Peaceful Farm Life-Chapter 1864 - 1865: I Don’t Agree Anyway

Upon hearing this, at last, Feng Feiyan no longer stared at the table but looked up to face Su Yi Jing.

"What do you want?" she asked.

Su Yi Jing replied, "You abandoned me, and I will never let this go. You promised to marry me before, so alright, we shall marry. I want to make you suffer."

Make her suffer...

Feng Feiyan felt her heart wrenched with pain. She knew leaving secretly would hurt him, but she didn’t expect him to hate her so much for it.

All she heard was her choked voice, "Su Yi Jing, I can’t get married anymore, I am Wufeng’s Emperor, I can only take spouses..."

"Then you take me."

"What did you say?" Feng Feiyan was momentarily taken aback.

"You take me." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Feng Feiyan realized but opposed strongly, "Impossible! You are the Prince of Xiyun, I cannot take you, and you cannot marry me!"

Su Yi Jing’s face turned cold, "Feng Feiyan, you ran away secretly back then, and now you still want to renege on your promise?"

Feng Feiyan remained adamant with a firm resolve, "I’ve already taken three men to be my husbands. Even if I hadn’t, you can’t marry me; you are the Prince of Xiyun, destined to inherit the title of King of Xiyun. If you were to marry me, not only would it be a huge grievance to you, but you’d also be ridiculed by everyone, and the entire Xiyun will be disgraced because of you."

"Who said the Prince of Xiyun would marry you? You really think highly of yourself." Su Yi Jing’s tone was full of ridicule. "I said it would be Xiao Yijing who marries you, the farmer’s son Xiao Yijing. You thought I was a farmer’s son when you left, didn’t you? I will stay by your side under this identity and torment you. Whenever my anger subsides, I’ll stop being by your side."

Again, to torment her...

Feng Feiyan’s heart ached relentlessly, yet she still remained staunchly persistent, "Even if you marry me as a farmer’s son, it’s not possible. I’ve already taken husbands, and if you enter my harem, you would be a concubine. Are you willing to be a concubine?"

"It’s because I’m unwilling to be a concubine that I want to torment you!" Su Yi Jing almost forced the words through gritted teeth.

Feng Feiyan’s eyes instantly turned red. She knew he would hate her for leaving, but she never thought he would despise her so much, willing to be a concubine, just to be by her side and make her suffer.

"Alright, if you want to torment me to soothe your anger, then torment me," Feng Feiyan forced herself to endure the heartache, "Only, there are thousands of ways to torment me, you don’t need to marry me and become a concubine."

"This is the way I want."

"Anyway, I do not agree." Feng Feiyan remained extremely steadfast, unwilling to yield an inch. She wouldn’t let him suffer such indignation. How could he be a concubine to her, how could he?

"I don’t need your agreement, just do as you’re told." After a pause, he threatened, "If you don’t do as I say, I’ll lead an army to attack Wufeng, leaving your country in ruins."

"Su Yi Jing!" Feng Feiyan was both enraged and anguished. "The Emperor of Xiyun won’t let you do as you please."

"If my uncle, the Emperor, knew how you toyed with my feelings, you’d be sure to bring ruin to your country as well."

Feng Feiyan was no longer angry; she felt only extreme pain, and with tearful eyes, she looked at him and said, "You’re mad... mad..."

Su Yi Jing immediately responded, "Yes, I’ve been driven mad by you. I haven’t even forgotten you yet, and you’re doing well, already having three husbands and still wanting to marry my third brother? How many men do you need to marry to be satisfied, huh?!"