Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

The next day, without waiting for the eldest prince's wife to call him, he waited early and went to the Fanan Temple with her.

Perhaps because Abbot Pu Jing has come out of retreat, there are especially many people coming to the temple today.

Due to Nan Rongxin's special status, the abbot of the temple took them directly to see Abbot Pu Jing.

"Pu Jing Abbot."

The eldest prince was even more respectful to him than to the emperor.

"Amitabha, eldest prince, princess."

Abbot Pu Jing clasped his hands together and nodded slightly, "I didn't expect Your Highness to come so soon."

"The abbot is indeed very good at predicting things. He actually knew I was coming."

Abbot Pu Jing shook his head and said, "Your Highness is devoted to Buddhism. He knew that I was out of retreat, so he would definitely come to visit me."

"Amitabha, Abbot, I came here today because I have a puzzle that I cannot resolve."

The eldest prince directly stated his purpose.

The eldest prince's wife stood up tactfully, "Abbot, Your Highness, I will go and ask for a marriage talisman."

"Okay, go ahead and wait in the front hall."

"Yes."

The eldest prince continued speaking only after the eldest prince's wife left the room.

"I heard that the abbot came out of retreat early because something big happened in Nanrong Country."

"I dare not deceive Your Highness. I observed the sky at night and found that the Purple Star of our Nanrong Kingdom has dimmed. Your Majesty..."

It turned out to be the emperor. Nan Rongxin's face lit up with joy. "How long can father last? No more than three years."

Nan Rongxin was still a little disappointed when he heard this number. These three years seemed a bit too long for him.

"There are still three years left. When did the abbot become so impatient?"

"Your Majesty's affairs can naturally be delayed, but next to the Purple Star, there is another star that is getting brighter and brighter. With its assistance, the prince will gradually become the new Purple Star."

The abbot walked to the window, looked at the sky, and sighed, "Your Highness is in danger."

"What, who is helping Nan Rongzhi?"

Nan Rongxin was horrified, as this was a matter of life and death.

The abbot shook his head and said, "I don't know who she is, but I know she is a woman who has just arrived in Nanrong Country."

Hearing this, Nan Rongxin immediately thought of someone, "Meng Xiyue."

"It must be her. She has only been in Nanrong Kingdom for three months, and she has become the richest person in the capital. She has also become a disciple of Mr. Ye Xiu and has the support of scholars and writers. She is now the most dazzling person in the capital."

How could an ordinary woman do these things? She must have been sent by God.

"That should be correct. Fate shows that she is a remarkable woman who can bring new life to the Nanrong Kingdom."

"Abbot, what if I pull this person to my side?"

Nan Rongxin felt that she was not wholeheartedly devoted to Nan Rongzhi. If she could give her what she wanted, she might not necessarily reject her support.

"If His Highness can get this person, it will be like adding wings to a tiger, and the prince will have no chance of turning things around."

But before Nan Rongxin could be happy, Abbot Pu Jing shook his head again, "But if that's the case, Your Highness will have to give up something."

"Give up what?"

"Amitabha, before Your Highness came here, I secretly read the fortune for Your Highness and learned that Your Highness will have a happy event soon, but I haven't congratulated you yet."

When he suddenly mentioned his marriage, Nan Rongxin immediately realized that the result of his divination was related to his marriage.

"Abbot, please feel free to speak."

"Yes, I have calculated that if Your Highness wants to get help from a noble, this marriage cannot be accomplished. This marriage is a great disaster for Your Highness."

Abbot Pu Jing looked worried, "I came out of retreat just because of this matter."

Disaster, Nan Rongxin's face turned cold. Zhao Lanxue had always been dissatisfied with him, and he also disliked her, but in order to strengthen the relationship with the Zhao family, he had to marry her.

But if she blocks my way, then it would be a waste of time.

He had no doubt about the abbot's words.

Because Meng Xiyue is a very jealous person. She is interested in me now, but if I marry Zhao Lanxue, she is afraid that she will completely cut off all ties with me.

The position of the only concubine was gone, and it might be useless for him to coax her no matter how hard he tried.

He was calculating in his mind the value of the Zhao family and Meng Xiyue. As it stands now, the Zhao family naturally has the upper hand.

But the master also said that Meng Xiyue was sent by God to assist the future king. She was the one who could decide life and death, so he must get her.

As for the Zhao family, even if he didn't marry Zhao Lanxue, they could only support him now because of his mother's relationship.

He made the decision in his heart without much thought.

"Thank you, Abbot, for clearing up my confusion. I understand now."

"Amitabha, it is my honor to be able to answer your questions."

Abbot Pu Jing lowered his head to hide the strange emotions in his eyes.

When Nan Rongxin returned to the front hall, the eldest prince's wife was already waiting there.

When I saw him, I immediately went to greet him happily.

"Your Highness, this marriage talisman has been prayed for." The eldest prince's wife said, holding the marriage talisman in her hand.

"When your highness marries Miss Zhao, hang it in the bridal chamber. It will surely bless your highness and Miss Zhao to love each other and live happily ever after."

Nan Rongxin looked at the marriage talisman in her hand and reached out to take it.

"No need, Your Highness does not want to marry her for the time being."

After saying that, he threw the marriage talisman away.

"Your Highness, what does this mean?" The eldest prince's wife was horrified.

Nan Rongxin laughed loudly and said, "Go back home."

Looking at his smug back, the Crown Princess sneered, knowing that the plan over there was successful.

Sure enough, after returning home, the first thing Nan Rongxin did was to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to cancel the engagement.

His reason was that he went to Fa'an Temple to tell fortunes today, and the abbot said that it was not suitable for him to have a wedding this year.

After all, he still left a way out for himself. Zhao Lanxue could not marry anyone else except waiting for him.

"Your Highness, this... everyone in the capital knows about your marriage to Lan Xue. How is Lan Xue going to live if it's suddenly cancelled?"

Prime Minister Zhao did not believe what Abbot Pu Jing said. He thought that ghosts, gods, and fate were all nonsense.

But the eldest prince believed it firmly, so he couldn't slander him.

"Uncle, this marriage is only temporarily cancelled. It's not like I don't want Lanxue anymore. Don't worry, that position has always been reserved for her."

Nan Rongxin comforted him, "It's better to be safe than sorry. It's not a good idea to take risks. It's only a little over a year anyway."

Within a year, he is confident that he can defeat Meng Xiyue, and by then, Meng Xiyue and Zhao Lanxue will be his people.

"this…"

Prime Minister Zhao always felt that something was wrong. Nan Rongxin had been urging him to get married, but now that the time was almost up, he changed his mind.

The prime minister was extremely unhappy, and he was also afraid that the situation would continue and his daughter would have other thoughts.

But seeing that Nan Rongxin had already made up his mind, he didn't want to break up with him over this matter.

I've waited for so long, a year, so I'll just wait.

"Listen to your highness."