems the princess is quite obsessed with me."
I wanted to cry but had no tears left.
This was not obsession at all.
This was clearly a scheme!
"Prince, I..."
"Since you know your mistake, then come back with me."
Xiao Yi grabbed me by the collar and lifted me up.
"Huh?"
Back?
Back where?
It couldn't be Prince Zhongshan’s Mansion, could it?
I was instantly dumbfounded.
But Xiao Yi ignored me and headed straight toward the Wangfu.
I screamed and struggled all the way.
However, at that moment, the guards at Prince Zhongshan’s Mansion were unusually lax.
Xiao Yi brought me into the ancestral hall as if it were unguarded.
He pointed to the paper and brush on the desk: "Kneel there and copy military texts ten times."
My legs went weak, and I fell to my knees with a thud: "Prince, I know I was wrong."
"I am willing to repent; I am willing to start anew!"
"I only ask that you spare me from copying books!"
I have always been someone who fears hardship. I am not skilled in any of the arts—music, chess, calligraphy, or painting. The only thing I excel at is embroidery. If I were to copy military texts ten times, would my hands still be intact?
"Don't want to copy?"
"If you don't want to copy, then kneel."
Xiao Yi's expression was cold, with no trace of compassion in his eyes. I felt like crying without tears, so I could only kneel on the soft cushion, shedding tears while copying the text.
Xiao Yi leaned casually against the couch, propping his chin with one hand and holding the scroll with the other, watching me leisurely. The more I cried, the sadder I became. The more I wrote, the more wronged I felt. Yet Xiao Yi showed no intention of letting me off the hook.
Until—
"Your Highness, my legs are numb."
I looked at Xiao Yi pitifully.
"Your Highness, my wrist hurts."
I cried so hard that I was gasping for breath.
Finally, Xiao Yi put down the scroll and walked over to me.
"Your Highness, please let me go!"
"I know I was wrong!"
I cried like a rain-soaked pear blossom, looking utterly pitiful.
Xiao Yi bent down and picked me up.
"I never intended to punish you."
He looked down at me with eyes as deep as ink.
"It's just that you have done so many bad things in the past; if I don't make you remember this lesson, I'm afraid you will repeat your mistakes in the future."
"Your Highness is right."
I sobbed softly as I leaned against him.
"This Concubine will definitely turn over a new leaf and become a better person!"
"However..."
Xiao Yi suddenly changed the subject, "Was I really that good to you before?"
I was taken aback for a moment and quickly nodded.
"Yes, Your Highness, you used to care for me the most."
"Really?"
Xiao Yi's tone rose slightly, as if he didn't believe me.
That was understandable.
Xiao Yi had lost his memory.
He only knew who he was; everything else was a blank.
If I wanted to deceive him, it wouldn't be difficult at all.
"Of course it's true!"
I sniffled and leaned against him, acting coy.
"Your Highness used to love This Concubine so much that you wouldn't even touch me with a finger."
"You also said that when you returned, we would have many, many children together..."
"Since we are husband and wife, it is improper for us to sleep in separate rooms."
Xiao Yi held me and returned to the room, wanting to sleep with me!
How could this be allowed?
"Your Highness, This Concubine..."
I cautiously spoke up, "This Concubine is not ready yet."
"Weren't you the one who said that when I returned, we would have many, many children?"
Xiao Yi gazed deeply at me.
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