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

Suddenly, Ji Bozhou relaxed completely. He even smiled at Song Wu, but that smile looked so contemptuous and cold.

Jiang Xing's life is hanging by a thread, and he will die sooner or later. After he dies, Song Wu will be waiting to prostrate himself and cry!

"Don't regret it!"

Ji Bozhou uttered three words lightly, trying hard to maintain a formal smile and decency, and quickly left Wutong Garden with Qing Mo.

Sang Luo looked at Ji Bozhou's back, sizing up Song Wu without blinking, feeling very nervous.

Ever since the last time the prince came to the yard and threw a tantrum, the eldest lady said that he was not allowed to come in again.

Who would have thought it would come again so soon!

Song Wu took a sip of tea and said calmly, "I don't blame you this time."

Sang Luo looked at her expression and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

When is the prince's wedding date? Hurry up and take the young lady to the palace!

Staying in this damn place any longer would ruin her fortune!

Judging from the way the prince went out just now, I'm afraid that the young lady will have a hard time in the future.

In Prince Jin's Mansion, Jiang Xing, who was fiddling with various precious items, suddenly sneezed.

Xuan Ge couldn't wait to enter the bedroom.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing that Xuan Ge, who was always serious, was a little impetuous today, Jiang Xing couldn't help but look at him a few times.

"problem occurs?"

Xuan Ge scratched his head. Even if he told this matter, the prince might not be able to solve it now!

But he still said boldly: "Your Highness, after the selection of concubines was completed yesterday, the Yongping Marquis' Mansion went to the Zhongyi Marquis' Mansion to propose marriage."

Jiang Xing was not surprised. He picked out a jade pen washer and played with it in his hand.

"The Earl's Mansion and the Marquis' Mansion already have an engagement. Isn't this something you've already investigated? Then the Second Young Lady should agree quickly!"

"Oh my!" Xuan Ge was so anxious that he almost cried out, "He's not proposing to the Second Miss! He's proposing to your Princess, the First Miss!"

Jiang Xing stood up suddenly, his voice filled with disbelief and anger: "How dare you propose to my princess?"

The corners of his lips curled up sinisterly: "The Yongping Marquis' Mansion is really impressive! They dare to rob so blatantly!"

Xuan Ge was also angry, "Ever since the Queen replaced the Lu family's Queen, the Ji family has become more and more arrogant!"

Jiang Xing stared at the table full of jade artifacts, rubbing his temples and asking, "When is the date for my wedding?"

Xuan Ge replied, "The date set by the Ministry of Rites hasn't been announced yet. According to custom, the prince's wedding is usually scheduled six months from now, so there's ample time to prepare."

"Prepare?" Jiang Xing looked up at him with a hint of dissatisfaction, and raised his voice: "I am a dying man whose life hangs on a thread, what else can I prepare!"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Please help me run to the palace and tell my mother that I will be getting married in ten days!"

After hearing Jiang Xing's words, Xuan Ge immediately agreed, lowered his head and a smile appeared on his face.

He said, no one dares to snatch things from the prince!

If you want to rob, you have to see if you have the ability!

Xuan Ge took the order and went out quickly.

Jiang Xing lazily called out again: "Feixing!"

Feixing on the roof poked his head out of the window: "I'm here!"

"The matter of Doctor Xu is still stuck. Now that the princess has been chosen, we should quickly bring her to the palace. We also need to take Brother Lu's letter out while we can!"

"Yes!"

Half an hour later, Song Wu appeared in Chengyun Hall of Prince Jin's Mansion.

She couldn't figure it out for a long time. It turned out that when Jiang Xing was choosing a concubine yesterday, he said he needed to borrow her identity and she had to come to the mansion!

If this is the case, how many trips will she have to make these days?

Do you still want to do your own work?

Seeing Jiang Xing coming out in a wheelchair, Feixing immediately closed the door of the hall.

He didn't put on any makeup today and looked quite healthy.

Song Wu got straight to the point: "Your Highness is really not shy. He's already ordering me, the princess, around so quickly!"

Jiang Xing raised an eyebrow and stood up from the wheelchair skillfully: "Isn't this what the princess agreed to yesterday? I will send someone to look after the tomb of the deceased for you, and you can lend me your identity!"

Song Wu: "So, when the prince said yesterday that he needed to borrow my identity, he meant that whenever he needed to deliver a letter, he would let me come to the palace?"

"No need!" Jiang Xing showed a satisfied smile and sat down in the main seat: "Soon you will be living here every day!"

Song Wu sat down on the main seat on his other side. "Your Highness, aren't you curious about why I agreed to be the princess?"

Jiang Xing touched his chin, wondering, "Didn't you come to the selection of concubines on your own? How did the king ever coerce you?"

Song Wu was silent for a moment. He almost forgot that he had not formally discussed with him the selection of concubines yesterday!

"I was negligent." She looked into the distance, "Then we should talk about it first!"

Jiang Xing pretended to listen attentively.

"I went to choose a concubine yesterday just to see the prince. The security in your house is too strict!"

Jiang Xing squinted his peach blossom eyes at her, full of cynicism: "Princess, anyone who hears what you said will think you are interested in me!"

She glared at him. "But being chosen as the princess was not something I expected! I also want to ask His Majesty, why, out of so many women, did he have to choose someone who had lost twice in a row as his princess?"

"Why else?" He poured her a cup of tea. "It's because you're destined to be with Miss Song!"

She picked up the teacup and drank it, the corners of her mouth curled up sarcastically: "There are probably many women who are destined to be with the prince, right?"

Jiang Xing paused and didn't respond.

Song Wu: "Your Highness and I have only met twice. You are being a little hasty!"

Jiang Xing pretended not to understand the meaning of her words and quickly waved his hand: "It is only fitting that I repay you for saving my life with my body!"

He knew she was thinking deeply about the matter and was worried that she might be distracted. "Actually, my choice of Miss Song wasn't a whim."

Song Wu raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Miss Song knows my secret, but she hasn't revealed a single word. Even the noisy maid you brought to the Duke of Anguo's mansion that day kept her mouth shut. It shows that she is a reliable person!"

His fingers skillfully played with the teacup, their joints clearly visible. "Also, Miss Song, you know that I have been tracking down the murderer who assassinated this king. This matter is too dangerous, so naturally I must choose someone who is trustworthy and reliable. Only such a person can let this king turn his back on me with peace of mind!"

Song Wu smiled slightly: "It seems that the prince trusts me very much!"

She turned her head to look at him, her bright eyes full of seriousness: "Then I will also tell the prince the truth!"

"I have my own unfinished mission, and I also have to go out and do charity work on a regular basis. Being a princess has many rules, which is really inconvenient for me. Besides, I have my own destined person in my life!"

Although these words may sound a bit arrogant and rude, there is no other way, some things must be said in advance.

Jiang Xing's smile was a little stiff, but he still listened to her carefully.

"I must resolve the problems for many people before I can find him and give birth to a child with him."

"The reason why I am willing to be a princess is because of my own selfish reasons. Everyone in the Bo Mansion wants me dead. Only by becoming a princess can I temporarily avoid many troubles!

The second reason is that I once had a very real dream. In that dream, the prince’s princess was not me, but my sister in the uncle’s mansion, the real daughter Song Chuchu!

The prince will die in six months, and I will be framed as the prince's murderer!"