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

Back at the Chengyang Marquis Mansion, Lu Mingyang followed the gentle light of the lantern to her father's study. Her mind was in turmoil, and she wanted to find a few books to read.

After lighting the kerosene lamp, Lu Mingyang was holding it up and heading to the bookshelf when Yang Nian'er rushed in with a chicken leg in her hand.

"Second sister, um, um Lu Mingfeng..."

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingyang saw that she couldn't speak clearly and raised his hand to wipe the oil stains from the corner of her mouth. Yang Nian'er grabbed his hand and pulled out the bookshelf.

"Brother Wei, please speak."

Wei Luo stood at the door of the study and saluted Lu Mingyang.

"Cousin, we were having dinner at Qizhenlou just now and saw Lu Mingfeng and Song Wei. I vaguely heard Lu Mingfeng thanking Song Wei and saying that he would rely on Song Wei for his future career and support the crown prince."

Wei Luo said this with concern, "Now that Concubine Song is powerful, it's understandable that he wants to join the Song family. However, Prince Ningyuan's current situation is somewhat related to Prince Guangcheng. After all, Lu Mingfeng will be my cousin's nominal brother in the future. I'm worried that Prince Ningyuan will vent his anger on my cousin."

"He actually wants to join Concubine Song!" Joining the enemy who killed his father. Lu Mingyang's face turned pale, but then, a ray of unprecedented light appeared in her eyes.

"Thank you, cousin!" she said as she ran to the stables and shouted, "Quick, hitch up the carriage. I'm going to the Duke of Zhongxin's mansion."

What time is this?

Yang Nian'er and Wei Luo looked at each other in confusion.

The Mansion of the Loyal and Trusty Earl, Yanchu Pavilion

Less than an hour later, Lu Mingyang returned. She dismissed her attendants, closed the door, and told her elder sister what Wei Luo had heard, exaggerating it.

Lu Mingyuan was lying weakly on the bed. After hearing his sister's words, he propped himself up and sat up with his eyes deep in thought.

"really?"

Lu Mingyang nodded vigorously: "Eldest sister, my father and brother were both killed by Concubine Song. If he continues to be loyal to Concubine Song under my father's title..."

"...How can I be worthy of my father's spirit in heaven?" Lu Mingyuan took over Lu Mingyang's words, his voice obviously stronger.

Is this the desire to survive that Leng Lingfeng mentioned?

Lu Mingyang looked at the light in her eyes and was filled with excitement: "Eldest sister, we must stop him from inheriting the title of Marquis of Chengyang."

"But His Majesty has already agreed. How can we stop it?"

"People come up with solutions!" Lu Mingyang said with increasing certainty, "We still have a few days left. We'll definitely be able to come up with a solution."

Lu Mingyuan was indeed more alert, and he looked at his sister leisurely: "If he makes a mistake, His Majesty will definitely make a new choice."

"Then how can we make him make a mistake?" Lu Mingyang took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, held her hand, and looked like they were going to discuss it until tomorrow.

Lu Mingyuan looked troubled. "He will definitely not cause trouble at this critical moment of inheriting the title of Marquis."

"What about before?" Lu Mingyang asked, "Eldest sister, you have no idea how arrogant and shameless they were when they came to the Marquis' Mansion. Not only did they destroy the couplets written by Third Brother, they also tried to steal my dowry and chased Uncle Zhong and his men away."

At this point, Lu Mingyang said bitterly, "Looking at his character, he must have done something bad in the past. We just need to find out."

Lu Mingyuan was stunned by his sister's determination: "Then let's look for it?"

"Yeah!" Lu Mingyang nodded vigorously.

He did what he said. That night, when Lu Mingyang returned to the Marquis' Mansion, he asked two reliable servants to follow Lu Mingfeng, and also asked Wei Luo to investigate Lu Mingfeng's past.

At the same time, in the dark room of the Bishuiyoutan woodcarving room, someone was also worried about this problem.

"Your Highness, would you like me to create an incident to prevent Lu Mingfeng from inheriting the title?"

The two sat across from each other at the table. Zhu Cong's eyes were filled with anxiety, while Chu Mingzheng's face was expressionless.

"Your Majesty has issued an edict. If this one doesn't work, there's another one." This is only a temporary solution and does not address the root cause.

"Are you just going to watch?" Zhu Cong said anxiously, "If he inherits the title of Marquis of Chengyang, wouldn't it be a waste for you to marry the Marquis of Chengyang's daughter?"

Chu Mingzheng sneered: "Who would have thought that Lord Zhongxin would die suddenly."

If he hadn't died, even if the emperor had this plan, it wouldn't have happened so quickly. By then, everything would have been settled.

Zhu Cong bowed his head and admitted his guilt, "It was my incompetence that made me a step too late."

"It's perfectly acceptable for children to avenge their father!"

"To avenge her father, why doesn't she go find Concubine Song?"

Zhu Cong became angrier as he spoke, and Chu Mingzheng waved his hand, signaling him not to mention it anymore.

"Everyone has someone they cherish, and you can't force it. Look at Lu Mingfeng, he doesn't seem to have any brains, he's so eager to cling to the Song family. But that young prince Wei is a bit interesting. His Majesty is about to suppress the Duke of Wei's Mansion, and he dared to come alone. He has some courage."

Zhu Cong's eyes lit up, "If you can get help from the Duke of Wei's Mansion, your marriage to the fourth daughter of the Lu family will not be in vain."

"With his help?" Chu Mingzheng laughed. "Do you think the Duke of Wei's Mansion has been able to stand firm until now because of that cowardly Duke of Wei? I'm lucky I didn't get killed by him."

"What do you mean?" Zhu Cong was puzzled.

Chu Mingzheng didn't know what it meant, but he had a bad feeling about Wei Luo's sudden arrival in Beijing. He said, "Don't worry about Lu Mingfeng. Keep an eye on Wei Luo for the next few days."

"promise!"

Although he was puzzled, Zhu Cong always carried out His Highness's orders to the letter.

……

During the critical period of inheriting the title, Lu Mingfeng did not do anything out of the ordinary except worrying that she would take away the property of the Marquis' Mansion.

The two servants who followed him found nothing, but Wei Luo found out that Lu Mingfeng had a mistress outside the mansion, who was a prostitute and pregnant.

Rich families have always considered it shameful to take prostitutes as concubines, let alone someone who is going to inherit the title of Marquis, which is indeed a stain.

only……

"Are you qualified?" Yang Nian'er asked.

Lu Mingyang said, "Don't worry about whether you're qualified or not, just start making a scene first."

They don't have time.

As a prostitute, Zhao Qingqing has no one to rely on. The only thing she can rely on to survive is the love of men and their pitiful and sometimes absent conscience.

What's more, she is pregnant now, which makes her even more worried.

Lu Xun's family had strict upbringing. Lu Mingfeng hadn't been to the outer residence since the beginning of the year, and later, due to the selection of the adopted child, she stopped going even more. A little over a month was enough to completely shatter her sense of security.

Lu Mingyang just let the woman who lived in her alley say a few words outside her yard, saying that Lu Mingfeng was going to be promoted to a marquis and looked down on her for being a prostitute and being shameful, and she couldn't sit still anymore.

My mind was filled with images of the child being aborted and myself being sent to a brothel.

At this time, as long as someone offers a solution, she will desperately grab this life-saving straw.

"If you don't try to get out in the open now, it will be too late when he becomes a marquis!"

"Now is a critical period. He is afraid that a commotion will affect his promotion, so he will definitely take you into his mansion."

Thinking about what Wang Po next door said, in the evening, when the flow of people was the heaviest, Zhao Qingqing, with her eight-month-old belly, started making a fuss outside Lu Xun's mansion.