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Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 1494 - 1432: Thinking Too Simply
Madam Wang stormed in, immediately noticing the flush on Wu Yining’s face, leaving her with an indescribable feeling as she sat down.
"Mother..." Wu Yining stood up to greet her.
Madam Wang pulled her onto the bed, dismissing the maidservants in the room, and said, "What’s going on? I heard from Old Lady Lu that the person who invited you to the teahouse wasn’t the Commandery Princess but the Princely Heir?"
Wu Yining’s face warmed, nodding under Madam Wang’s gaze.
Madam Wang felt slightly anxious and pressed further, "Was it just the two of you, no one else around?"
"Yes." Wu Yining replied, "The Princely Heir said he was apologizing on behalf of the Commandery Princess, stating that the incident at the shop was the Commandery Princess’s mistake."
Madam Wang felt increasingly uneasy hearing this; how could it be possible? What kind of family is Prince Wei’s Manor, to smash a shop and then send someone to apologize? Moreover, with Crown Prince Song personally appearing?
Well, assuming Prince Wei’s Manor possesses such grace, it shouldn’t be done this way. Inviting a young lady out alone for an apology—doesn’t this ruin their reputation?
"Explain carefully to me, what exactly did the Princely Heir say? What did you talk about?" Madam Wang was a bit anxious.
Wu Yining paused, "Mother?"
"Hurry up and speak."
"We didn’t talk about much, really. He mentioned Father..." Wu Yining grunted lightly and recounted her entire conversation with Crown Prince Song.
As Wu Yining described things in detail, Madam Wang’s expression grew increasingly grave. Why was Crown Prince Song interested in their family affairs?
"Mother, one day... I’ll definitely make them pay!" Wu Yining declared through gritted teeth, "You are Father’s legitimate wife, not some concubine. It’s their scheme that produced some marriage certificate."
Upon hearing about Wu Lihong’s separation, Wu Yining almost stormed Changqing Residence. It was Madam Wang who restrained her, and fearing Wufu’s methods, she held back.
But things were different now. She was on the brink of grandeur, just waiting... She would make them beg for mercy before her.
Madam Wang was suddenly startled, grasping her daughter’s hand and asked, "You mean to say, you and the Princely Heir?"
Wu Yining felt a bit guilty, yet a touch sweet and bashful, pressing her lips softly with her slender fingers.
Who hasn’t been a young lady in love? Which young lady doesn’t yearn for romance? With Wu Yining’s demeanor, Madam Wang understood instantly and looked at her lips following her hand gesture.
The girl’s lips were cherry-colored, glistening with moisture. Madam Wang hadn’t noticed earlier due to her concerns over the Princely Heir, but now upon closer inspection, they were slightly swollen, and she was taken aback.
"You, did you have physical contact with him?" Madam Wang’s voice sharpened.
"Mother." Wu Yining felt both ashamed and annoyed, "It’s not what you think, he merely kissed me."
Madam Wang felt faint; how is that not considered something?
"You foolish girl, you’re driving me insane." Madam Wang pinched her daughter’s arm, "What did I tell you—do you care nothing for your life or reputation? What if people find out?"
"Ouch, it hurts, Mother, you’re pinching me too hard!" Wu Yining cried out in pain, holding her arm. "It was just the two of us in the private room, who would know? If word gets out, it would be good; Crown Prince Song will have to marry me, and I’ll become the Crown Princess!"
Madam Wang was furious, unable to resist hitting her twice more: "You’re so naive, it’s not that simple."
"Why not? The Princely Heir has feelings for me; proposing marriage is just a matter of time." Wu Yining said matter-of-factly.
Madam Wang was so upset that her heart ached—what should she do with such a foolish daughter?







