The princess is the only one in Xuanmen, and she is reborn to lift the lid of the prince's coff

"Brother Prince!"

At the main gate of the Bo Mansion, Ji Bozhou was about to go to Wutong Garden in the west when Song Chuchu appeared.

"Chu Chu is here too." Ji Bozhou said calmly and was about to leave after a casual hello.

"If the prince wants to go to Wutong Garden, Chuchu thinks it's better not to go."

Her voice was soft and charming, with a hint of caution.

Ji Bozhou stopped and looked at her intently for a moment, then suddenly smiled. "Yesterday I sent someone to propose marriage to your eldest sister. Who knows how happy she must be! I'll go see her."

Song Chuchu hurriedly ran in front of him and stopped him with her petite body: "Sister is now... I'm afraid that the prince brother can't care about her anymore..."

She spoke in a low voice, and after looking at Ji Bozhou's expression, she lowered her face awkwardly, as if she was afraid that Ji Bozhou would be angry.

Ji Bozhou was stunned for a moment.

He knew that Chuchu was interested in him, but weren't there many women in the capital who were interested in him?

Now he was probably jealous because he was proposing marriage to Song Wu, but it was a bit rude to stop him like this.

But he still had some self-control. Although he was extremely unhappy in his heart, he said in a friendly manner: "Chu Chu, be obedient. Your sister and I have something to discuss, and today is the best time!"

Feeling the slight chill in Ji Bozhou's tone, Song Chuchu's cheeks suddenly puffed up and she looked a little angry.

"Humph! Just forget it if Prince Brother doesn't believe Chu Chu's words!"

She suddenly moved aside and said coquettishly, "If you get hurt at my sister's place, don't blame me for not warning you!"

She stamped her feet, wiped her tears and walked away.

Ji Bozhou chewed over Song Chuchu's words several times, and finally grabbed her when she passed by him.

"Don't cry, Chuchu. This prince won't go there for now. Let me hear you tell me the reason first!"

Song Chuchu paused, looked at his expression, and her eyes gradually became bright again.

Ji Bozhou suddenly felt extremely comfortable.

This little girl, whose every move revolved around him like a little girl, made him feel the respect that he had not felt from Song Wu for a long time.

Don’t mention it, which man doesn’t like a little woman who regards him as the sky?

Ji Bozhou was taken to Xuexiangju.

A faint and pleasant fragrance came from the boudoir. The servants of Xuexiangju brought the best fruits and snacks, and Song Chuchu personally made tea for Ji Bozhou.

"Brother Prince, did you get any news yesterday? About my eldest sister!"

Ji Bozhou looked at her suspiciously, then smiled calmly: "Chuchu, don't keep me in suspense."

She handed him the tea and carefully studied his expression: "Sister attended the Jin Prince's concubine selection in the palace yesterday, and now... she is already the Jin Prince's concubine!"

Ji Bozhou's hand trembled as he took the tea, and he naturally brought it to his mouth, but finally put it down in disbelief.

He looked at Song Chuchu and smiled, "Chuchu, are you kidding me? You even asked me to propose on my birthday!"

He picked up the teacup again and drank it in front of her. "Although it's two days late, I was really delayed by something. You don't have to say such words to scare me."

"Hasn't the Marquis' Mansion received the news yet? The Empress Dowager's imperial decree and rewards came down yesterday, and they are now stored in the warehouse of our Earl's Mansion!"

She took out the imperial edict that she had prepared earlier and handed it to Ji Bozhou with both hands.

She lowered her head and shed tears, her voice also filled with tears: "Yesterday I was supposed to participate in the selection of concubines. I thought that since the prince was going to be with my eldest sister, I could marry anyone, even if it was the Prince Jin who was on the verge of death..."

"Originally, I won the entire selection among all the noble ladies, and the Queen Mother also announced that Princess Jin was mine. I also want to help my brother, the Crown Prince, and my eldest sister!"

"But who would have thought that in the end, Prince Jin would appear and say that he didn't have much time left, and that he only needed a humble life to bring good luck, so as not to let the noble ladies jump into the fire pit..."

"So he designated the eldest sister..."

Song Chuchu clutched her handkerchief and looked at Ji Bozhou worriedly: "This is the real reason why I didn't let my brother, the prince, go find my elder sister. Now that she is the Princess of Jin, my brother, the prince, should avoid suspicion with her. Otherwise, it will not be good for both of you!"

"My sister is also very happy about this. Last night, Mother discussed your betrothal gift with her, and she said..."

"What did you say?!" No matter how calm Ji Bozhou usually was, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart at this moment, and his tone unconsciously became stern.

"She said that what the prince did had nothing to do with her, and she had never set her eyes on the Marquis's Mansion. Mother said that the engagement with the Marquis's Mansion came first, and the selection of a concubine came later, so the Marquis's Mansion should be given priority no matter what."

"She even disobeyed her mother and had a huge argument with her, which made her so angry that she is now seriously ill. She always says that she was punished by heaven because she didn't judge people well..."

When Song Chuchu mentioned her mother's illness, her eyes were red at the right moment.

Ji Bozhou didn't have the mind to care about these details at the moment. He stood up angrily.

"What does Song Wu think of me and the Jiang Bo Mansion? She would rather marry a dying man than marry me?!"

Ji Bozhou's voice grew louder uncontrollably, his anger almost swallowing him up.

Seeing the chill in his eyes, Song Chuchu stood up fearfully and said cautiously, "Brother Prince...but we, the rest of the Marquis' Mansion, all care about your opinion, it's just..."

Before Song Chuchu could finish, Ji Bozhou uttered a few words with difficulty: "I won't bother you today. I'll come to see you another day!"

His face turned ashen, and he took Qing Mo and headed straight for Wutong Garden.

Song Wu had just finished drawing a batch of talismans, washed his hands and sat down under a paulownia tree to rest.

A tall figure with a gloomy face pushed open the half-open door of Wutong Garden.

"Song Wu!"

Ji Bozhou's face was tense as he walked towards her angrily: "Did you go to participate in Prince Jin's concubine selection?"

Song Wu knew what was going on as soon as she saw him. She raised her eyelids and said, "There's no need to report this to the prince, right?"

Ji Bozhou is a man who has always been high and mighty, and it is natural that he would not be able to bear it if his followers suddenly stopped looking up to him.

"So, you were really elected as Princess Jin?"

He walked quickly and came in front of her in a few steps.

Song Wu calmly assessed his anger and asked, "Did the news reach the Marquis' Mansion so quickly?"

He lifted her up from the chair, his face ferocious and terrifying: "Do you still want to be this princess?"

His big hand pulled Song Wu so hard that it hurt. Sang Luo heard the sound in the inner room and immediately came out and pushed Ji Bozhou away with a palm.

Song Wu protected Sang Luo behind him and suddenly revealed a subtle smile: "Since I'm elected, why not go? Does the prince think that marrying you is better than being a princess? This is a bit presumptuous!"

Hearing Song Wu say such words with his own ears, Ji Bozhou felt like his chest was about to explode, and anger quickly spread throughout his body.

What an overreach! What a Song Wu!

I would rather marry a short-lived person than marry him!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes fierce, and spoke word by word, "Do you know what you are giving up?"

Song Wu's expression was indifferent as he continued to sit down: "Prince, please don't scold yourself like this."

Seeing Song Wu's stubborn look, Ji Bozhou closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.

"You chose to be the enemy of the Marquisate!"

In that case, don't blame him for being ruthless!