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

The old man whom Lu Xun called Seventh Grandpa had no power and no future. He relied on his seniority to support himself. How could he dare to accept this task and kept refusing.

Thinking of his elder sister who was bedridden, Lu Mingyang said to the departed old man, "Seventh...Grandfather, you two should discuss this matter first. Let me see the imperial edict."

"What's the point of a girl like you reading an imperial edict?"

Lu Shao's father hurriedly snatched the imperial edict from her, looking at her with a look as if he were wary of a thief. He put the edict into his long sleeve and began to persuade his son.

Everyone argued that he should choose a suitable candidate from among his own descendants. But who wouldn't be jealous of the title of Marquis of Chengyang? At this moment, everyone ignored etiquette and crowded into the center to express their opinions.

Lu Mingyang watched helplessly as he was squeezed out of the inner circle by a group of big men.

Whose house is this?

She took a teapot from the hall and threw it directly at the bottom of the stairs. The teapot broke into pieces and exploded. Everyone fell silent and turned around.

Lu Mingyang stood on the steps and said loudly, "There's no food prepared at the Marquis' Mansion today, so I won't keep you uncles and grandfathers here. If you want to talk, please go somewhere else."

Everyone was stunned for a moment before leaving on their own. But the look in their eyes wasn't one of fear or disgust, but rather one of disregard for a little girl like her.

It was as if she was a transparent person, which was a very uncomfortable feeling.

After all, I am a princess, right?

Lu Mingyang was furious, very furious, but he had nowhere to vent his anger, after all, everyone had obediently left.

"Second Grandfather!" Lu Mingyang chased after him and spread out his hands. "Leave the imperial edict here. It was sent to the Chengyang Marquis's Mansion. Second Grandfather can't keep it in his own house!"

Everyone looked at him, and helplessly, he took it out and put it in Lu Mingyang's hand, repeatedly telling him to keep it safe. Lu Mingyang turned around with the imperial edict in hand and saw Zhong Bo kneeling in the porch, facing the void, kowtowed repeatedly, tears streaming down his face.

"My Lord, if your spirit is in heaven, you can rest in peace now."

The broken sound, with a crying tone, resounded through the sky.

At this moment, Lu Mingyang was a little dazed. She thought of her father in Shangyang Village. When her younger brother was born, her father had felt the same way.

My heart felt like it had a big hole in it and was beating with blood.

Lu Mingyang ignored the inexplicable discomfort in his heart and handed the imperial edict to Uncle Zhong, reminding him, "Uncle Zhong, harness the carriage to the residence of Uncle Zhongxin and make my eldest sister happy."

"Yes, yes, yes, the fourth lady is really thoughtful. The Marquis's incense must be continued. Such a big happy event should be informed to the eldest lady immediately."

"Yeah." But what she was thinking was that her elder sister cared so much about their father's reputation, and she would definitely be very happy to know that her father's name as a criminal had been cleared.

But seeing how happy Uncle Zhong was, Lu Mingyang couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the eldest sister would also be happy because she had a younger brother, much happier than when she knew she had a younger sister?

"Go quickly!"

Lu Mingyang turned and left.

Uncle Zhong hurriedly asked, "Fourth Miss, you're not going?"

"I have to go to the palace to try on my wedding dress later."

In the past, Zhongbo would always think about these things for himself.

Three days later, the candidate for Marquis Chengyang's adopted son was finalized: Lu Mingfeng, the second son of Jinyiwei commander Lu Xun.

Lu Mingyang had no idea how or when the agreement was reached. She only found out when she noticed a sudden increase in the number of servants in the mansion.

In the morning, Lu Mingyang and her sister finished practicing the martial arts moves taught by her elder sister at Shuyun Pavilion when they saw a group of unfamiliar people moving things. She stopped one of them and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

Seeing her unusual attire, the maidservant did not dare to neglect her and answered honestly, "I am a servant of the second young master in Commander Lu's mansion."

Only then did Lu Mingyang realize that the stepson chosen for his father was his cousin Lu Xun's son, Lu Mingfeng. But it seemed rather rude to move in before the adoption ceremony had even taken place.

"Go, go and have a look."

Lu Mingyang took his sister to the front yard. Along the way, he saw the plum trees in the garden being pulled out and the couplets in Shu Yunting being removed, and he couldn't contain his anger.

That couplet was written by my third brother Lu Mingze himself.

"Who told you to take it down? Put it back on."

A servant walked out of Shuyun Pavilion and bowed to Lu Mingyang, "My dear Fourth Miss, I am here to renovate Shuyun Pavilion on the orders of the Second Young Master."

On the day he received the imperial edict, he followed Lu Mingfeng to the Marquis' Mansion and met Lu Mingyang.

Lu Mingyang angrily said, "The second young master of the Chengyang Marquisate is my second brother, Lu Mingyuan, who died for his country long ago. Where is this second young master you're talking about?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I spoke out of turn." Although he was respectful, he did not ask his men to stop.

Yang Nian'er looked around and asked curiously, "Where are the people in our house?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar face ran over, looking flustered.

"Fourth Miss, please go and take a look. Uncle Zhong is about to be driven away."

Zhong Bo is the steward of the Marquis' Mansion. It was he who acknowledged his identity in the beginning, and the people in the mansion are obedient. Who dares to drive him away?

Lu Mingyang and Yang Nian'er looked at each other and hurriedly followed the servant who brought the news to the accounting office.

The servants of the Marquis' Mansion were standing outside the accounting office. Lu Mingyang looked at them who were keeping their heads down and silent, straightened his clothes, and walked into the accounting office with his head held high.

A young man in splendid attire sat in a mahogany chair, leaning back leisurely, his hands tapping on the table, his demeanor full of ownership. Uncle Zhong stood beside him, leaning forward, quietly listening to the orders of the man in the chair.

"Since you are an elder in the mansion, I will give you an extra hundred taels of silver so that you can return to your hometown to retire."

Lu Mingfeng waved his hand, and the servant behind him handed Zhong Bo the indenture and one hundred taels of silver.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng!" Zhong Bo reached out to take it, but a hand snatched it away from him first.

"Wait!"

No wonder there was no one in the yard. It turned out that this "brother" who had not yet moved in had already started selling off the old people in the mansion.

Lu Mingyang slammed the indenture and banknotes on the table and said angrily, "Lu Zhong, you are so bold! You dare to make your own decision now, don't you?"

Zhong Bo lowered his head even lower, "Fourth Miss, I am old and want to return to my hometown to retire."

"you……"

He didn't have any relatives in the countryside, and he didn't even have a house. How could he go back and take care of himself in his old age? Lu Mingyang wanted to get angry, but seeing his pitiful look, he couldn't bear to say anything more and turned to look at Lu Mingfeng.

"Brother Feng, you haven't even kowtowed to my father yet, but you're already living in the Marquis' Mansion and giving orders. Isn't that against the rules?"

"It turns out it's Sister Yang who's here."

Lu Mingfeng stood up and saluted, not panicking at all: "Brother is also thinking about my sister getting married in ten days. Time is too tight, so I hurried to move in to help my sister arrange the wedding. After all, she is marrying into the royal family, and it would be bad if she made any mistakes."

Lu Mingyang said calmly, "The candidate to be adopted by my father must be reported to the Imperial Clan Court. Only with His Majesty's approval can it be finalized. Whether there are any flaws in my marriage will be handled by the people in the palace. It would be a shame if Cousin Feng is not worthy enough to kowtow to my father."