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

Qiao Yanfeng crossed his arms over his chest, glanced at Princess Luo Jia, and snorted softly, "Hmph, just ask yourself, who in this world would be willing to marry someone like you who lacks all the gentleness of a woman?"

Princess Luojia heard this and replied with a hint of sarcasm, "Who would be happy with a dandy boy who spends his days idle and uneducated? Of all your qualities, your title of Crown Prince is the only thing that can be considered a shining point."

"If you weren't a princess, you wouldn't even be able to find a true friend."

"Since you despise me so much, why did you accompany this princess to Tianfu Temple?"

"I am simply fulfilling my duty to protect my sister-in-law since my brother was unable to come in person."

"With your half-baked martial arts skills, you still want to protect others? The most ordinary guards in the princess's mansion can beat you down."

"The Emperor's wife is a distinguished guest whom I personally invited to the palace, so I should personally protect her. Besides, the Emperor has no relationship with you, so when did he become your brother? Don't try to claim kinship with me."

Seeing the argument between the two escalating and nearly getting out of control, Meng Tingyue hurried forward, gently took Princess Luojia's sleeve, and gently persuaded her, "Alright, alright, didn't you say you would accompany me to ask for the amulet? Let's go quickly."

At the same time, the Prime Minister's second son also grabbed Qiao Tingfeng's arm and said with a smile: "Prince, Prince, let's stop here."

The Prime Minister's second son lowered his voice, "You are well aware of Princess Luojia's temper. As a woman, you should be more tolerant of her. After all, she is younger than you."

Although Qiao Tingfeng was unwilling, he compromised a bit in his words: "I have given in many times, but she insisted on coming forward to provoke a quarrel."

Seeing this, someone nearby asked tentatively, "Sir, are you really not going to ask for a fortune stick?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Tingfeng lowered his eyes and stared quietly at the slips in the bucket.

On the other side, Meng Tingyue gently took Princess Luojia's hand and came to the monk to ask for a peace talisman.

They each engraved their most sincere wish on a small wooden plaque, and then hung the plaque on the tree branch together, hoping that what they wished for would come true.

After finishing this, the two men turned back to the monk and took two amulets.

Princess Luojia looked at the amulet in Meng Tingyue's hand with a mischievous look, "If my brother knew that my sister-in-law had specially prayed for him to have a amulet, he would definitely be very happy."

Meng Tingyue curved her lips, remaining noncommittal. She turned her gaze to the side, her eyes gently brushing over the amulet tightly clasped in her hand. "Who did the princess pray for?"

"I prayed for myself." Princess Luo Jia smiled playfully and carefully put the amulet in her hand into her exquisite purse. "May it protect me forever."

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue was slightly stunned.

She then remembered that Princess Luojia's situation was very similar to hers. She also lost her mother when she was young and was raised by her stepmother.

Princess Luojia was raised by the Queen since she was young, and grew up together with the Crown Prince and Prince Qing.

As the only princess, the emperor and empress naturally treated her well, at least they were much happier than her.

But why would such a high-ranking and well-off princess come to Tianfu Temple just to ask for a talisman for herself?

Princess Luo Jia seemed unaware of the emotions in her eyes. She continued to smile as brightly as spring and gently took her arm. "I heard there's a pond in Tianfu Temple with a lot of fish. It's still early, so let's go take a look."

Meng Tingyue was holding her arm and walking towards the pond.

Beside the path leading to the pond stands a towering ancient tree with lush branches and leaves, like a green canopy covering half of the sky.

Red ropes and small wooden signs are densely wrapped around the trunks and branches, swaying gently in the wind.

"boom--"

"Hiss—who is it, throwing things around?"

Princess Luo Jia let out a soft cry and raised her hand to touch her forehead which was hit by an unknown object, and a dull pain came.

She frowned slightly and looked at a wooden sign with a red rope hanging on it lying at her feet. She slowly squatted down and gently picked it up.

Before I could see the words clearly, I heard several familiar voices coming from the wind.

"Is it hung up?"

"I don't know. Let's look around. Maybe one of them is not hanging firmly and has fallen to the ground."

Before she finished speaking, Princess Luo Jia's heart tightened. In panic, she hurriedly hid her hands at her sides. Her sleeves inadvertently slipped down, covering her hands and the small wooden sign in her hand.

Several young men came over from the other side of the ancient tree.

When the Prime Minister's second son saw the two of them, he stepped forward and asked, "I wonder if the Crown Princess and the Princess saw the wooden sign hanging with a red string fall?"

Meng Tingyue was about to answer, but Princess Luo Jia, standing beside her, beat her to the punch. Her words were tinged with a hint of unintentional irritation: "What brand is this? How can you just throw things around like that?"

The Prime Minister's second son quickly waved his hand to clarify, "Princess, you misunderstood. It wasn't thrown away casually. It was actually Prince Qiao's marriage card. He got carried away and threw it a little high. Now he's worried about whether the card has been hung on the branch as he wished."

Princess Luojia heard this and unconsciously tightened her delicate hands in her sleeves, but remained expressionless as she gently shook her head, "I haven't seen it before."

At the same time, several other young masters from aristocratic families also returned one after another.

"Didn't see it."

"It should have been hung up."

Qiao Yanfeng walked over leisurely with a smug smile on his face.

"I told you that my throwing skills are superb, and that the sign will definitely be firmly hung on the treetop. You guys didn't believe me and insisted on looking for it. When you go back, don't forget that each of you must treat me to a delicious meal as an apology."

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other and smiled bitterly, but they had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Qiao Yanfeng was secretly delighted. He had received several more invitations to delicious meals for no reason. His face was even more smiling. He turned his gaze to Meng Tingyue and invited her sincerely, "If you have time, sister-in-law, you may as well come with us. It's their treat anyway."

After saying this, he turned his gaze to Princess Luojia again, "Everyone who sees it has a share. If Your Highness is willing, you can also come along."

Princess Luo Jia tilted her head slightly, a proud arc appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she snorted coldly: "Humph, I don't care."

"Sister-in-law, let's go. The pond is just ahead."

Princess Luojia took Meng Tingyue's hand and was about to leave past them.

"You want to go fish watching? Okay, let's go ask the monks in the temple and see if we can get some fish food to feed them." Qiao Yanfeng suggested with interest on his face.

Princess Luojia glanced at him, said nothing, and pulled Meng Tingyue away.

Upon seeing this, several young men smiled at each other and then went together to look for the monks.

On the other side, Princess Luo Jia and Meng Tingyue had arrived at the pond.

It was already noon, but there were still few pilgrims by the pond.

The princess gently pulled Meng Tingyue to the side and lowered her voice to a whisper, "Sister-in-law, Luo Jia wants to ask you for a favor. Please don't tell them about this brand."