I Want You to Be My Woman

Something sour and wet sprayed onto Prince Ling's face. He froze completely, still sitting in that seductive pose, with the filth dripping down his face.

The carriage was instantly filled with the stench of vomit, completely shattering the flirtatious atmosphere Prince Ling had imagined.

Only then did Prince Ling react, springing up as if shocked by electricity. His head banged hard against the carriage roof, the pain nearly bringing tears to his eyes.

Prince Ling was a clean freak who loved cleanliness above all. He hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief and vigorously wiped the dirt off his face, his voice trembling as he spoke, "You, you woman, how dare you vomit on my face, you..."

Su Li, clutching her stomach, sat quietly in the corner of the carriage and looked at the flustered Prince Ling. "I've already apologized, and besides, I didn't do it on purpose. Don't come near me, or I'll vomit on you again. Don't blame me then."

Prince Ling's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He had already used five handkerchiefs and finally felt his face was somewhat clean. Embarrassed, he looked up and met a pair of clear, icy eyes.

Su Li leaned against the carriage and said to Prince Ling, "You'd better let me go."

"Hmph, I said I want you, so I must have you," Prince Ling said fiercely, throwing the last handkerchief out of the carriage.

Su Li shook her head. "But I don't want to be with you."

Prince Ling gave a mocking smile. "You don't want to be with me? Then do you want to go back to that fool of a husband? What's so good about a fool? What can he do for you? What can he give you? If you come with me, I'll give you the highest honor and help you with business. No official would dare to stop you. Isn't that better?"

Su Li glanced at the man in front of her and shook her head again. "It sounds good, but I don't want it. I want to go home to my husband. Though he can't give me much or help me, we love each other sincerely. As the saying goes, it's easy to find priceless treasures but hard to find a loving man. I have the ability to earn priceless treasures myself, and I have a loving husband at home. What more could I want?"

Su Li paused and said, "If you want to make money and do business with me, as long as you show sincerity, I can cooperate with you to earn silver. But if you want me as a person, I can't comply. I've married my husband; in this life, I am his treasure, and in death, his ghost. As long as he doesn't abandon me, I won't abandon him, even if you offered me the title of Empress, I wouldn't accept."

Prince Ling looked at the determined young woman in front of him. Though her features were still youthful, her aura was strong, and her mind was resolute.

Prince Ling's heart suddenly turned cold. He couldn't understand why he was inferior to a fool. Would Su Li follow him if she knew he was the son of the current emperor?

But if his charm alone couldn't win her heart, and only his royal identity could make her willing, Prince Ling felt deep down that this was utterly pathetic.

So at this moment, the words "I am the emperor's son, Prince Ling of the current reign" were stuck in his throat, neither said nor unsaid.

Prince Ling's expression changed unpredictably. Suddenly, he lunged at Su Li, tearing at her clothes. "I don't care who you thought about before. From now on, I want you to be my woman. You must only have me in your heart!"