Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the dude to take power

"Really? Maybe he was just angry."

"Serves you right. You've spoiled me."

"Okay, okay, I deserve it. I will never do it again."

The two chatted as they walked towards the administrative hall. Outside the hall stood a row of guards with swords. Before Fu Run could say anything, Wen Xingchen recognized Chen Jingting at a glance.

Wen Xingchen walked forward without thinking, but was stopped by Furun.

"Sister Xingchen, can you do me a favor?"

"what?"

"Help me deliver something to Yang Ling."

"what to give?"

"Purse."

Wen Xingchen looked at Chen Jingting not far away, with a slight smile on his face.

"Okay."

Wen Xingchen packed up his things and went over.

Holding a purse in her hand, it's very obvious.

Chen Jingting also caught sight of her as she approached. She was dressed in the attire of a princess, dignified and steady. Her creamy skin and peach-like cheeks complemented each other beautifully, like a spring breeze caressing her face, bringing a touch of shyness. From afar, she was a beautiful sight on the Silk Road, captivating and captivating.

But she didn't come to him, but went to Yang Ling.

After walking to Guard Yang, he deliberately dropped his purse.

Yang Ling bent down to pick it up, and then prepared to hand it to Wen Xingchen, but Wen Xingchen said, "I'll give it to you," and walked straight towards Chen Jingting.

Chen Jingting looked straight ahead with a serious expression.

"Brother Jingting, what's wrong with you? Why don't you even say hello to me when you see me?"

"I am on duty."

"Oh, really? I thought you were jealous because I gave the sachet to someone else, but it turns out you're not."

"..." She looked aggrieved, as if she was not the one who gave the sachet to the foreign man.

"Do you want a sachet? I'll embroider one for you myself later, okay?"

Chen Jingting's eyes shifted slightly to the exquisite sachet in Yang Ling's hand, and he shook his head and said, "The princess's embroidery is good, but I am not worthy of it."

"The embroidery is good, but it wasn't done by me. It was done by Sister Furun herself, but mine probably wouldn't be as good-looking. Do you want it?"

Chen Jingting: ...

Yang Ling: ...

When Yang Ling heard this, he was horrified.

"My Lady, I cannot accept this purse."

"If you don't want it, then give it back to her." Wen Xingchen pointed to where Fu Run was hiding not far away, "She's over there, why don't you go?"

Yang Ling didn't dare to go.

"Please return this to her, my lady."

Wen Xingchen shook his head.

"This princess is busy."

Wen Xingchen said, "Don't throw it away if you don't want it. If someone picks it up, it will damage the princess's reputation."

Clean reputation? Does she still have a clean reputation?

Princess Furun has become lawless since her husband died.

She flirts with unmarried boys all day long, and if she takes a fancy to one, she will capture him and bring him back home to abuse him. Last time, she captured me.

For the sake of her reputation, he offered to marry her, but she refused.

She wanted to be his male favorite.

His Yang family is a prominent family after all, how could he be a male concubine?

Yang Ling looked at the purse in her hand, not knowing whether to throw it away or hold it.

He had no choice but to return it in person.

Wen Xingchen saw him leave and asked Chen Jingting curiously, "Brother Jingting, what did Princess Furun do when she locked him up in the Princess Mansion for seven days?"

Chen Jingting stood, a head taller than Wen Xingchen, and he lowered his brows to look at her with curiosity. Her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her eyes were like stars, and her gaze was charming and captivating.

Especially with that face full of curiosity, it stirred ripples in my heart in a daze.

If Wen Xingchen imprisoned him in his house, how many days could he hold out?

"Didn't the princess...tell you?"

Wen Xingchen did it on purpose, she shook her head with an ignorant look on her face.

"She said they were playing a game. What game can you play for seven days and seven nights?"

Chen Jingting: ...

"Brother Jingting, do you know?"

"I don't know."

Wen Xingchen looked at him, a blush on his handsome face.

Lovely.

Wen Xingchen smiled, his thin lips slightly parted.

"How about we ask Guard Yang when he comes back?"

"..." Chen Jingting saw her smiling face and a hint of thoughtfulness, and realized that she did it on purpose. "Princess, stay away from Princess Furun in the future. Don't let her lead you astray."

Wen Xingchen smiled.

"Bad? What do you mean by bad?" She stepped forward, step by step, getting closer to him, wanting to scare him, but she twisted her foot and twisted to the side. Chen Jingting quickly reached out to straighten her.

The current situation was that he half-hugged her.

"Brother Jingting, how could you take advantage of me? We haven't even gotten married yet?"

Chen Jingting: The wicked are the first to complain.

However, Chen Jingting did not bother with her.

"What does the princess want?"

"You have to let me take it back."

Chen Jingting helped her stand up straight, and Wen Xingchen took the opportunity to grab his hand and gently knead it. Her knuckles were distinct and covered with thin calluses, and each one showed elegance and strength.

"Brother Jingting, your hands are so big."

Chen Jingting, in turn, felt the woman's hand. Her skin was as delicate as porcelain and as soft as silk. Her fingers were as elegant and slender as the orchids and bamboos in ink paintings, and their gentle dance could evoke endless reverie.

Chen Jingting let her hold his hand, their skin touching, feeling indescribably soft.

Chen Jingting let her grab him, trying his best to restrain himself, not daring to look at the princess's eyes, and then changed the subject and asked:

"The Imperial Astronomical Observatory has chosen three auspicious days. The princess will take a look."

Wen Xingchen nodded.

"I have seen it, but it's not good. I am just about to meet with the Emperor's uncle to discuss this matter."

"Why not?"

"It's been too long. We're still more than half a year away from the wedding. Do you know who's in charge of the Imperial Observatory now? I'm going to ask him about how he calculated the auspicious date. He doesn't understand me at all. I want to marry you tomorrow."

Tomorrow? If it really happened tomorrow, not to mention that the emperor was unwilling, even his father would kill him with a knife.

Chen Jingting understood what she meant and thought that the palace would choose the first one.

As the two were chatting, Chen Jingting saw His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin and a palace maid walking not far away.

Before anyone arrived, a voice was heard saying, "Wen Xingchen, why did you punish Aunt Zhang by making her kneel?"

When Wen Xingchen heard the voice, his brows frowned slightly.

"Here comes the annoying guy."

Annoying?

Chen Jingting didn't know whether she was talking about Xiao Sheng or Aunt Zhang behind Xiao Sheng.

Wen Xingchen turned around and saw King Jin walking up to him.

"I have met His Highness King Jin."

Xiao Sheng's gaze paused slightly, resting on their clasped hands.

It's particularly an eyesore.

"Wen Xingchen, if you have any anger, you can vent it on me. Why do you have to punish Aunt Zhang to kneel?"

"I know I saved your sister before you that day, and that made you angry, but it's been so long, why are you still holding on to it?"

"Now, quickly apologize to Aunt Zhang. Once you apologize, I will forgive you."

Wen Xingchen sneered in his heart, who gave you the face?

I used to be like this. Whenever he showed the slightest sign of anger, I would try my best to coax him.

It’s really funny when I think about it now.

"Your Highness Prince Jin, haven't you noticed? She has never greeted me with greetings?"

"..."

Aunt Zhang quickly bowed and greeted.

"Your servant greets Princess Huayang." Then she stood up again.

Wen Xingchen said expressionlessly, "Did this princess ask you to get up?"

Xiao Sheng thought she was making a big deal out of nothing.

"Xingchen, Aunt Zhang is my mother's person, how can you be so harsh?"

When Aunt Zhang saw Xiao Sheng standing beside her and scolding the princess, she became bolder.

"My Lady, I know you're trying to attract the attention of His Highness the Prince of Jin, but now that you've been granted a marriage, you should avoid suspicion. Don't pester His Highness the Prince of Jin like you did before. It's against the rules."

When His Royal Highness Prince Jin heard Aunt Zhang say this, he smiled and looked at Chen Jingting provocatively.

However, before Chen Jingting could explain a few words, Wen Xingchen slapped him in the face.

She didn't hit Aunt Zhang, but His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin.