Marry the villain and the whole court kneels down and calls her the queen

The maid paused as she was leaving.

You said it should be recorded in the palace’s account?

The Ninth Prince has his own accountant. Even if you agree, the Emperor may not agree.

The maid didn't dare to object and just did it obediently.

In less than an hour, the best red charcoal was delivered.

But Jiang Jiu didn't expect that the person being escorted was actually the Sixth Prince Zhao Zhuoran.

At that time, Jiang Jiu was in the room, painting with Zhao Zhuoxi, and Zhao Zhuoxi insisted on painting a portrait of Jiang Jiu.

Jiang Jiu was lying on the chaise longue, with a lazy posture and exquisite figure. She was covered only with a layer of white gauze, and her slender body was faintly visible, which was beautiful beyond words.

"Your Majesty, Prince Ling has arrived."

Prince Ling was the title of the Sixth Prince Zhao Zhuoran. His fiefdom was also good. Jinling and Yangzhou were both his fiefdoms, but he always lived in the capital.

When Jiang Jiu heard that there was an outsider, she was so scared that she almost fell off the chaise longue. She quickly ran to the inner room and was dressed with the help of the maid.

Zhao Zhuoxi chuckled and covered the unfinished painting with a cloth.

"Why is Sixth Brother here?"

Zhao Zhuoran stepped into the room, stood for a moment, smiled, and then walked out of the room.

He understood that it was difficult to enter other people's rooms.

"The day after tomorrow, there will be a plum blossom viewing banquet at the Left Prime Minister's residence. I'm here to ask if my ninth brother is interested."

Plum blossom viewing banquet?

unimportant.

The important thing is that the banquet was organized by the Left Prime Minister Chang Mingyuan, his wife, Madam Chang.

Madam Chang, the cousin of Empress Zhou, and the wife of the emperor's uncle.

Zhao Zhuoxi thought about it for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I haven't been back to the capital for many years. This is a good opportunity to have some fun. But I'm not feeling well, so I might not be able to stay for long."

The Sixth Prince, Zhao Zhuoxi, smiled faintly: "That's fine. I didn't want to stay too long anyway."

"You know, the main purpose of the banquets held by the Left Prime Minister's Mansion and other families is to matchmake. Either the East family is attracted to the West family, or the West family is attracted to the East family. My ninth brother is old enough, but he still hasn't gotten married. My brother and sister-in-law are very worried."

Zhao Zhuoxi also laughed and said, "It seems that Sixth Brother has participated quite a few times. He has become a regular."

The emperor's two brothers have never been married. They have no parents to look after them, and he is busy all day long, making them difficult to manage.

Since the eldest brother had married his father, he asked Queen Zhou to find a way to find a marriage for the sixth prince.

The Sixth Prince’s marriage is indeed difficult to arrange.

The powerful families in the capital all wanted to marry their daughters to the emperor or the prince, or to arrange marriages between the powerful families in the capital.

People without real power would rather marry someone with real power.

No one really looks down upon an idle prince like the Sixth Prince, unless his family is a noble one and he doesn't like to make connections.

But the Sixth Prince is the Emperor's younger brother and has a high status. If a noble family wants to marry into his family, they will be branded as a flatterer.

In addition, the Sixth Prince himself was picky, and as a result, his marriage was really delayed.

Later, Queen Zhou organized several more banquets, but the Sixth Prince didn't want to go.

However, this banquet was very popular among other officials, so almost every month there were two or three noble families who held various banquets under various pretexts.

In fact, all the social interactions in the capital city took place in the back house.

After Zhao Zhuoran told Zhao Zhuoxi about this, he left.

Zhao Zhuoxi originally wanted to keep him for dinner, but seeing that he left so quickly, he didn't call him.

Jiang Jiu packed up and came out from the inner room. He looked at Zhao Zhuoran's tall back and counted with his fingers.

"He's already in his thirties, right? People his age are almost grandfathers. Why hasn't he started a family yet?"

Zhao Zhuoxi touched his chin and said, "Who knows? I remember that when I was in the capital, when my father was still alive, he seemed to have arranged a marriage for him, but it didn't work out..."

As for why it didn't work, Zhao Zhuoxi didn't know.

Jiang Jiu glanced at the invitation in Zhao Zhuoxi's hand: "Left Prime Minister? Chang family?"

The Chang family has two unmarried girls, one is Mrs. Chang's daughter, and the other is the daughter of concubine Mei. Now there is another one, but this daughter is not in good condition and is a widow.

Precisely because one of her daughters was a widow, Mrs. Chang invited many people this time. Usually, they were court officials above the third rank, but this time she invited several below the third rank, and even a few military officers who had lost their wives.

Everyone knew it tacitly and it went without saying that the purpose was to choose sons-in-law for the three daughters.

The Sixth Prince was a frequent visitor, but this time, the Ninth Prince, who frequently visited the capital, was also invited.

As the Ninth Prince's maid, Jiang Jiu naturally followed the Ninth Prince.

They appeared late. Almost everyone had arrived, and the Ninth Prince only showed up when the banquet was about to start.

Rumors in the capital city say that the Ninth Prince, Zhao Zhuoxi, is frail, lustful, and greedy for money. He has countless concubines at home and is a dying waste.

But... today...

The luxurious carriage stopped in front of Chang Mingyuan's house. When everyone saw the carriage, they consciously made way for it.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a beautiful young man wearing a purple sable cloak, a golden crown on his black hair, a dark purple embroidered robe, and a golden python belt around his waist slowly walked down from the carriage.

Her bright peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling as she glanced at everyone. Her eyebrows were smiling, but her eyes were arrogant and indifferent.

With her delicate facial features and thin lips, some girls in the crowd immediately blushed and gasped.

"Is this the Ninth Prince, Prince Qi? I only heard that he was frail, but I didn't expect him to be so handsome."

"Everyone says the Sixth Prince is the most handsome man in the capital, but he's old after all, and the Ninth Prince has easily surpassed him."

The Ninth Prince slowly straightened his cloak and stood up straight. He was born with an awe-inspiring air of nobility, looking down upon everyone. His amorous peach blossom eyes were so aggressive that people dared not look directly at him.

Just by standing there, you can actually feel the awe-inspiring air of a king dominating the world.

As soon as Chang Mingyuan saw his carriage, he hurried over and saw him get off the carriage, lead the crowd, and kneel down.

"Your Highness, Chang Mingyuan, greets His Royal Highness the King of Qi. May the King of Qi live a thousand years, a thousand years, and a thousand thousand years."

Don’t look at Zhao Zhuoxi’s young age, he was personally appointed as the Prince of Seven Pearls by the late emperor.

The Crown Prince was only seven pearls, but his status was comparable to that of the Crown Prince. This was the reason why he competed with the Emperor for the throne after the death of the previous Emperor.

This was also the reason why he was secretly assassinated by Queen Zhou for more than ten years.

After all, the emperor was the eldest son and had a son, and he was only seven years old at the time.

The Zhou family behind the emperor spared no effort to help him ascend the throne, and he only relied on the late emperor.

If he had not claimed to be sick and shown weakness and had just run away, he would probably have lost his life.

Jiang Jiu, who was following behind him, only realized at this moment that Zhao Zhuoxi's identity was so noble.

Although Jiang Jiu found it unbelievable to see so many people kneeling, the feeling was really refreshing.

The corners of Zhao Zhuoxi's lips curled up and opened slightly: "No need."

Chang Mingyuan and others expressed their gratitude before they dared to stand up, but they were still afraid to straighten their bodies.

"I heard that Your Highness was coming. I am truly honored to be here. Since I learned that Your Highness was not feeling well, I have specially prepared the warm room. Your Highness, please come in."

Zhao Zhuoxi smiled with satisfaction: "Is Sixth Brother here? If he hadn't come to the mansion to invite me personally, I wouldn't have bothered to come."

The implication was that if Zhao Zhuoran hadn't asked him to come, he wouldn't have come.

Chang Mingyuan quickly replied, "Prince Ling has arrived and is waiting for you in the warm room."