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Chapter 45: Gao Yang Takes a Step, Then Pushes Further?

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"You... what madness are you having?"

The single word "darling" made Gao Yang's mind freeze, and her speech became awkward.

Where had she ever heard such an intimate nickname?

Especially since Chen Yan said those two words, it stirred a strange feeling in her heart.

Her heart pounded wildly.

Chen Yan cleared his throat, realizing his words were inappropriate, but they were already spoken, so he just went for it, gently grasping Gao Yang's hand and saying warmly, "Gao Yang, I think we need to talk."

"Talk... talk about what?" Gao Yang was stunned by Chen Yan and didn't even resist when her hand was taken.

"You see, I just said that our marriage is already set in stone, an unchangeable fact, right?"

"Right, so... what's wrong?"

Chen Yan said slowly, "Since the marriage cannot be altered, you are destined to become my wife, and I will become your husband, right?"

Without waiting for Gao Yang's reply, he continued, "I think we don't need to make every meeting so unpleasant, after all, next month we'll become husband and wife."

"If we keep quarreling every day as a couple, besides making the servants and outsiders laugh at us, what else do we gain?"

"You agree, right?"

"Right... wrong!" Gao Yang suddenly snapped out of it, trying hard to pull away the hand he was holding.

But she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it free, so she gave up helplessly.

She then said angrily, "I won't bring up the first two times; we both said nothing about each other."

"Then how do you explain today's incident?"

"You wrote a beauty poem for Changle; I want to hear your explanation. If you don't give one, fine, but you also hit me."

Speaking of it made her feel aggrieved, and crystal-like tears welled up in her eyes.

Chen Yan explained patiently, "You actually have fault too. You know our relationship used to be bad; we couldn't stand each other, yet you still kicked my family's door."

"Could I not be angry?"

"Moreover, think carefully; I have previously admitted I was at fault."

Gao Yang was stunned by the words, her brows lightly furrowing.

After thinking for a while, she recalled that Chen Yan indeed had admitted his mistake.

She had been so focused on being angry that she hadn't paid much attention.

She glared at Chen Yan, angrily saying, "Then how do you explain writing a beauty poem for Changle?"

"Do you know that Changle was holding the poem you wrote, staring blankly in the room, and she didn't notice me entering."

Chen Yan: "......"

Ugh, Li Lizhi is acting weird, right?

Isn't it just praising her with a single line?

Why is she still hiding in the room to watch?

It's one thing to look, but how could she not notice Gao Yang entering the room?

Women are such a hassle!

Chen Yan muttered a few curses under his breath, then explained, "That day I truly wrote it on impulse, with no other meaning."

"Besides, the Crown Prince and Crown Princess were present, and I really had nothing with Princess Changle."

Gao Yang was a bit doubtful, "Really?"

She already began to believe Chen Yan's words.

Because poetry is indeed heavily influenced by environment, mood, and other external factors.

Sometimes a poet goes to a place, feels inspired, and composes a poem; that's perfectly normal.

Chen Yan: "It couldn't be any more true!"

Gao Yang, seeing his solemn oath, stopped doubting, twisted her body, and shyly said, "Then why haven't you let go of me!"

Only then did Chen Yan realize he had never let Gao Yang go; one hand was still pressing her, the other holding her hand.

"Haha, I forgot, I forgot, sorry~"

He quickly withdrew his hand, explaining awkwardly.

Gao Yang let out a light hum, rose from the table, felt her legs go numb, and sat in the chair beside Chen Yan.

As soon as she sat down, a sharp burning pain shot through her hips, and she couldn't help complaining, "Why are you pressing so hard?"

Chen Yan raised an eyebrow, "If I have strength, I must use it on you."

Gao Yang:?

Although she didn't fully grasp Chen Yan's meaning, she could tell his words weren't as simple as they seemed.

She inhaled deeply, her striking phoenix eyes staring at Chen Yan, "Changle only happened to meet you, yet you could write her a beauty poem; as your fiancée, my treatment can't be any worse, can it?"

Chen Yan, understanding her meaning, chuckled, "Then shall I write one for you too?"

"Great!" Gao Yang's eyes lit up, looking at him with eager anticipation.

Chen Yan pretended to ponder, repeatedly scanning Princess Gao Yang up and down.

At first Gao Yang felt a bit uneasy being examined, but recalling that the man before her was her fiancé, and they would marry next month, she relaxed.

Now that he was looking at her to write a poem, the awkwardness quickly vanished; she straightened her posture, presenting herself gracefully to Chen Yan.

After a short while, Chen Yan hesitated for two seconds, then slowly spoke:

"In the crowd, a single enchanting glance; the colors of the world are like dust!"

As his words fell, Gao Yang felt a gentle thump at her heart, and her eyes suddenly widened.

"So, in his eyes, I am like this?"

Gao Yang was momentarily at a loss; the pride in her eyes gradually melted, turning entirely into gentle warmth.

Chen Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I don't know if the Princess is satisfied?"

Are you satisfied?

She is extremely satisfied!

Princess Gao Yang gripped her skirt tightly with her fingers, forcibly suppressing the excitement in her heart, her voice tinged with a hint of disbelief: "Is... this really written for me?"

If you don't want it, I can give it to someone else!

Princess Gao Yang: "......"

As expected, Chen Yan is still Chen Yan, not changed at all.

The just-arisen tenderness turned into resentment again: "Can't you say a few more nice words?"

"What's the use of saying it nicely?" Chen Yan waved his hand carelessly, then looked into her eyes and said with a smile: "You know, I'm not good at saying nice things; I only treat you well."

Princess Gao Yang's mind short-circuited again, she spoke incoherently: "You...... how can you be so frivolous, I....."

The words reached her lips, then suddenly stopped.

Before, she always thought Chen Yan was unpleasant; even if she discovered he had talent others could not match, his personality was still not good.

Now, Chen Yan's image in her heart has changed a lot.

"It turns out, as long as you don't make him angry, he's actually quite good."

Princess Gao Yang couldn't help but think to herself.

Afterward, she recalled something and said: "No matter how you were before, anyway, you must never go to such places of pleasure in the future."

"Otherwise... otherwise I'll get angry with you!"

"Did you hear that!"

Chen Yan nodded solemnly: "Since you've brought this up, I will definitely not refuse."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not go to such places of pleasure in the future!"

Not a chance!

If it weren't for fearing that Princess Gao Yang would say, "If you dare go out to visit brothels, I'll immediately go find a monk," he wouldn't bother to deal with it.

First agree, then after she leaves, he'll still go fly as usual.

Princess Gao Yang was very satisfied with Chen Yan's attitude, and made another request: "Besides, you cannot write poems for others in the future, only for me!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan's face gradually darkened, he tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Anything else?"

Princess Gao Yang got energized and continued: "Of course there is, you must treat me well in the future, you can't hit... forget it, you can't scold me, and you must not bully me!"

"Besides, besides, in front of servants you must save face for me, and when out you must attend to my feelings..."

As she spoke, Princess Gao Yang suddenly noticed the man's face before her becoming more and more wrong, his voice growing softer until he finally closed his mouth completely.

Damn it, the bitch woman is pushing her luck even more!

Could it be, they really treat him as a dead sycophant?

Chen Yan stood up, looked down at her, and said word by word: "Am I giving you too much face?!"

"......"

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