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

It would have been fine if she hadn't stopped him. But when she did, Lu Mingyang's anger flared up, and she reminded him in a deep voice, "Aunt Zheng, you are just a concubine in the Zhongxin Marquis's house. When you see me in the future, please call yourself a slave."

"……promise!"

"Ok?"

Lu Mingyang's voice sank, and Mother Chen immediately kowtowed: "This servant will remember this."

"And!" Lu Mingyang didn't want to provoke her because her son had just died. But when he thought that she was so stupid that she almost killed her own grandson, he reminded her loudly.

"You are only a concubine and have no right to interfere in the young master's upbringing. My eldest sister calls you elder out of kindness. If you cannot remember your identity, I will issue an order to have the mistress of the Zhongxin Marquis's Mansion sell you off."

"Yes...I obey your command." Mother Chen gritted her teeth and kowtowed.

Lu Mingyang looked at Aunt Sun who was kneeling beside her and continued, "Aunt Zheng is old and easily confused. You should serve her well, but you must know clearly who is the master of the Zhongxin Marquis's Mansion."

These words were not only said to Aunt Sun who instigated Chen's mother, but also to the servants who listened to Chen's mother.

"Yes!" Aunt Sun glanced at Prince Ningyuan's boots and didn't dare to say anything back, so she kowtowed. After everyone left, she let out a snort of dissatisfaction.

"Wait until King Ningyuan dies, and see how arrogant you can be."

……

At the gate of the Marquis Zhongxin's mansion, Lu Mingyang watched Zhuxin and the wet nurse board the carriage and said to Leng Lingfeng, "Brother Leng, please come with me to visit the Marquis of Chengyang. I'm worried about the child getting into trouble again, and my eldest sister isn't doing well either, so I'd like you to take a look."

"Okay!" Leng Lingfeng made way and asked Lu Mingyang to get on the carriage first.

Lu Mingyang took a step forward, his wrist tightened, and he stumbled into someone's chest.

"There are differences between men and women, do you understand?"

Chu Mingzheng scolded her fiercely and pulled her to his carriage.

Lu Mingyang was speechless: "I'm not alone, my sister is still in there!"

"Shut up!"

"..."

Looking at the backs of the two people, Leng Lingfeng shook his head in disgust. He didn't plan to sit in the carriage, so was it that serious?

Outside the Chengyang Marquis Mansion, Lu Mingyang looked at Chu Mingzheng who got off the carriage with him, and suddenly realized a serious problem.

Why was this guy so kind to send me back?

"Thank you, Your Highness, for sending me back." As he said that, Lu Mingyang pushed him back.

Chu Mingzheng held the little hand on her waist and pulled her into the mansion. "That's perfect. I also have something to ask Lady Zhongxin."

"Your Highness, you are on vacation now, you don't need to be so diligent." Lu Mingyang was dragged inside by him, and saw a strange yet familiar face in the main hall from a distance.

"Well, there are people who are more diligent than me." Chu Mingzheng let go of Lu Mingyang's hand and walked in first.

Lu Mingyang asked the people behind him to go to Yuanzhi Pavilion, and then pulled Leng Lingfeng and Zhu Xin aside.

"Go and see my eldest sister first, then come and tell the two big Buddhas in the main hall that my eldest sister is very ill and in a trance and can't see guests."

After instructing Leng Lingfeng, she then instructed Zhu Xin: "You must stop the eldest sister and don't let her come over."

She hasn't told the truth to her elder sister yet, and they are colluding with each other to give their testimony.

After all the instructions were given, Lu Mingyang walked into the main hall and heard the sounds of a tense argument.

"Master Shen, I remember that His Majesty ordered the Dali Temple to investigate the case with me, and that the Ministry of Justice was merely assisting. I don't recall having the Ministry of Justice, especially Master Shen, perform any task."

"We are all working for the country. Your Highness, do we really have to make such a clear distinction?"

"Of course we have to distinguish them clearly." Chu Mingzheng held his forehead with his hand, looking embarrassed. "Now that the murderer of Lord Zhongxin has been apprehended, who will get the credit?"

"Your Highness, Prince of Ningyuan!" Shen Yan stood up angrily and said, "This case is of great importance. We have agreed to negotiate peace and the marriage has just been finalized, but the Xiongnu have caused trouble again. Their wolfish ambitions are obvious.

The bodies of 30,000 soldiers outside Yanmen Pass were still warm when the Marquis of Chengyang and his entire family died for their country, and his son-in-law was also killed.

Your Highness is not focused on solving the case quickly, upholding justice, and protecting the prestige of our Great Sheng. Instead, he asks me who deserves the credit for this achievement, how can I be worthy of the emperor's great grace, and how can I be worthy of the people of the world.

"How dare you!" Chu Mingzheng slammed the map of the capital on the table. That was what Shen Yan gave him.

When their eyes met, there was a strong smell of tension.

Worried that Shen Yan might be in trouble, Lu Mingyang hurried in and angrily scolded Shen Yan: "How can you talk like that! What do you mean by sacrificing your entire family for your country? I'm not a human being. My elder sister is still alive and well!"

Shen Yan was stunned for a long time before he bowed and said, "I apologize for my words, Miss Lu."

"That's pretty much it!"

Those passionate words made Lu Mingyang's blood boil. He thought that if he could help such a person, he should help him. After all, it was for his biological father.

Lu Mingyang walked over to Chu Mingzheng and gently shook his arm, intending to pass over the matter. He asked with a smile, "What kind of tea would you like, Your Highness?"

Chu Mingzheng felt a pang of sourness in his heart: "Just now you remembered that I have no tea to drink?"

"Didn't I just come in?" Lu Mingyang hurriedly ordered the frightened little maid standing by the door to serve tea.

Shen Yan bowed again and pointed to the map of the capital on the table. "The circled area on the map is where the Xiongnu are most likely to hide. As long as Lady Zhongxin remembers even a little bit of the murderer's appearance, Your Highness will be able to find him."

Chu Mingzheng raised his head coldly and said impatiently, "How do I solve a case? Do I need you to teach me?"

"Your Highness!" Shen Yan said loudly, "I am investigating this case, not seeking any credit. I simply do not want to see the loyal souls rest in peace and the living mourn forever."

Chu Mingzheng sneered: "Scholars always speak in a pleasant way."

Shen Yan was furious, pointing his finger at the sky outside the door, "If I say a single word when I leave the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion today, I will have to take off my official robes."

"Okay!" Chu Mingzheng immediately drove him away: "Then please come in!"

"I have said that the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion did not say a word, but this has not happened yet. I must ask the wife of the Marquis Zhongxin in person." Shen Yan sat down and continued to wait.

He was worried and had to investigate it himself to feel at ease.

"Then Master Shen, just wait!"

Chu Mingzheng leisurely picked up the tea brought by the maid, while Shen Yan sat upright.

Not long after, Leng Lingfeng walked in and said that the wife of the Marquis of Zhongxin was weak and confused, had taken some medicine and was asleep, and was not suitable for seeing guests. Lu Mingyang took the opportunity to ask the two to leave.

But the two of them surprisingly expressed their willingness to wait.

Chu Mingzheng looked at the girl sitting next to him and said calmly, "Yangyang, didn't you see that Master Shen's cup is empty? Refill it for him."

Whose house is this? Not only did you come in and sit in the main seat without any courtesy, but you also ordered me around?

Lu Mingyang was speechless, but what else could he do? Just do it.

As the cup was refilled, Shen Yan's cup was never empty. After each refill, Chu Mingzheng would toast him with a glass. The key point was that he only took a sip, while Mr. Shen drank cup after cup.

After drinking more than ten cups in a row, he was obviously unable to sit still.