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

If something happens to the princess who is married off, the concubines who came with her as a dowry will inevitably be blamed. Yang Xier looked at the tall horse that she had never ridden before, and thought about the experience of riding a donkey when she was a child. She made up her mind and sat on it.

The horse's front hooves were raised high, and Yang Xier held on tightly. Just as she was about to shout for help, a hand supported her lower back, and then the horse ran away.

"Hey, that's the horse of His Royal Highness Prince Ningyuan!"

"No problem!" Prince Ningyuan called out to the young eunuch and said with a light cough, "I can't ride a horse now either."

The horse ran very steadily and slowly. Yang Xier stuck close to the horse's neck and boldly pinched the horse's belly. The horse ran a little faster, but still very steadily.

"This horse is not difficult to ride!" Yang Xier stroked the horse's mane. The mane was red and looked very beautiful under the sunlight.

"Then I'll call you Little Red Hair. If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

"Little Red Hair, hurry up, we have to go find the princess."

The horse actually quickened its pace.

Deep in the dense forest, a woman leaned against a tree trunk, sobbing softly. Judging from her attire, it was Princess Jinghe. Yang Xier dismounted, deliberately making loud footsteps.

Princess Jinghe hurriedly straightened her clothes and turned around, still the gentle and dignified princess.

"Let's go back!"

Yang Xier made a loud noise just now because she didn't want to embarrass her, but now the lip balm on her lips has all come off.

"Princess, please wait a moment."

The dense forest was thick with fog, and many blades of grass were stained with dew. Yang Xier took out her handkerchief and soaked it little by little.

"Princess, let me wipe it for you!"

Princess Jinghe immediately realized something and looked away embarrassedly, but finally nodded.

Yang Xier went over to help her wipe off the lip balm and tried to comfort her: "When I was a kid, I was gored by a porcupine. My face is covered in pig drool, it's smelly and sticky. But it's okay, just wash it off. It's just a pig gouging me!"

"Mingyang!"

"Ok?"

Yang Xier turned her head following Jinghe and the Princess's shocked gaze and saw Jin Yiluo sitting on the horse, looking at them with his head tilted.

"Don't take it personally." Yang Xier shuddered.

Jin Yiluo asked with a smile: "Princess, can you ride a horse now?"

"I got it... I got it!" Jinghe thought of him pressing her down on the horse and biting her wantonly, feeling a biting cold.

"That's good that you learned it!" Jin Yiluo's eyes passed over the horse that Yang Xier was riding, and he rode away.

Yang Xier helped Princess Jinghe onto the horse. Princess Jinghe shook her head in fear. How could she dare to ride a horse again now?

"Walk with me!"

On the way back, Yang Xier tried to cheer her up. Princess Jinghe sighed and said, "You don't have to comfort me. I am supported by the people, so this is my duty. I have no complaints. It's just..."

Yang Xier had expected her to be melancholic, but she actually said, "Marquis Chengyang died fighting for his country, yet his own bloodline suffered such injustice. Who else would be willing to serve the country? If the court is filled with those who curry favor with the powerful and seek self-preservation, then Da Sheng will be in danger."

"Princess justice!"

"Great justice?" Princess Jinghe looked at Yang Xier and sneered, "I also want to serve the country and the people, for the greater good, but now it seems that it is just for the selfish interests of some people, and I am unwilling to accept it."

The chirping of birds accompanied the two women as they walked slowly.

A pavilion stood beside the clear river. Inside, a man in white leaned against a beautiful woman, his clothes disheveled. A palace maid lay on his chest, giggling with amusement.

"Your Highness, you are evil!"

"Tell me, what happened to me?" Chu Mingzheng held the little palace maid's hand and snuggled into his arms.

Princess Jinghe coughed lightly and stepped into the pavilion.

The little palace maid slid off Prince Ningyuan and knelt on the ground to salute.

Princess Jinghe looked at her attire and asked coldly, "Are you from the Imperial Concubine's palace?"

"I deserve to die! I beg the Princess not to tell the Imperial Concubine." The little maid knelt on the ground, trembling. "I was just passing by. I didn't expect His Highness to smile at me."

"Shut up. According to what you said, it was Prince Ningyuan who seduced you?"

"I spoke out of turn, please forgive me, Princess." The little palace maid lowered her head even more.

Chu Mingzheng tidied his clothes, kicked the little palace maid, signaling her to leave, and then stepped forward to salute Princess Jinghe.

"Little aunt."

Although Princess Jinghe is the elder of Prince Ningyuan, she is younger than him, and her face turns red with embarrassment when she talks about such things.

"If you like, I'll give you a few people from my palace. Why would you want to provoke the people from Xiefang Palace? You like being locked up, don't you? I think your spirit has been worn away by wine and women."

Even during the marriage, she had never lost her temper this much. Yang Xier looked curiously at the Prince of Ningyuan, once a hero to everyone's ears, but now a sickly person who would fall down at the slightest gust of wind.

The thin body drifts in the wind like a rootless weed.

What a weird guy! If you say he is weak, he dares to open his clothes in such cold weather; if you say he is not weak, he can't even stand steadily.

"Please sit down!" Princess Jinghe helped him sit on the stone bench and sighed, "Jin Yiluo specifically appointed you as the bride escort, which is a good thing. There is no double punishment for the same crime. You have done a great deed by escorting the bride back. There is no reason for my brother to keep you imprisoned. You should stop being so decadent."

This is the only consolation I have received on this trip. She didn't say this last sentence out loud, fearing it would only add to his guilt.

Chu Mingzheng laughed at himself: "With my current body, it doesn't matter whether I can get out or not."

Jinghe opened her mouth and ordered, "Mingyang, go guard outside the pavilion."

"promise!"

Yang Xier secretly regretted her lack of judgment and hurried out. However, what was there to say to a nephew who was older than her?

Not long after, Princess Jinghe came out, followed by Prince Ningyuan, who had obviously become much more obedient.

"Send Prince Ningyuan back to rest. If he dares to be dishonest with you, beat him up."

"Little aunt!"

Princess Jinghe interrupted him sharply, "I said it."

Yang Xier shrank her head, waited for Jing and the eldest princess to leave, then turned and asked Prince Ningyuan, "Where does His Highness live?"

Because he was summoned by the emperor at short notice, there was no place for him to rest in the Imperial Garden, and it was not convenient for him to return to the Clear Water Pond now.

"Just find one with a couch."

Chu Mingzheng raised his arm, and Yang Xier subconsciously dodged backwards. After a long time, no one came forward, and Chu Mingzheng turned back in surprise.

Yang Xier suddenly realized that he should have asked her to help him. He was a patient, and a precious prince at that. This request was not too much to ask.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment." Yang Xier smiled to hide her embarrassment: "I'll bring Little Red Hair here!"

Little red hair?

Chu Mingzheng looked in astonishment at Yang Xier running to the river, leading her red horse, and frowning slightly.

"How about going to the Waterside Pavilion?" She only knew that place, and Nian'er was still there. Yang Xier stepped forward and respectfully supported King Ningyuan.