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After the Broken Engagement, I Married the Peerless Empress
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In the martial arts arena of the Huaqing Academy in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, all eyes were fixed on a girl with an exquisite appearance. Her face was filled with anger as she glared at the handsome young man before her.
"Chen Anlin, I've told you before, I'm not a materialistic woman. Do you think that by sending me gold, silver, and jewels, or offering me cultivation resources, I would come to like you? Please understand that just because I accepted your gifts doesn't mean I accept you!"
The girl’s expression was fierce, and she continued, "I will never be with you. Please have your parents withdraw this marriage proposal immediately; otherwise, I assure you I will no longer accept your gifts."
The onlookers among the students began to whisper among themselves.
"What is Zhao Yao thinking? Chen has given her so many things, yet she remains unmoved."
"I heard that Chen even gifted her his family heirloom sword, the Azure Light Red Flame Sword. How could Zhao Yao still refuse him?"
"Zhao Yao has made it clear: she accepted the gifts but wants you to take back your feelings."
"Chen is truly infatuated; he's been pursuing someone who doesn’t feel anything for him for so long."
"Shh! Keep your voices down; if Chen's subordinates hear you, you'll be in trouble."
"Right, some of Chen's followers are not people to mess with."
As everyone was buzzing with conversation, the handsome young man across from Zhao Yao seemed to have a flicker of light in his eyes. He was Chen Anlin, a well-known second-generation elite in the capital. He also had a nickname: the male consort of the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Of course, this title didn’t imply any real relationship with the Empress; it was simply because he had grown up alongside her as a childhood companion due to his parents being prominent officials for three generations.
As the saying goes, "A minister's son is treated with respect." Thus, even without considering Chen Anlin's family background, many officials in the court would give him some measure of respect.
Suddenly, Chen Anlin slapped his forehead and looked at Zhao Yao in astonishment. "Wow, I've lived so long and just realized I'm a transmigrator!" The last three words echoed loudly in his mind.
At that moment, he felt a storm brewing inside him as he stared at Zhao Yao in disbelief. He came from Earth and had transmigrated into this world but had lived an ordinary life among the natives due to his inability to unravel the mysteries of his past.
Just now, Zhao Yao's words had sparked something within him, awakening memories from his past life. Damn it, he realized he was still a simp. Chen Anlin couldn't help but scoff internally as he rubbed his temples.
Moreover, he discovered that the world he had traversed into was actually the setting of a novel he had read in his previous life. And he was none other than the cannon fodder antagonist from the early chapters of that story—the most pitiful and honest villain in the narrative.
Before him stood Zhao Yao, the female lead of this novel. He could still recall the current plot.
[Chapter Three: The spoiled young master Chen Anlin confesses to Zhao Yao but fails, mocking the protagonist Xiao Chen beside her. Subsequently, protagonist Xiao Chen retaliates and slaps Chen Anlin in the face.]
Instinctively, Chen Anlin touched his own face, realizing that he was about to be slapped soon. Furthermore, in the later developments of the story, Xiao Chen would secretly take action to prevent him from bothering Zhao Yao again, ultimately leading to his demise.
What the hell? Am I going to die right after crossing over? Chen Anlin felt a chill run down his spine; how could one die so soon after arriving in a new world?
After all, his identity in the Great Zhou Dynasty was not ordinary—his parents were both fourth-tier experts. As for Zhao Yao, she came from an ordinary family that merely profited from trading medicinal herbs. In a capital city where one could easily hit a high-ranking official with a thrown stone, the Zhao family could only be considered a fifth-rate clan.
Yet despite this, Zhao Yao managed to thrive due to the favor she received from him. In the novel, it was precisely because of his support that the Zhao family acquired substantial wealth and eliminated many competitors; otherwise, how could they have enjoyed such prosperity?
But even so, Zhao Yao had an inexplicable confidence that allowed her to look down on him. Not only did she disdain him, but she also took advantage of the cultivation resources he gifted her while nurturing Xiao Chen, the fated child.
In the end, as Xiao Chen grew stronger and labeled the Chen family as pawns of the court, he annihilated them.
Thinking about this made Chen Anlin increasingly furious; a glint of determination flashed in his eyes. The restored memories had transformed him—he was no longer just a simple-minded simp. There were plenty of high-quality beauties in this novel; why not pursue them instead?
"Chen Anlin, are you listening to me?"
Suddenly, a strong and clear voice broke through his thoughts. Chen Anlin turned to see who had spoken; it was none other than Xiao Chen standing beside Zhao Yao.
Xiao Chen was waiting for him to refuse and get angry so that he could provoke him into a challenge at just the right moment.
In front of everyone, Zhao Yao defeated Chen Anlin, leaving him utterly humiliated.
With her head held high and a cold, indifferent gaze, Zhao Yao sneered, "Don't pretend to be deaf. I told you, there's no way for us. Did you hear me?"
Chen Anlin's face was expressionless as he nodded without hesitation. He couldn't understand where Zhao Yao found her courage; she should consider who had helped her family grow and thrive step by step. He could almost foresee the Zhao family struggling in the future.
"Did you agree?"
Zhao Yao was momentarily taken aback, unable to process his response. In the past, whenever he had called out like this, Chen Anlin would cling to her relentlessly. Why was he so straightforward this time?
"I agreed. The engagement between our families is off," Chen Anlin said, narrowing his eyes with a glint of coldness in them.
Zhao Yao stared at the handsome man before her and finally realized what was happening, feeling a twinge of annoyance. How could he agree so easily? This was unsettling for her; she was used to being pursued and adored, and suddenly, the obedient man had stopped fawning over her, leaving her feeling frustrated and disappointed.
"Fine, since you've agreed, I won't say more about it. We can still be friends." Considering that Chen Anlin would still need to give her gifts in the future, Zhao Yao didn't want to completely sever their relationship.
After a pause, she suddenly remembered some business matters related to the Zhao family and added, "Also, I hope our personal matters won't affect the cooperation between our families in business. I believe you're a reasonable person."
Chen Anlin smirked sarcastically and interrupted her, "Business matters are off the table. And since we're calling off the engagement, return my betrothal gifts! The Azure Light Red Flame Sword I gave you, along with ten boxes of various cultivation resources and ten thousand silver coins—all of it needs to come back."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yao's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. "Chen Anlin, are you serious? You want to take back your betrothal gifts? Are you trying to force me into something? I’m telling you, that’s impossible!"
Xiao Chen also glared at Chen Anlin with a grim expression. "You’re the esteemed young master of the Chen family; how ridiculous! To ask for your gifts back is utterly absurd! Do you think you can bully us just because of your status?"
"I won’t agree to this!" Xiao Chen declared vehemently.
Chen Anlin had given Zhao Yao many cultivation resources, and she secretly planned to support him as well. Especially that heavenly-grade Azure Light Red Flame Sword—he intended to borrow it later for hunting a beast; without it, he lacked confidence.
The more Xiao Chen thought about it, the angrier he became. "You dare take back what belongs to me?"
"Chen Anlin, you’re asking for death!"
Xiao Chen stepped forward with his hands behind his back and pointed at Chen Anlin. "If you have guts, fight me! If you win, do as you please; if you lose, I hope you won't trouble Yao'er anymore."
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