"Widow? What do you mean, widow? Who's to say that I would be willing to remain your widow?"

After Zhang Lie and Li Qianlin familiarized themselves with each other, Li Qianlin's mischievous personality began to shine through.

"If you were to die, I'll have my father find me a new partner. How can a princess like me be without a prince?"

Zhang Lie's lips curled up in a smile. "Perhaps it's time to consummate our marriage, then."

Li Qianlin blushed all the way down her neck, and she snapped her mouth shut.

Thinking that he had gone overboard, Zhang Lie changed the topic. "I'm going to go see your father. Will you come with me?"

Li Qianlin frowned. "I don't really want to see him."

"You're still mad?"

Li Qianlin shook her head. "I'm just afraid it'll be awkward....