I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Lu Mingyang tore off a chicken leg with her hands and stuffed it into her mouth. But she was so full that she couldn't eat any more. "Your Highness, how did I offend you? Even if you want me to die, I have to die knowingly, right?"

"Lu Mingyang!" Chu Mingzheng snorted coldly: "Is this the king letting you become the princess so that you can enjoy a good life?"

"What do you mean?"

"Okay!" Chu Mingzheng asked directly, "Why didn't you refuse when Concubine Song wanted to send someone to my house in Shoukang Palace?"

Lu Mingyang was speechless: "I turned it down, but it was your dear cousin who insisted on taking it!"

"My cousin is simple-minded and doesn't know what it means. You are so cunning, how could you not know what it means?" Those who say they are willing to go through fire and water for you and even die for you are all lies.

"Why am I so suspicious? Even if I think Concubine Song deliberately arranged for her own people, how do I know that it wasn't your wise and powerful Highness who personally instructed your dear cousin to agree to it?"

Lu Mingyang had lived for so many years, but he had never seen such an unreasonable person. He was so angry that he threw the chicken leg in his hand onto the plate, feeling wronged and wanting to cry: "You can't bear to get angry at your dear cousin, so you just take it out on me. How can you bully others like this?"

I couldn't hold back my tears, and they splashed onto the food table.

Chu Mingzheng panicked: "What you said makes some sense. I wronged you. Don't cry."

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but once he said this, Lu Mingyang couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears, gasping for breath and feeling like he might faint at any moment.

“Hey, hey, hey…” Chu Mingzheng, who hadn’t changed his expression even when killing someone for the first time, was actually frightened. He said anxiously, “If you cry again, I won’t agree to your request.”

Lu Mingyang quickly covered his mouth, suppressed the last groan into his stomach, and burped.

That look is really laughable.

"Is it that aggrieved?"

Chu Mingzheng raised his sleeve to wipe the woman's tears, but Lu Mingyang pushed him away angrily. Cricket said, "If you have the guts, eat all the food on the table."

"Okay, okay, I'll eat it!" Chu Mingzheng picked up the chicken leg that Lu Mingyang threw on the plate and ate it.

"Hey!" Lu Mingyang hurriedly snatched it away, "Eat something else."

Even after crying like this, she still cared about these trivial matters. Chu Mingzheng smiled and asked, "What good will it do me if I agree to you?"

Lu Mingyang had actually prepared some negotiation ideas long ago, waiting for him to embarrass himself. But why did he just burst into tears? It was so embarrassing.

After calming himself down, Lu Mingyang pointed at the dishes on the table and said through gritted teeth, "Your Highness, there must be a spy for Concubine Song among these people. What does Concubine Song want to do? She must want you to be unable to bear a son and have no descendants. She is so vicious! We must not let her evil plan succeed."

"So vicious?" Chu Mingzheng raised his eyebrows.

Lu Mingyang chuckled and said, "I only figured it out after I got back. I really didn't react at the time."

"You only figured it out after using me, right?"

How can a grown man be so fussy? This matter can't be let go, right?

Lu Mingyang was speechless, but raised his hand to promise, "From now on, for the sake of Your Highness's safety, I will diligently train my brain and protect your descendants with my life."

"Don't practice it anymore!" Chu Mingzheng said directly: "If you can find out which spies are arranged by Concubine Song, I will agree to it."

"No, it would be dangerous for you if I missed one," Lu Mingyang advised. "Just tell the Queen Mother that you can't bear to see the people in my house wandering around. Use this as an excuse to dismiss everyone in the palace and put an end to it once and for all."

Then, she pointed at the dishes on the table and said, "The chefs in our Chengyang Marquis Mansion are no worse than the imperial chefs in the palace. They will not let Your Highness suffer any injustice."

"No!" Chu Mingzheng shook his head. "You asked me to return the people my cousin chose for your sake and save my cousin's face. My cousin must be sad."

"Is that so?" Lu Mingyang was stunned and lowered his head in embarrassment. "But how can I find it?"

"That's your business!"

"I see!"

As Lu Mingyang left the Ningyuan Palace, he felt a growing pang of sadness. If the spy wasn't doing his job, what difference would he make from an ordinary palace servant? How could he possibly find him?

This matter could obviously be solved very easily, but he made things difficult for himself just to save his beloved cousin's face.

Alas, since I am the one asking for help, I am naturally inferior to others.

Worried, Lu Mingyang looked up at the sky. The moon was bright and warm. Unable to think of a solution, she simply went to the Zhongxin Marquis's residence. She had another question for her elder sister.

In Yanchu Pavilion, Zhu Xin served Lu Mingyang hot tea and whispered, "The young lady just took the medicine and went to sleep."

Sleeping in the middle of the day?

Lu Mingyang looked at the untouched food on the table, beckoned Zhuxin to sit down, and asked, "Eldest sister, are you still suffering from insomnia and anorexia?"

Zhu Xin said, "The young lady eats very little every day and always has trouble sleeping at night. Seeing that she looked so haggard today, I had no choice but to make her a bowl of calming soup. Doctor Leng said that calming soups are harmful to the body and should be used as little as possible. If the young lady continues to be like this, what should I do?"

Lu Mingyang looked at the obviously thin face and said distressedly, "Didn't you say you were getting better a few days ago?"

"It's not easy to heal a mental illness. Ever since the Marquis died in battle, the young lady has been in a trance. During her confinement period, she was out early and back late looking for clues, which laid the foundation for her illness. Now..."

"Zhu Xin, why are you imitating Qin Xin and becoming talkative?" A faint voice came. The two looked over and saw Lu Mingyuan standing up by supporting himself on the bed.

"Sister, why are you awake?" Lu Mingyang hurried over to cushion her backrest.

Lu Mingyuan smiled calmly, "I've slept for a while and feel much better."

That stunningly beautiful face was frighteningly white, like translucent white jade. Lu Mingyang was horrified. The tranquilizers Leng Lingfeng had prescribed weren't working. How severe was his insomnia?

"What do you want from me?" Lu Mingyuan gently smoothed his sister's frown.

"Oh!" Lu Mingyang paused, then asked tentatively, "Eldest sister, father is no longer a criminal, and we can adopt a son from the clan to enjoy the incense for eternity. Are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy." Lu Mingyuan smiled faintly, and then his worries reappeared: "However, if the person adopted has questionable character and tarnishes my father's reputation after his death, it would be better not to have him at all."

Lu Mingyang asked, "Sister, if his behavior is questionable, what would you do?"

"I don't know." Lu Mingyuan sighed, "It's a pity that you and I are both women and have no say in these matters. Otherwise, I would definitely be able to choose a stepson with good character for my father."

Yes, I have no say in anything.

Lu Mingyang thought back to when his second uncle and second aunt came to his house in Shangyang Village. They were as imposing as if they were entering their own home. Whether it was a commoner or a noble family, no one family was a daughter's home.

The daughter is just a passer-by in the family.