Summary
This was the twelfth time he had come to my house to propose marriage.
My father looked at me, trembling from head to toe, his brows knotting together.
“Ah Nian, this is the twelfth time already. And this is Prince Rong we’re talking about.”
Still shaking, I nodded.
“Father, if I say yes, I’ll be throwing my life away.”
My father scratched his head.
“Ah Nian, you’ve been going on since last month about how this marriage will cost you your life. What exactly are you so afraid of?”
What was I afraid of?
Father, you might not know, but how could I not?