My Lady is well

Jing Ruzhang looked at her coldly.

She heard how Jing Lince cut off Shen Yong's fingers to threaten her, how he asked her to gain his trust, and how Jing Lince promised to make her the queen after he ascended the throne.

She exaggerated and spoke in a very sad way, which was seven parts true and three parts false.

If he didn't know the truth, he might have been deceived by this naive trick.

What is going on in this woman's mind?

He smiled inwardly but remained expressionless.

"If that's the case, why are you only being honest with me now?"

Shen Yueyao raised her handkerchief to pinch away her tears, choking slightly.

"I am afraid, am I not? I am worried that Jing... the Sixth Prince will do something even more outrageous to my father."

Jing Ruzhang snorted lightly, lifted his eyelids nonchalantly, and his deep eyes contained a hint of scrutiny.

"So... this is why you schemed to get Qionghua to marry?"

Shen Yueyao was startled and suddenly raised her eyes, her gaze fixed on his face, her eyes trembling slightly.

He even knows this?!

What's the logic behind this? Is it the protagonist's halo?

Her heart sank. It seemed that he was monitoring Liu Fengxuan's every move.

Knowing that there was no point in forcing an explanation, he turned his head away, his voice thin, like the rustling of fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

"Yes."

He noticed her forced confession, his eyes darkened, and he looked away.

"Since you chose to be honest with me, you know that this is a serious crime. I don't need to remind you what to do."

Shen Yueyao looked at this cold, handsome and unattainable man with an expressionless face.

Thinking that I had shared a bed with him for several nights, his words were as cold as if they were from a stranger.

To these noble families, concubines are really worthless.

Yes, if you don’t like it, you can give it to someone else. How generous.

After all, it was the deep-rooted prejudice against each other. Jing Lince thought she was easy to control, and so was he.

It seems that she cannot avoid the fate of being a pawn. She chuckled to herself, feeling a little sour in her heart.

Is it really impossible to escape?

She was disdainful in her heart, but appeared to be very practical.

"I understand. I just hope that Your Highness will take into consideration my initiative to turn from evil to good and give me a lighter sentence. I am willing to serve Your Highness with all my might."

Jing Ruzhang said nothing. He reached out calmly to take the book he had just picked up from the ground and began to flip through it casually.

The expression on Shen Yueyao's face suddenly became subtle.

My whole heart was originally immersed in a haze, but at this moment it was beating at an inappropriate time, and two words popped up in my mind: Damn it!

The gloom on his face was quickly replaced by a blush.

"Um... Your Highness, have you had dinner?"

She tried to divert his attention, but the man in front of her remained unmoved. He just focused on reading and responded casually.

"Used."

Shen Yueyao stared at him in panic.

No, she had to do something.

She gritted her teeth and stood up, walked to the tea table, picked up the white jade teapot, and slowly poured the hot tea into the teacup, the stream flowing like a thread. She was secretly calculating in her heart.

She smiled and held the teacup over to him.

Suddenly, his foot slipped and the entire teacup flew towards the book in his hand.

Jing Ruzhang glanced at him coldly and unnoticeably transferred the book to his other hand. The tea spilled onto the ground, but the book was not wet at all.

Shen Yueyao staggered, and he held her soft waist and brought her into his arms.

She didn't even react to how she sat on him, and his eyes left the book.

But her heart rate still didn't slow down, perhaps she was frightened by his fierce eyes.

The soft hair caused a tingling sensation in his palm. His Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head, where his eyes met those of the person in his arms.

Shen Yueyao lowered her head in panic like a frightened deer. His heart skipped a beat and his eyes darkened.

Jin'er blushed, lowered her head, smiled shyly, and tactfully retreated.

Shen Yueyao felt very uncomfortable with this weird atmosphere. She hurriedly stood up from him and bowed.

"I am stupid, I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

Jing Ruzhang looked at her with a complicated expression in his eyes. He suppressed the inexplicable throbbing in his heart and said in a deep voice.

"On October 8th, I will accompany my mother to the Jingxin Temple to pray for my father. Shen Yueyao, you are very smart and know what to do."

Shen Yueyao pursed her lips and said coolly, "I understand."

Jing Ruzhang was silent for a moment, and spoke as if giving a reminder and also as a threat.

"Don't have any other thoughts, otherwise, you know the consequences."

Shen Yueyao's eyes, which were fixed on the ground, flashed slightly, then she looked up at him and said obediently.

"I don't dare."

Jing Ruzhang stood up, closed the book in his hand, put it on the chair, and commented in a calm voice.

"You didn't write this as well."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked out the door.

Shen Yueyao smiled and bowed to see him off. When she saw him leave, the smile on her lips disappeared and her face became as calm as water.

Jin Er was very confused when she saw the Crown Prince leave. Wasn't he fine just now? She thought he would stay.

She entered the room and saw that her master looked unhappy, so she asked hurriedly, "Master, what happened? Were you punished by His Highness again?"

Shen Yueyao ignored her, walked to the pear window, looked up at the lonely moon in the sky, feeling a little melancholy in her heart.

On the eighth day of October, it seemed that his trap had been set, waiting for the enemy to fall into it.

There is not much time left before the rebellion.

For her, chaos is opportunity.

Shen Yueyao didn't want to be a pawn, and even more so didn't want to live in fear under Jing Ruzhang's control all day long.

She had to find a chance to survive in this chaotic situation.

The moon sets and the sun rises, with sunlight scattered among the shadows of the trees in the yard.

Shen Yueyao stepped out of the house, her white fingers resting on her slender waist, and Jin'er came over and bowed, holding a brocade box.

"Master, everything is ready."

Shen Yueyao's eyes fell on the two brocade boxes and she nodded, "Let's go."

The autumn breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, and the double-eaved roofs of the palaces are extremely luxurious.

Qionghua came out of Lanyue Palace in an extremely irritable mood.

The maid behind her advised her softly, "Princess, things have come to this. The wedding will be in a few days. You should try on the wedding dress sent by the Fashion Bureau. If there is anything that doesn't fit, they can also..."

Snapped--

A loud slap landed on the palace maid's face. She immediately knelt on the ground, covering her face and admitting her mistake.

"I deserve to die. I am too talkative. Please calm down, princess. Please calm down, princess."

Qionghua said angrily with a fierce look in her eyes.

"Who do you think you are? How dare a lowly maid interfere in my affairs?"

"I dare not, I dare not."

The palace maid slapped herself in the face again and again.

Shen Yueyao saw this scene from afar and turned her head to look at Jin'er.

Curiously asked: "Jin'er, do you think you can beat her?"

"She is a princess. Although I want to, I dare not hit her."

Shen Yueyao said coldly: "Princess?! She's almost not anymore."

Jin Er was puzzled: "No?"

Qionghua looked up and saw them. Everyone around her told her to endure it and accept her fate.

But she was born to hate the person who first invented this word. If he were still alive, she would grind him to dust.

She was just worrying about having no place to vent her anger, and then, just in time, an easy target came along.