C8 Marriage a Letter of Love!

People from prestigious families care deeply about their image. Even if they're in pain or struggling to breathe, someone like Jing'an would never do something as undignified as sticking out his tongue.

Jing'an's face was flushed red, almost frighteningly so, from lack of air. Yet, despite his struggle, he maintained a calm demeanor, only managing to gasp out, "Chu... Jiuge, what... do you want?"

"An apology, of course!" Chu Jiuge replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

She had the memories of the original person, but she wasn't them. Unlike the original, she wasn't intimidated by these prestigious families.

"Xiao... family! No apology!" Jing'an said with difficulty, but each word was clear. Such was the pride of those from esteemed families.

While Chu Jiuge didn't have an ingrained respect for these families, she understood their unyielding nature. She, too, had grown up with stories of bygone grandeur.

Jing'an wouldn't apologize under threat, but he wasn't the only one there. Yuen Yunhua was also present. If Jing'an died because of her, the Xiao family would certainly seek revenge on her as the culprit, but they wouldn't spare Yuen Yunhua either, as he would be indirectly responsible.

Unfortunately, those with power often look for someone to blame.

Chu Jiuge glanced at Yuen Yunhua and smiled, "If there's no apology, then you're choosing death."

"Ugh..." Chu Jiuge applied more pressure, and Jing'an let out a pained groan, his eyes starting to roll back.

"Stop." Yuen Yunhua and three others in gray clothing spoke simultaneously, rushing forward to stop Chu Jiuge, though hesitant to actually confront her.

Chu Jiuge didn't move, but her knee pressed against Jing'an's lower back. Leaning close to his ear, she whispered, "Young master, what do you think would happen if you wet yourself in front of everyone?"

Chu Jiuge and Xiao Jing'an were so close it seemed like their necks were entwined, creating an intimate scene. Her voice was soft, and only Xiao Jing'an could hear what she said. To others, it looked like she was taking advantage of him.

"Shameless! Brazen!" Yuen Yunhua was trembling with anger, spitting out harsh words one after another. "Chu Jiuge, let me tell you... you're nothing but a shameless toad. Neither Jing'an nor the North King is someone you can dream about. Stop fantasizing; Jing'an will never like you. He didn't even read the love letter you wrote him."

Yuen Yunhua didn't have feelings for Xiao Jing'an; she was interested in the North King. But she didn't dare marry him—she was afraid of dying. The North King had lost eight fiancées in a row, and who knew if the ninth would survive? Yet, she couldn't bear the thought of anyone else marrying him either.

When she accidentally saw the letter on Xiao Jing'an's desk, revealing that Chu Jiuge had asked him to take her away from the East Forest that morning, she dragged Jing'an along to mock Chu Jiuge.

Of course, Yunhua's intention was to blow up the situation, making it impossible for Chu Jiuge to marry the North King by exposing her affection for Xiao Jing'an and her desire to elope with him.

Yunhua thought she had everything planned out, but things didn't go her way. She tried to slap Chu Jiuge but ended up embarrassing herself instead.

As the situation spiraled out of control, Yunhua resorted to threatening Chu Jiuge with the letter she had written to Xiao Jing'an. But Chu Jiuge didn't seem to care at all. She didn't even bother to look at Yunhua, leaning closer to Xiao Jing'an's ear and whispering, "Young Master..."

"You..." The warmth of her breath tickled his ear, sending a tingling sensation down his spine. Xiao Jing'an barely had time to process this feeling before he was startled...