After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 235 Su Wan'er's 3 Conditions

On the way back to the manor, the atmosphere inside the carriage was so oppressive it was hard to breathe. The wheels rolled on, making a dull thud as they pounded on Huan'er's heart.

Huan'er sat in the corner, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white. She tried her best to suppress her emotions, her throat bobbing and making soft sobs. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she desperately tried to hold them back, but her eyes still uncontrollably became moist and red, like flower petals that had been hit by frost, fragile and helpless.

Su Wan'er, who had been idly playing with the handkerchief in her hand, inadvertently glanced at Huan'er's appearance. A mocking smile appeared on her lips. She scoffed and teased, "It's only been a few months, and you're already as close to them as family? You were so heartbroken when we parted. I'm the villain." Her tone was light, yet it seemed to carry a thorn.

Huan'er shuddered, as if she had been whipped. She hurriedly raised her hand and used her rough sleeve to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Then she took a sob and lowered her head, almost burying it in her chest. Her voice was choked with sobs as she explained, "These past few months, I have relied entirely on Aunt Sun and the others for their meticulous care. They have been so attentive and considerate to me, so... I really can't bear to leave them."

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er's face instantly darkened, and she snorted coldly, "Meticulous care~ Hmph! If they hadn't been negligent and hadn't kept a close eye on you, would you have given birth prematurely! I haven't settled this score with them yet!" Her words were full of anger and accusation, and she exuded a cold aura.

Upon hearing this, Huan'er's eyes widened in terror, her face drained of color, and she knelt down with a thud, her knees hitting the carriage floor with a heavy thud. She kowtowed repeatedly, her forehead striking the wooden board with a thud, pleading urgently, "No! Your Highness, it was an accident! It was...it was my own carelessness, please don't blame them! They are all good people, please have mercy..." Her voice was full of pleading, and her body trembled slightly with fear and anxiety.

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er first pursed her lips helplessly, her face full of disdain, then turned her head away, seemingly lost in thought.

A moment later, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on her lips, which she quickly replaced with a feigned gentle smile. She slowly looked at Huan'er and said softly, "Look how nervous you are. I was just saying that; how could I really blame them? Get up, don't hurt yourself." But the smile didn't reach her eyes; a chilling inscrutability remained deep within them.

With a warm smile like the spring sun on her face, Su Wan'er reached out and gently helped Huan'er up from her kneeling position.

Her eyes were full of concern. This sudden tenderness left Huan'er momentarily at a loss, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Huan'er raised her head, her eyes filled with doubt and fear. Her lips parted slightly, and she called out softly, "Your Highness?" Her voice was cautious, as if she could not believe what she was seeing.

Su Wan'er gently patted Huan'er's hand, her lips curving upwards with a tender smile, and said with a hint of earnestness in her voice, "In the days to come, I will need you to take good care of the young prince!"

When she said the words "Little Prince," she deliberately emphasized them, and a hint of smugness flashed in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Huan'er burst into tears, which fell like beads from a broken string.

She nodded hurriedly, her throat choked as if something was stuck in it, and she could only let out a sobbing sound: "This servant will definitely do it!"

Su Wan'er's lips curled into a mocking sneer, a laugh as cold as the winter wind, carrying a chilling edge.

She tilted her head slightly, chin held high, her eyes filled with arrogance and unruliness, looking down at Huan'er, and said, word by word, "Don't be too happy yet. This princess has three conditions, and you'd better remember them at all times!"

Her tone was firm and unquestionable, as if she were declaring her absolute authority to Huan'er.

Upon hearing this, Huan'er was startled, and a hint of doubt and unease flashed across her face.

She instinctively gripped the hem of her dress, cautiously raised her head, her eyes filled with fear, and stammered, "Your Highness, what are the conditions?" Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, sounding particularly faint in the empty carriage.

A hint of smugness flashed in Su Wan'er's eyes. She took a step forward, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said in an icy tone, "First of all, the young prince is born to me. You must remember your place. You are nothing more than a servant girl. Don't do anything outrageous!" Every word was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Huan'er's heart.

Upon hearing this, Huan'er felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if a thousand steel needles were piercing it. Her eyes instantly turned red, tears welling up, but she dared not let them fall.

Thinking of her own son, whom she could not acknowledge, and who she had to constantly remember as a false identity, she was filled with helplessness and sorrow, and could only silently lament the injustice of fate.

She bit her lower lip, trying to calm herself, and nodded tremblingly, her voice choked with emotion, saying, "Yes! This servant will remember the Princess's teachings!"

Su Wan'er nodded in satisfaction, a faint smile appearing on her face, as if she were extremely proud of her control. She tilted her head slightly and continued, "Secondly, you must serve the young prince wholeheartedly. You must keep his food, clothing, shelter, joys, sorrows and everything else in mind at all times."

Huan'er nodded hurriedly, her eyes filled with determination, and her voice was louder than before: "Your Highness, rest assured, even without this condition, this servant will serve the young prince wholeheartedly." Her love for her child, even if suppressed, was ardent and profound.

Su Wan'er gave a soft "hmm," a satisfied look flashing across her face, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

She stared at Huan'er and said, word by word, "One last condition: you must keep this matter a secret. No matter who asks, you must keep it to yourself! Also, from now on, you must be absolutely loyal to me. If I tell you to go east, you must never go west! Even... if I want you dead, you must..."

She suddenly leaned closer to her, revealing a mocking smile. Her eyes were filled with fierceness and determination, as if warning Huan'er that if she disobeyed, she would suffer cruel punishment.

Upon hearing this, Huan'er felt as if struck by lightning, and she froze on the spot. Her eyes instantly became empty and lifeless, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

A wave of despair washed over her, as if she were being swallowed by endless darkness. She opened her mouth, but felt as if her throat was blocked. After a long while, she managed to squeeze out a few words from her dry throat: "This servant... will remember..." Her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, filled with helplessness and despair.

Upon hearing Huan'er's reply, Su Wan'er's face broke into a triumphant smile, her lips curving upwards and her eyes gleaming with cunning, like a cat that had just stolen some fish.

She straightened her back, raised her chin high, and said arrogantly, "Very well, I hope you keep your word. If I find out you have betrayed me, hmph, your precious son won't have a good life!" Her words were full of threat, and her tone was as if she were manipulating a powerless ant.

Upon hearing this, Huan'er's face turned deathly pale. Her eyes widened in terror, and her body trembled uncontrollably. She fell to her knees with a thud, her knees hitting the carriage floor with a dull thud.

She crawled to Su Wan'er's feet, clutching Su Wan'er's skirt tightly with both hands. Her eyes were full of pleading, and her voice was trembling with sobs as she urgently said, "Your Highness, I will never betray you! Please rest assured, Your Highness! If I break this vow, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death, never to be reincarnated again. I only beg you to spare my child!" She looked like a frightened bird, terrified that her child would meet with misfortune at any moment.

Hearing Huan'er make such a solemn oath, Su Wan'er nodded in satisfaction, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes, as if she had completed an important game.

She let out a soft sigh, a smug smile playing on her lips, and muttered under her breath, "Hmph! Fool! I hope you're smart enough not to mess with me!" Her tone was full of contempt and disdain.

The carriage continued its slow journey. Outside the window, sunlight streamed onto the lush green grass, wildflowers bloomed freely, and birds sang merrily in the branches. The scenery was picturesque and extremely pleasant.

But in Huan'er's eyes, all of this was like a cruel irony. Every beautiful scene was like a thorn deeply embedded in her, reminding her of her impending separation from her child and her tragic fate of being manipulated by destiny.

As the carriage moved forward, the outline of the Ninth Prince's mansion became clearer and clearer. In Huan'er's eyes, the vermilion gate looked like a ferocious beast with its jaws wide open, waiting to devour her.