Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

Prime Minister Zhao was not satisfied with this answer. She had clearly been reluctant to marry the eldest prince.

Even though the eldest prince promised to make her the queen, she still refused. How could she suddenly come to her senses?

Moreover, in the previous situation, the eldest prince obviously had the advantage.

Prime Minister Zhao was becoming more and more confused about his daughter.

However, after all, Zhao Lanxue is his biological daughter. Although he has doubts, he hopes that she will not betray the Zhao family and himself.

If anything happened to her and the eldest prince, she would be finished as well, and her ambitions would not be realized.

In the end, he didn't say anything else, but only told her to find a way to convince King Zhennan as soon as possible.

Zhao Lanxue lived up to everyone's expectations and brought good news three days later, saying that Prince Zhennan agreed to cooperate.

However, his condition was that he should not harm the emperor, and he would withdraw his troops after the emperor rescinded his decree to make Nan Rongzhi the crown princess.

Next, the eldest prince and the third prince competed fairly.

Nan Rongxin was not surprised by this request and nodded in agreement.

His father didn't have much time left, so how could he go to the trouble of hurting his father and be charged with regicide and patricide?

After confirming the cooperation, Nan Rongxin met with Prince Zhennan in private.

The two men sat opposite each other, one with a smile on his face and the other with a blank expression.

Nan Rongxin had long been accustomed to the cold face of Prince Zhennan.

"Uncle Wang, thank you for helping my nephew this time."

"When did I ever help you? I was only helping the people of the world."

Prince Zhennan picked up the teacup beside him and ground the tea carefully with the lid. "Nan Rongxin, you'd better abide by our agreement, otherwise I will not forgive you."

"Of course, I don't want to do this either, but my father is too obsessed and insists on making one of his daughters the crown prince. We have no choice but to do this."

Nan Rongxin sighed and looked up to observe the expression of Prince Zhennan. When he saw him frown slightly and anger flash across his face, he realized that he was also very dissatisfied with his father's decision.

"Uncle Wang, when do you think it would be best for us to take action?"

Prince Zhennan gently put down the teacup, "Half a month later, it will be Nan Rongzhi's birthday. The emperor will celebrate her birthday in the East Palace. That day is our best opportunity."

By then, all officials will be present, the palace will be immersed in an atmosphere of joy and happiness, and it will be easier for their soldiers to sneak into the capital.

"Half a month is enough time for us to prepare."

"Then follow what Uncle Wang said."

Nan Rongxin was also thinking of this time. Nan Rongzhi’s birthday is also her death anniversary, so let her leave on the same day she came.

"Uncle Wang, we..."

Nan Rongxin wanted to say something but was interrupted by Prince Zhennan.

"Grand Prince, there is no need for us to say so much. We just need to do our respective duties and get this matter done."

Hearing this, Nan Rongxin's face darkened. His uncle, the emperor, didn't even give him a chance.

I wanted to give him a chance to see if I could win him over, so that we wouldn't both suffer. But since he was so ungrateful and insisted on supporting that loser Nan Rongjing, I shouldn't blame him for being ruthless.

He will go to hell with Nan Rongzhi.

Nan Rongxin's eyes flashed, and seeing that Prince Zhennan was determined, he stood up and said goodbye.

Time flies, and soon it is Nan Rongzhi's birthday.

The past half month seemed peaceful and harmonious, but in fact, there were undercurrents, and the emperor's health was getting worse day by day.

Even on this festive day, his face was still as pale as paper.

"Father, please stay in the palace and rest. Don't go to the East Palace."

Nan Rongzhi advised with red eyes. What she feared most now was that her father’s body would not be able to hold on.

Watching his own children killing each other with his own eyes was too cruel a scene for him.

"I must go." The emperor said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, father has seen all kinds of storms and waves, it will be fine."

Only with his presence can the damage of this struggle be minimized.

So even if he had to hold on to his last breath, he had to be there.

"Okay, then Father, please don't be angry or excited."

Nan Rongzhi said, looking at her mother, and the queen nodded at her, "Don't worry about doing your own things, your father has the queen mother on his side."

No one was more worried than the queen. If she failed this time, not only would she lose her life, but her husband and daughter would also die today.

But she couldn't retreat, and she couldn't say any words of advice. She came from a military family and knew that the war had already begun, and there was no reason to retreat.

If they succeed, the sun will come out after the storm; if they fail, they will meet in the underworld.

Today was the first time that Nan Rongzhi wore women's clothes. She was wearing a specially made palace dress for the Crown Princess and a golden pearl crown on her head, which made her look elegant and luxurious.

Everyone knew that the prince was handsome, but only when they saw her in women's clothing did they understand what it meant to be sacred and inviolable. She was like the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens, indescribably precious, and all the men present felt as if they were being blasphemed by just looking at her.

Even though she was dressed as a daughter, they still felt like worshipping her.

She stood high up like a natural king, gazing at her people.

"Greetings to the Crown Princess."

Someone in the crowd shouted something, but everyone knelt down unconsciously.

When he realized that he was the eldest prince's man, he found that the crown princess had already knelt.

Nan Rongxin sat on one side, his face so dark that ink could drip out. He was actually suppressed by the aura of a woman.

His hand holding the wine glass tightened slightly, and he tried to laugh, but soon he couldn't.

At this moment, Meng Xiyue walked in. She was wearing a smoky gray pleated skirt and her hair was half tied up. Different from Nan Rongzhi's elegance and grace, she was like a lotus flower, delicate and beautiful, giving people a sense of beauty that made their body and mind feel relaxed.

Behind her, there was a man who was very handsome. The two of them walked side by side and looked a perfect match.

Some people knew that this man was Wu Feng, a small figure from a fishing village, but there were also people who knew the inside story and guessed that this man should be His Royal Highness Prince Qi of Yuanqing State.

But everyone kept it to themselves and pretended not to know about it.

The emperor didn't say anything, so why should they go to the trouble of exposing his identity?

Besides, the two countries are now on good terms. If they fall out over this matter, it would be a loss.

After all, Prince Qi is also a famous god of war. Even Prince Zhennan is not sure of winning against him.

Nan Rongxin looked at the two of them, his expression darkening. He had now begun to doubt the master's words.

So far, he has not seen how Meng Xiyue can help him, but on the contrary, she has been a huge help to Nan Rongzhi.

The Book of All Nations that day was written by her.

If the master had not made a mistake, then Meng Xiyue had been deceiving himself from the beginning to the end.