Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

"Showing off?" Meng Xiyue was even more confused. "She is the eldest princess. Marrying the newly crowned number one scholar is marrying down anyway. Mu Ziyang is marrying up."

"There's nothing to brag about."

Besides, Nan Rongwan is not ugly. No matter from which aspect, she is worthy of Mu Ziyang.

"I heard that Mu Ziyang was born in a poor family and his parents died early. Apart from being talented and good-looking, what else did I not see?"

Meng Xiyue only caught a glimpse of him from afar during that palace banquet.

For him, a person from the lower class, to become the new top scholar and marry a princess was a huge achievement.

Why does it seem as if Nan Rongwan is marrying above his station?

Nan Rongzhi sighed, "My eldest sister is already 28 years old this year. Why do you think she has waited until now to get married?"

In ancient times, women who were not married by the age of 20 were considered leftover women, let alone Nan Rongwan, who was not married at that age. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was an older leftover woman.

Nan Rongwan has a good family background and good looks, so it is impossible for her to not be able to get married.

"She doesn't want to get married."

"At first, she didn't want to get married. My eldest sister, the emperor, started keeping a male lover after she came of age at the age of fifteen. This is no secret in the circle of this capital."

"Which noble family prince would be willing to marry a princess who could cheat on him at any time? Even if she has restrained herself a lot later, no one would be willing to do that."

"Those noblemen from famous families were unwilling to marry her, and she looked down on those from ordinary families, so the matter was put on hold."

More importantly, she didn't have enough fun.

"Then isn't Mu Ziyang's background also very ordinary?"

Could it be that Nan Rongwan is not picky anymore because she thinks I'm too old?

"But Mu Ziyang is good-looking, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he is the top scorer in the imperial examination at the age of 25. He is also very talented. More importantly, he has a clean and elegant temperament, which is what the eldest sister likes the most."

"All of her lovers are of this type, but none of them can compare to Mu Ziyang. The eldest sister fell in love with him at first sight."

Nan Rongzhi chuckled, "But this newly crowned champion who came from a poor family did not covet wealth and fame. He rejected her and even said that he already had a fiancée."

"How could the proud princess tolerate this injustice? She found trouble for Mu Ziyang everywhere, and threatened to take away his fame and even falsely accused him of doing something unkind to her. In short, she used every possible means to torture him for three whole months."

"But Mu Ziyang didn't waver at all. Many people in the capital were laughing at Nan Rongwan."

After Nan Rongzhi knew these things, she also admired Mu Ziyang and felt that he was a steadfast man who could not be corrupted by wealth and fame.

"I'm afraid the more Mu Ziyang refuses, the harder Nan Rongwan will be to let him go."

People are like this, the more they can't get it, the more they want it.

"Yes, after Nan Rongwan saw that these torture methods didn't work, she changed her strategy, dismissed all the face-off men, and devoted herself to Mu Ziyang."

"It's almost to the point of washing one's hands and making soup. I don't know if it was her sincerity that touched Mu Ziyang, or the interests of the eldest prince that touched him."

"Not long after, he accepted Nan Rongwan, and the two got engaged."

Nan Rongzhi originally wanted to win over Mu Ziyang, but she had no time to act.

In the end, I had misjudged the person. No matter how upright a person is, when faced with the temptation of money and power, he may be able to endure it for a while, but he cannot endure it forever.

Eventually everyone will bow to power.

"What about Mu Ziyang's original fiancée?"

Meng Xiyue frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

"I heard that the eldest sister gave her a large sum of money and has already let her get married."

That woman was just a peasant girl, powerless and without any influence, so how could she dare to compete with the eldest princess for the man.

I guess she was dismissed with just one sentence.

"At that time, many people in the capital thought that Nan Rongwan could not pursue Mu Ziyang. Now that Nan Rongwan has achieved her wish, she should show off."

“It seems like it’s worth showing off.”

A philandering and arrogant princess pursues the innocent top scholar. If this happened in modern times, it would probably be possible to make a TV series.

"Since the invitations have been delivered, let's go and see this grand wedding."

Meng Xiyue shook the invitation in her hand. She really wanted to see Mu Ziyang again.

"Okay, I'll be there then, just follow me."

Nan Rongzhi explained that there were many people around that day, and Meng Xiyue was now an eye-catching figure in the capital, so she was afraid that someone would take advantage of the chaos to harm her.

"it is good."

Meng Xiyue nodded in agreement.

夜晚

Meng Xiyue had been fast asleep when suddenly a gust of wind blew and blew the window open.

Although summer is approaching, the night wind is still cold. Meng Xiyue shivered and woke up slowly.

She got up to close the window, but suddenly she saw a dark shadow beside the grass in the yard.

Through the moonlight, she saw the man lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was injured or what happened.

Meng Xiyue wanted to call for help, but after thinking about it, she turned and walked to the bed, took out a pistol from under the pillow, held it in her hand, and slowly walked out of the room.

She walked to the figure, who was still lying on the ground motionless. She reached out and pushed him, and he murmured.

She was so scared that she quickly stood up and pointed the gun at the man's head.

"Meng Xiyue, it's me."

The man's voice was very familiar. Although it was faint, Meng Xiyue could still hear it clearly in the quiet night.

"Nan Rongshen?"

Meng Xiyue bent down uncertainly and reached out to tear off the black cloth on his face.

Nan Rongshen was seen sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his facial features were wrinkled in pain. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"What's wrong with you? When did you return to Beijing?"

Shouldn't he be in Jincheng suppressing bandits now? Why is he in the capital?

"Someone is chasing me, help me into the house."

He said with difficulty.

Meng Xiyue quickly put away her pistol and wanted to help him up, but he was seriously injured and couldn't do anything. Meng Xiyue's frail body was not enough to help him up.

"You wait."

Meng Xiyue hurriedly knocked on the door of the next room and called out Qianxiang.

Although Qianxiang was shocked and didn't react to what was happening, fortunately she obeyed Meng Xiyue's words.

The two men struggled to help Nan Rongshen into the house.

"Let him lie on my bed."

"Miss, this..."

It would be detrimental to a man's reputation if he lay in a young lady's bed, Qianxiang looked embarrassed.

"Why not let Your Majesty lie on this servant's bed?"

"There's no time. Someone is chasing him. Hurry and help him inside. Go outside and clean up the blood. Be quick."

Meng Xiyue said anxiously that it would be too hypocritical to care about reputation at this time.

"it is good."

Asaka said nothing more and immediately cleaned up the bloodstains in the yard as instructed.

Meng Xiyue also blew out the lights in the house to prevent anyone from noticing anything unusual in the hospital.