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

On the dark bluestone slab, Pei Mian asked, "Your Highness, are you going to marry the fourth daughter of the Lu family?"

Chu Mingzheng hummed lightly.

Pei Mian didn't have a good impression of Lu Mingyang and said anxiously, "Your Highness, she was the one who set you up. It's good that you don't blame her. Why do you have to put yourself in such a difficult position? She brought this upon herself that she can't get married."

Chu Mingzheng looked calmly at Pei Mian, who was speaking up for him, and said lightly, "She's fine."

Although Pei Mian didn't know what was good about it, since His Highness said it was good, it must be good.

"Miss Lu didn't agree?" he asked.

Chu Mingzheng paused.

"I'm leaving!" Pei Mian fled in a hurry.

……

At dawn, the road was cleared with whips.

The marriage procession left the capital in a mighty procession, exchanging a humiliating peace with an uncertain future. Inside sat the most noble woman in the world, yet she still couldn't control her own destiny.

Lu Mingyang stood on the city wall, looking at the increasingly blurred marriage team, and recalled the days when he accompanied Jing and the eldest princess in chanting sutras.

When the long and complex scripture ended and everyone left, Princess Jinghe would look into her eyes and ask, "Below the Buddha statue with the doors and windows closed,

Mingyang, I don't understand why men who are loyal to their country can be made dukes and prime ministers, and be tempted with fame, wealth, and beauty; why women who are loyal to their country have to exchange their bodies, dignity, threats, and a lifetime of loneliness and helplessness.

But when the palace door opened, she was once again the impeccably dignified and polite princess, the good sister in the emperor's eyes, and a role model for women to be advised by the world.

It seemed as if she really loved such a good reputation, but in fact, she only wanted her biological mother, who had just been named the Imperial Concubine, to enjoy her old age.

Perhaps, no age has ever been entirely foolish. The only difference is whether one sinks into depravity with clarity or in confusion.

Once upon a time, Yang Xier thought that as long as she had money, she could live a good life. But now, Lu Mingyang was a little unsure.

"Second sister, we are free!" Seeing the marriage team getting farther and farther away, Yang Nian'er happily hugged her second sister.

"So happy?" Lu Mingyang also smiled.

"That's right. Second sister, let's go eat something delicious!"

Yang Nian'er pulled her sister down from the city wall. Once upon a time, her life was to leave her parents and go with her second sister to a place with good food and fun, and live happily.

The Chengyang Marquis Mansion is even more beautiful than the wonderful life she had imagined.

Lu Mingyang said, "I don't have any money."

"I have it!" Yang Nian'er patted her chest proudly.

"Oh, how much silver did Madam Yu give you? You are so generous!" But her grandmother didn't even give her a tael of silver. Who is her granddaughter?

Lu Mingyang felt a little aggrieved. When it came to buying food, he was so rude.

On the top floor of Fanyue Tower, a young man in gorgeous robes stood by the railing, looking at two little girls strolling in the street, with an angry smile on his face.

"Is this the daughter of Marquis Chengyang that my elder sister mentioned, who is living abroad?"

"Yes!" A shrill voice sounded beside him, "She was the one who had an affair with Prince Ningyuan."

The girl being talked about stood in front of a small stall, pinching the soft and glutinous rice cake. The osmanthus powder stained her red lips and also fell on her skirt, but she was completely unaware of it and her eyes were curved as she ate.

Song Wei frowned: "Foolish, are you worthy of me taking action personally?"

"The Empress said that although she grew up in the countryside and is a bit crude, she does have some courage and cleverness. I hope Second Young Master will pay some attention to her."

"Report to my elder sister and reassure her." A little girl, if you coax her with your heart, isn't it easy to win her over? Song Wei waved his hand, telling him to return to the palace to report.

There are always pickpockets in a busy street market. Lu Mingyang was bumped in the waist and looked down to see that his wallet was gone.

"Little thief, catch the little thief..."

Seeing the thief running farther and farther away, a young man in gorgeous robes descended from the sky, kicked the thief to the ground, and stepped on the thief's hand with his black boots.

"Please spare me, sir, please spare me. I will never steal again." The little thief raised his purse tremblingly.

Song Wei took the purse and kicked the man away, saying, "Send him to the authorities."

"Yes!" Two servants who chased out from Fanyue Tower picked up the thief and sent him to the government office.

Song Wei walked towards Lu Mingyang, presented the purse with both hands, and bowed slightly, "Return the jade intact to Zhao."

"Thank you, sir!"

Lu Mingyang reached out to take it, but Song Wei suddenly took a step back.

"I'm sorry for being rude, please don't blame me, young lady!" He held up his long sleeves, placed the purse on them, and presented it again, looking like a modest gentleman.

Lu Mingyang took the purse, put it in his sleeve, and bowed to express his gratitude.

"It's just a small favor, nothing to mention." Song Wei bowed in return and instructed the attendant standing beside him, "Shishu, you drive the car yourself and take the young lady back home."

Lu Mingyang had never encountered such kindness from a stranger before, so he quickly said, "Don't bother me, sir."

Song Wei insisted, "Although we are living in a peaceful and prosperous age, there are still some bad people. Young lady, it is best to be careful when you go out. It's just a small favor, so please don't refuse it."

As they were talking, the carriage had already stopped by the roadside.

Lu Mingyang had no choice but to pull her sister and nervously boarded the carriage. After getting in, she lifted the curtain and saw Song Wei standing there, nodding slightly at her.

He was dressed in brocade and adorned with jade, and he was a handsome man. It had to be said that he had a look and a gentleness that could captivate women. Suddenly being watched, Lu Mingyang hurriedly lowered the curtains of his carriage.

Song Wei raised his mouth in contempt and turned away. In the alley, a thief saw Song Wei and asked hurriedly, "Second Master, was my acting okay?"

Song Wei threw a silver ingot to the thief and said calmly, "Go to the farm first and hide for a few months."

In the carriage, Yang Nian'er sat happily on the cushions, "It just so happens that I'm tired too. This young master is quite nice."

"It's good! But it's too good." Lu Mingyang always remembered a saying, "No reward without merit," and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Hey, second sister," Yang Nian'er's eyes lit up: "He doesn't like you, does he?"

"Shh!" Lu Mingyang pointed to the door.

The servant leaning against the door raised the corner of his mouth with pride. There was no girl that his master did not love to death.

The person inside will be captured within three days.

"Let's stop here!" Lu Mingyang stopped the carriage one street away from Chengyang Marquis Mansion.

After getting off the carriage, she asked the secretary, "Where is the mansion?"

"The young master said it was just a small matter, so there is no need for you to worry about it. I'll take my leave." The secretary got off the carriage and left.

"Don't think about it, second sister!" Yang Nian'er pulled her sister back home.