"Look at you, you've lost so much weight, and I've even heard from the servants that you haven't been eating properly."
"So, will you please stop denying it?"
His eyes, imbued with the glow of the moon, were earnest and sincere, gentle and passionate.
Xia Ningxing met his gaze, her lips trembling slightly, finding herself unable to utter any denial.
Indeed, she could no longer deceive her own heart.
But...
Xia Ningxing still turned her head away, her eyes red, choking back sobs: "Even if I do love you, I will not be with you!"
She could not accept the ancient practice of consorts and concubines, and although he currently only had her as his legitimate wife in the mansion, he was now different, having been appointed as the Crown Prince, the future emperor, inevitably bound to have a harem filled with countless consorts and concubines.
Even if she could become the Empress, what would that matter?
Is she not still going to share a man with a host of beauties?
