How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 572: Princess Chaoyang Pays a Visit—Taking a Concubine?
But Shu’er wasn’t comforted; her face looked bleak.
The words "casually" were used very cleverly.
That is to say, Tang Zan might take concubines in the future.
She remained silent, sitting at the table, and picked up a book to read.
But she really couldn’t concentrate on the book.
Tang Zan felt uncomfortable being ignored by Shu’er; his face darkened.
"I’ve given you the promise I should. If you have any other requests, just say it."
Shu’er looked at Tang Zan, obviously he hadn’t realized what he’d said wrong.
Shu’er said nothing again; she initially wanted a promise, but Tang Zan’s promise just made her sad.
Would it kill him not to add "casually"?
Or is it that in Tang Zan’s heart he actually holds the notion that if forced, he’d still take concubines?
But honestly, whether to take concubines or not entirely depends on the man’s thoughts.
Yan Haoxuan would push concubines into Tang Zan’s life, but as long as Tang Zan held firm, it might not happen.
She wants to tell Tang Zan not to take concubines.
Yet promises are inherently intangible things.
Even if Tang Zan really promised, would he be willing to give it?
Tang Zan looked at Shu’er’s expression and inexplicably felt a bit of panic, wanting to embrace her.
Shu’er allowed him to hold her, but he always felt there was a barrier between him and Shu’er.
He gently kissed her earlobe and whispered in her ear.
"Shu’er, let’s have a baby!"
He felt that only this method could allow him to hold onto Shu’er.
Shu’er nodded lightly in agreement.
But Tang Zan still felt uneasy, even if they embraced and kissed, even if they were close, there remained a distance in their hearts.
Even though Tang Zan kept pursuing, he still felt Shu’er’s detachment and coldness.
This feeling frustrated him, but Shu’er’s attitude was faultless.
He bit down on Shu’er’s lip.
"Whatever you want, just say it, and I’ll give it to you."
Shu’er’s enchanting peach blossom eyes glanced sideways at Tang Zan.
The man before her was exceptionally handsome, even more so than any star.
However, if the day came when Tang Zan really took concubines, she’d probably be able to walk away.
After all, what she truly coveted was Tang Zan’s tenderness and wholeheartedness.
As for looks, that wasn’t what she particularly cared about.
Taking concubines wasn’t considered anything in the eyes of the ancients.
But in her view, it equated to betrayal.
It’s a violation of her bottom line.
Moreover, if Tang Zan really had that intention, he wouldn’t take concubines even without saying it.
If Tang Zan grew tired or if he took concubines because of the need for heirs or unavoidable reasons.
Then Shu’er would absolutely not tolerate it.
She didn’t want to become one of those women fighting in the inner court her whole life.
A life like that is too sad.
Bottom lines are things that cannot be compromised.
If she stepped back today, she could step back further tomorrow.
When she has retreated as much as she can, she’ll be the most pitiful one, someone without principles or boundaries.
Shu’er said: "No need, you should know what I want."
The two fell into a thought block at this moment.
One thought, I don’t say it, he’ll understand.
One thought, if she doesn’t say it, how would I understand?
Tang Zan knew it was because of what he said that Shu’er was upset.
But he thought what he did and said wasn’t really wrong. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
He refused the Emperor and promised Shu’er he wouldn’t easily take concubines.
In this world, how many men would promise this, let alone fulfill it?
Shu’er propped herself up with her arms and sat on the bed.
Then she found an undergarment, put it on, and went to take a shower; after some exercise, she was covered in sweat.
She didn’t quite like the bath tub, preferring showers as they were quicker and less troublesome.
Tang Zan watched Shu’er’s back.
How does he feel as if Shu’er seems prepared to leave at any moment?
This thought alarmed him.
He reached out to pull Shu’er, but her hair slipped through his fingers.
He also donned an undergarment, took clean clothes, and followed Shu’er to shower.
In the bathroom, they were intimate as well.
But Tang Zan’s sense of inability to hold onto Shu’er became more apparent.
His heart was filled with unspeakable frustration.
What else must he do?
He finally dressed and left.
Compared to direct conflict, this vague distance is more disturbing.
Yinxing said: "Prince, Princess Consort, Old Madam wants you in the front hall."
Soon, Tang Zan arrived at the front hall, followed by Shu’er, who greeted Old Madam and sat down.
Shu’er’s gaze swept over a lovely silhouette.
This girl’s face was charming, and she carried an air of arrogance; without thinking, one could tell she was Princess Chaoyang.
Upon arriving, Princess Chaoyang’s eyes lit up looking at Tang Zan, and she took his arm.
"Brother Zan, why are you only arriving now."
Shu’er paused with her teacup, glanced at Tang Zan, and found him looking elsewhere.
"I was just handling some matters in the back."
Shu’er took a sip of tea and quietly listened to their conversation.
Old Madam Tang’s gaze also landed on Shu’er.
She knew how strong-willed Shu’er could be.
Originally she thought Shu’er would cause a ruckus, but strangely, Shu’er took no action.
Calmly, as if she wasn’t herself.
Tang Zan felt stifled until Shu’er’s gaze lightly swept over his arm.
Tang Zan then realized Chaoyang’s hand was still holding his arm.
"Men and women shouldn’t touch each other." He hurriedly pulled his hand away, and Chaoyang pouted.
"Brother Zan, why are you so heartless? We’re about to become husband and wife."
With these words, Shu’er lowered her eyebrows, eating a piece of cake.
Tang Zan looked at Shu’er’s demeanor, knowing she was angry but unsure why, especially as Shu’er would not say.
He couldn’t fathom Shu’er anymore.
"I won’t marry you."
Chaoyang pursed her red lips: "We’ve been childhood friends. Together, we’re the best match."
"If it weren’t for your family’s exile, I might have long been your wife."
She finished speaking, her gaze swept over Shu’er, obvious jealousy in her eyes.
She always felt Shu’er snatched the position of the Princess Consort from her.
Tang Zan said: "It won’t be you; it will only be Shu’er."
Shu’er paused, unintentionally looking at Tang Zan.
Tang Zan was also looking at her.
Truth be told, Shu’er’s mood was somewhat comforted.
Little did she know Princess Chaoyang was still unwilling to give up; she wore a mischievous smile, her eyes spinning around.
"Brother Zan, do you remember the Plum Blossom Mountain Villa where we played as kids, the plum trees are blooming, let’s go together?"
