Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Qinglan nodded, "I've tested it, it's not poisonous. If you don't believe me, I'll test it again."

After saying that, Qinglan took out a silver needle and put it into the medicine juice.

After taking it out, he showed it to Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue took a look and then looked away.

"Leave some for the doctor outside the palace to examine. Pour out the rest, and send someone to find the dregs from the decoction and send them over."

Qinglan was puzzled, but still obeyed the order. After giving the order, she came back and asked, "Miss, are you worried that it's poisoned?"

"Some poisons cannot be detected with a silver needle."

"Ever since my mother passed away when I was six, I've been grief-stricken and developed a high fever. Since then, I've been sick and weak. I've been taking a bowl of medicine a day, but there's been no improvement. As soon as I stop taking the medicine, I feel unwell. This isn't a disease I was born with, yet I've been taking medicine for ten years and still haven't recovered."

"After much thought, the only possibility is poisoning."

Qinglan is one of the only three people she can trust in the mansion, and she cannot hide what she will do in the future from Qinglan and the others.

She just took her own pulse and found out that the reason she couldn't get better was because of poisoning. The specific poison needed to be investigated in detail.

Moreover, the fact that she suddenly became a doctor was too mysterious, so she couldn't tell Qinglan and the others for the time being, as it would scare them.

Qinglan thought about it and felt that it made sense. She was a little shocked. "Who do you suspect poisoned me?"

Meng Tingyue shook her head. She suspected Jiang Qingrou was responsible, but she had no evidence yet. "Let's take it to the doctor first."

Qinglan nodded and left with the medicine.

When I came back, I had nothing in my hands.

Meng Tingyue: "What time is it now?"

She remembered that the prince came at one o'clock.

"Miss, it's already the third quarter of the lunar month." Qingdian walked into the room holding a piece of clothing in both hands.

The prince will arrive in two quarters of an hour.

Meng Tingyue glanced sideways while thinking, and her gaze paused on Qingdian, as if she was touched and felt guilty, before falling on the clothes in her hand.

"Did you buy clothes in advance?"

Qingdian nodded, "But this dress is a ready-made one in the shop, not custom-made. I can only ask you to make do with it for now. I'll bring it back to you in two days when the new dress is ready."

Hearing the hint of guilt in Qingdian's tone, Meng Tingyue felt almost overwhelmed by the guilt in her heart.

In her previous life, it was because of her stupidity that Qinglan and Qingdian died tragically. In this life, she will definitely protect them and make sure they have a worry-free second half of their lives.

In the remaining quarter of an hour, Qinglan and Qingdian, at Meng Tingyue's urging, quickly and exquisitely dressed Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue looked at the face of the person in the bronze mirror.

Her pupils are as clear as water, her eyebrows are sparse and her face is as delicate as peach blossoms.

Her eyes are naturally slightly raised, and her lips are slowly curled up, which makes her look charming but not vulgar, and she looks much less sickly.

The lilac-colored cloud goose satin long dress she was wearing was very suitable for her makeup today.

Qinglan was holding his face and laughing foolishly, unable to take his eyes off Meng Tingyue's face, "Hehe, the girl is really pretty."

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue's eyebrows relaxed and she smiled, "The indigo makeup technique has become more and more advanced. I almost couldn't recognize myself."

Qingdian pursed her lips, her eyes unable to conceal her joy, "Miss, you are too kind."

At this time, news of the prince's arrival also came.

Meng Tingyue followed the maid who delivered the message, passed through the moon-shaped gate and the small garden planted with crape myrtles, walked through the winding corridor, and came to the front hall.

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lobby.

Madam Meng and Lord Meng both looked respectful and attentively catered to the man sitting in the upper seat.

Shen Yunheng has a handsome face, sharp features, and eyes as deep and cold as a cold pond.

His fingertips tapped carelessly on the sandalwood table, each tap being unhurried. Although he said nothing, the dignity and majesty he inadvertently exuded brought invisible oppression to Lord Meng and Madam Meng.

Madam Meng lived in the back house. The last time she saw the prince was five years ago. At that time, the prince was still young and his aura was not so intimidating.

Lord Meng had been through a lot in officialdom, and had dealt with the prince only a few times. He had seen the prince get angry many times, but it was rare for him to see a prince as calm as this one.

Although he was frightened inside, he couldn't help but straighten up when he thought that the person in front of him was his future son-in-law.

"Someone, go and urge the young lady."

Lord Meng gave instructions to the outsiders, and after he finished speaking, he carefully observed Shen Yunheng's expression.

"The eldest lady is here, the eldest lady is here." The servant outside announced.

Shen Yunheng raised his eyes nonchalantly and glanced outside. When his gaze fell on the purple, his eyes darkened and then returned to normal.

Meng Tingyue was thinking about how to cooperate with the prince all the way.

According to the memories of his previous life, the prince did not care whether the princess was a human or a ghost. Otherwise, if the bride swap was exposed on the wedding day, the prince would have ordered someone to exchange the bride back.

No matter how courageous Meng Qingjiao and Jiang Qingrou were, they would not dare to be so bold without her father's secret approval.

Even if Meng Qingjiao came back, if her father insisted on changing her, Meng Qingjiao's resistance might not be of any use, so she had to prepare a backup plan.

"Tingyue is here. This is the prince. Come quickly and meet him."

Mrs. Meng seemed to have found a life-saving straw, her eyes lit up slightly, and she stepped forward to bring Meng Tingyue in front of Shen Yunheng.

Meng Tingyue avoided her hand without leaving a trace and bowed politely, "Tingyue greets the Crown Prince."

She still felt emotional when she saw the prince again in her next life.

This was her former great uncle.

Although we have only met a few times, it is really... exciting to transform from my uncle to my future husband in an instant.

While Shen Yunheng was observing Meng Tingyue, Meng Tingyue was also observing him openly.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Shen Yunheng's expression revealed a hint of fierceness.

"The Crown Prince defends his country with unparalleled bravery, a hero revered by the people. He also cares deeply about the people at home, spreading his benevolence and virtue, a beacon in their hearts. Although Tingyue is a woman, she simply knows how to repay the favor and has only admiration for the Crown Prince. How could she be afraid of him?"

Meng Tingyue looked at Shen Yunheng fearlessly and clearly, and all the admiration in her eyes was taken in by Shen Yunheng.

Shen Yunheng's voice was slightly sharp, and his eyes were slightly fixed. "You have sharp teeth and sharp tongue."

"Every word Tingyue said is true."

What Meng Tingyue said was indeed true.

Admiration is real.

Fearlessness is also real.

Although the prince has a ferocious look and aura, everything he does is good, good things for the country and the people.

Unlike some people, who look innocent on the surface but are actually cruel and ruthless and will do anything to achieve their goals.

"The second girl is here."

"Qingjiao greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

A fresh and light floral scent wafted from Meng Tingyue's side, and a glimpse of moonlight caught her eye. Meng Qingjiao's voice rang in her ears, trembling slightly.

She glanced sideways and saw Meng Qingjiao's lips tightly pursed and the handkerchief in her hand tightly clenched.

Is Meng Qingjiao afraid of the prince?

Meng Tingyue seemed to have discovered something interesting.

Meng Qingjiao's makeup and dress were the same as in her previous life, even her fear was the same as in her previous life.

The difference is that this time, after meeting the prince, Meng Qingjiao hid behind Madam Meng with her head almost hanging to the ground.

Mrs. Meng secretly pulled Meng Qingjiao several times.

Meng Qingjiao broke free from Mrs. Meng's hand and stepped back with great resistance.

She would never have anything to do with this short-lived prince in her life. She was going to be the future queen and couldn't waste her time on a short-lived guy.

Lord Meng glared at her secretly, as if he was disappointed in her.

Meng Tingyue watched the fun secretly, and a bad idea came to her mind. She looked up at Shen Yunheng with a smile, "Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince free later?"

Shen Yunheng nodded slightly in response.

Meng Tingyue took the initiative to invite, "I heard that the peach blossoms in the peach forest outside the city are in full bloom. Your Highness, would you be willing to accompany Tingyue to the peach forest outside the city to appreciate the peaches? It's just right that sister Jiaojiao can go with us."

"Sister Jiaojiao told me a few days ago that the peach blossoms are in full bloom and are at their most beautiful. I wanted to pick two beautiful ones to make into sachets. Today is the perfect time to pick them."

Shen Yunheng hadn't agreed yet, but Meng Qingjiao's eyes tightened when she heard this.

She cursed in her heart: This idiot, she just said that she didn't want to exchange marriages, and this idiot still took her with him. She wouldn't go, she wanted to find the fifth prince, she wanted to become the fifth prince's consort, and become the queen.