The Princess Is to Remarry

Chapter 9: Making a Friend

After hearing the handsome young man assure her in a remarkably gentle voice that he wouldn’t ask her to commit murder or arson, Zuo Xiaoqian sat down skeptically. “Then what is your intention, sir?”

The young man casually opened the folding fan in his hand and smiled gently. “I simply wish to befriend you, young lady. Might I have that honor?”

Zuo Xiaoqian instinctively retorted, “Why do you want to be friends with me?”

“Because your candid and charming nature is quite endearing, so I simply couldn’t resist wanting to get to know you. What do you say, young lady?” The youth’s jet-black eyes were clear and pure as he let Zuo Xiaoqian scrutinize him from head to toe. For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit

“Wait, wait…” Although his expression was sincere and his tone earnest, Zuo Xiaoqian still instinctively furrowed her brow. She pulled Xiao Lian, who had been standing there dumbfounded, closer and whispered in her ear, “Xiao Lian, do you know this person?”

Xiao Lian timidly raised her eyes to look at the strikingly handsome young man. Just then, his eyes—brimming with tenderness—met hers. She quickly lowered her head, her face flushing crimson. “I have only been in the mansion for a short time, so I do not know that young master…”

Zuo Xiaoqian stroked her chin, her eyes suddenly lighting up. This was actually for the best. She couldn’t escape this godforsaken place, and she wouldn’t be able to see that rotten prince anyway. Although the young man before her was a bit frail, anyone who could come and go from here so easily certainly couldn’t be of low status…

Hehe, why not take this chance to get close to him, and then ask him to take me out… What a brilliant idea!

The young man watched her bright eyes sparkle repeatedly, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly. “Miss, have you decided to be friends with me?”

Zuo Xiaoqian nodded immediately, answering eagerly, “I’m willing, I’m willing—I’m more than willing…”

The smile on the young man’s face grew even brighter. “My name is Wang Ruo. And what is your name, young lady?”

“My name is Zuo…” Zuo Xiaoqian almost blurted it out, but she snapped back to her senses just in time, nearly breaking out in a cold sweat. That was a close call!

The young man named Wang Ruo seemed oblivious to Zuo Xiaoqian’s unease and continued to smile gently. “What is your name?”

Zuo Xiaoqian silently let out a sigh of relief and replied calmly, “You can just call me Xiaoqian… By the way, are you a friend of that… Prince?”

Wang Ruo nodded. “That’s right. I came here today specifically to visit her, but who knew she wouldn’t be here. So, what about you, young lady?”

“Oh, me—” Zuo Xiaoqian pursed her lips and lifted the hem of her coarse cotton skirt. “I’m just a maid in the mansion.”

“But I clearly heard the young lady next to you call you ‘Your Highness,’ so I assumed you were one of the Prince’s wives or concubines?” Wang Ruo’s clear eyes were filled with confusion.

Zuo Xiaoqian’s face froze, and she gave a nervous chuckle. “Um, you must have heard wrong! How could I possibly be that stinking man… I mean, the Prince’s wife or concubine? With my plain looks, how could I ever catch the Prince’s eye?”