She actually said "good" so thoughtlessly—it was like her mouth was asking for trouble!
Su Yingxue forcefully slapped her own lips. She truly… lacked common sense!
After finishing her makeup, Su Yingxue hurriedly prepared to leave.
But Su Dingheng stopped her outside her courtyard. "My little ancestor, your injury hasn't healed yet. Where are you rushing off to? Father knows you're excited, but the imperial edict has already been issued, and your position as Crown Princess Consort has been confirmed. There's no need to be so hasty to meet the Crown Prince."
"Father, what are you saying! I was distracted yesterday; I don't want to be any Crown Princess Consort, and I certainly don't want to marry Chu Chengye!"
A wave of frustration rose in Su Yingxue's heart.
She extended her hand towards Su Dingheng for the imperial edict. "I wasn't even present, so how could you accept the edict without me?"
