After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

A breeze blew by, and the two sisters' clothes fluttered as they waited quietly for an unknown meeting.

"Don't be nervous, sister. Remember my instructions this morning and everything will go well."

Cui Yunhe spoke softly, trying to comfort her sister.

Cui Rongrong responded to her sister with a warm smile, her eyes revealing a calmness beyond her age.

After many years of trials and tribulations, this audience with the Queen Mother was not a big deal for her to worry about.

However, time passed minute by minute, and after about half an hour, the eunuch who had reported the incident still had not appeared.

Just as they were wondering, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

Cui Rong lowered her head subconsciously, thinking that it was the young eunuch coming to guide her, but she never expected it.

What he brought was unexpected news: "The Queen Mother has ordered that Miss Rongrong's kindness is appreciated. There is no need to bother meeting you today. Please go back."

Cui Yunhe was shocked when she heard this and wanted to ask more questions, but the young eunuch had already hurried back to the palace, leaving the two sisters looking at each other in bewilderment.

Cui Rongrong raised her eyebrows slightly, but did not show much surprise.

She straightened her back, showing a tenacity that could not be ignored, and walked away side by side with Cui Yunhe, each step seeming so firm and powerful.

On the return carriage, Cui Yunhe kept comforting her sister.

I was afraid that she would interpret the Queen Mother’s avoidance as some kind of prejudice against me or rejection of those returning from the frontier.

Cui Rong, on the other hand, just quietly looked at the passing scenery outside the window, and had her own plans and opinions in her mind.

"Perhaps the Queen Mother is currently immersed in a pious Buddhist ritual. The tranquility and solemnity make it inconvenient for her to interrupt. Sister, you don't need to worry about this matter. There is still a long time to come. The next time you step into the Forbidden City, it will be the right time to perform the grand ceremony of paying homage."

"Sister, please don't misunderstand..."

Cui Yunhe's hands were gently twisting the corners of his clothes, his eyes revealing a hint of nervousness and uneasiness, and he was staring at Cui Rongrong tightly.

However, a gentle smile gradually appeared on Cui Rongrong's lips.

It was as if a spring breeze was blowing across the lake, leaving no ripples.

"I understand your intention. Why don't we take this opportunity to go out for a walk? I just happen to want to buy some daily necessities."

Upon hearing this, Cui Yunhe's eyes instantly flashed with excitement, and he felt extremely happy about this sudden closeness.

She carefully placed her hand on Cui Rong's wrist.

That warmth seemed to convey the unspoken understanding and trust between sisters.

"Sister, if you have any questions, Yunhe is willing to accompany you wherever you are!"

When the two were about to step out of the palace, Cui Rongrong's eyes inadvertently swept across a familiar figure.

He couldn't help but frown slightly, and a hint of imperceptible unhappiness quietly appeared in his eyes.

Fate always seems to arrange an unexpected encounter at the most inopportune moment.

"I've met the Sixth Prince."

In the distance, the Sixth Prince Song Yanchen's gaze penetrated the crowd and had already taken the pair of sisters into his sight.

He looked at Cui Rong carefully, with a flash of contempt in his eyes.

Like a sharp blade, it tries to cut through this peaceful appearance.

"So it's the eldest and seventh daughters of the Cui family. I thought it was some maid who took advantage of the masters' busy schedule to sneak out and have fun."

Faced with this undisguised contempt, Cui Rong simply smiled indifferently.

He gently tilted his body and cleverly placed himself in front of Cui Yunhe, who looked a little flustered.

She knew Song Yanchen's character too well.

In their previous life, they were enemies who were at loggerheads with each other.

In this magnificent battle for imperial power, the two princes have the greatest hope of winning the throne.

One is Song Yanyi, and the other is Song Yanchen in front of him.

Whether in martial arts or intelligence, the two are equally matched.

This led to the gradual formation of two major camps in the court, causing many neutral forces to waver, and the situation was once in a delicate balance.

Originally, the two seemed evenly matched, and Song Yanchen even had the upper hand at one point.

However, it was she who helped Song Yanyi clip many of Song Yanchen's wings.

He also carefully set up a scheme to make him lose the emperor's favor.

In the end, he could only be placed under house arrest in his own palace, a useless prisoner.

If it weren't for that unexpected turn of events, the final winner might still be unknown.

At this moment, Cui Rong remained calm, with an elusive light flashing in her eyes, and she had already made up her mind.

In this world, the enemy of your enemy can often become your most reliable ally.

The mutual hostility between Song Yanyi and Song Yanchen was undoubtedly a great opportunity for her to take advantage of.

In particular, Song Yanchen is currently favored by the emperor and his position is extremely important.

"It is a pleasant surprise for me to meet the Sixth Prince here."

Cui Rongrong's smile was cunning, "Logically speaking, Sixth Prince, you should be studying hard in Zishan Hall right now. How can you have the leisure time to leisurely stroll around in the palace?"

"Please be at ease, Sixth Prince. If anyone asks, my sister and I will keep our mouths shut and will never reveal a single piece of information."

Song Yanchen's face turned gloomy, and he wanted to argue but was speechless for a moment.

He could only stare at Cui Rongrong fiercely for a long time before squeezing out a few words from between his teeth: "Ms. Cui, you are so eloquent!"

"Haha, I am indeed very stupid. I never expected that I could receive such a 'high' evaluation from the Sixth Prince. I am truly humbled and flattered."

Song Yanchen couldn't help but widen his eyes. From childhood to adulthood, has anyone ever been able to stop him from finishing his words?

Has it cleverly blocked all avenues for counterattack?

Could it be that Cui Rong was relying on her potential status as the Crown Princess that made her so arrogant and domineering?

Thinking of this, Song Yanchen's face became even uglier, regarding the ownership of the supreme throne.

Whether it is him or Song Yanyi is still full of variables.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. "The beauty chosen by father for my seventh brother is indeed extraordinary. However, this woman from outside the Great Wall seems to be less restrained by palace rules and seems a little unrestrained."

"Having said that, the customs in the frontier are bold and unrestrained, and people are straightforward and not restricted by red tape. Miss Cui has been guarding the frontier with General Cui since she was a child. She has experienced six years of wind, frost, snow and rain. Naturally, she is not as tough and independent as those pampered young ladies in the capital."

There was hidden sarcasm in Song Yanchen's words, and his eyes were full of disdain for Cui Rongrong.

Even Cui Yunhe, who was of a gentle nature, opened his eyes wide in anger after hearing this. He was about to speak out a rebuttal, but Cui Rong took the lead.

"Your Highness, what you said is very true. However, I prefer the attitude of living on the frontier and shed blood for the peace of the country. I am afraid that many men in the capital can hardly reach such a mind and ambition."

There was unquestionable firmness in Cui Rong's voice, and every word she spoke was powerful and resounding.