Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Mistress's Guide to Seduction - A Master's Handbook

"Watch out!" the emperor blurted out, dodging to the side as the head eunuch beside him stood with his arms outstretched in front of him.

"Your Highness, be careful." Xie Qingyu noticed something was wrong at the same time, turned around and bumped into Prince Shen's side, knocking him to the side.

Thanks to Xie Qingyu's strong thrust, the arrow grazed Shen Wang's shoulder and lodged in the support of the tent behind him.

A stir ran through the crowd, but fortunately, there was no major chaos in front of the Emperor.

"Quickly summon the imperial physician!" The emperor snapped out of his daze and looked at Prince Shen's bleeding wound, his worry genuine.

Chaos erupted at the hunting grounds, but fortunately, King Shen only suffered minor abrasions, which were easily treated with simple bandaging.

At this moment, the archer also arrived. He had been riding his horse with great joy, thinking he had caught prey. But when he saw the scene before him, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately dismounted to apologize.

Blame is inevitable, but it won't be too severe.

Prince Gong's youngest son, Dingkun, is currently at a lively and active age. Young people are unpredictable, so it's not good to punish them too harshly.

However, he was punished by being barred from participating in the spring hunt and by being sent back to guard the barracks outside the city for three years.

This punishment is hardly severe.

“Dingkun didn’t do it on purpose. Let him practice properly so he can fight on the battlefield.” Prince Shen agreed with the Emperor’s punishment.

Dingkun is Prince Gong's only legitimate son, and Prince Gong is currently the only surviving prince. No matter what, the Emperor would not easily harm Prince Gong's lineage.

"That's exactly what I meant." The Emperor was also very pleased with Prince Shen's understanding. It was fortunate that Prince Shen wasn't really hurt, otherwise it would have been a matter of life and death. But for now, all he could say was, "I'm sorry to have wronged you."

The Emperor's gaze shifted to Xie Qingyu beside him, where he saw her looking at the blood that Prince Shen had just shed with concern in her eyes.

"Well done!"

The Emperor had witnessed Xie Qingyu's reckless charge towards Prince Shen.

"I just asked you what reward you wanted. Since you haven't said yet, I'll just decide right away. I'll bestow upon you the title of Princess Consort Shen. What do you think?"

Although the Emperor was speaking to Xie Qingyu, his gaze was actually on Prince Shen. Seeing the joyful expression on his face, the Emperor felt a slight sense of relief.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Prince Shen's voice of gratitude even preceded Xie Qingyu's.

However, after he finished speaking, King Shen looked troubled.

"Is there anything else you're not satisfied with?" the emperor asked immediately upon seeing his expression.

“It’s not that I’m dissatisfied, it’s just that Qingyu’s status is too low, and she can’t marry out of Prince Shen’s residence…” Prince Shen said, glancing at the Emperor. Seeing the Emperor nod unconsciously, he continued, “I was thinking, could we have Princess Zhaohe adopt Qingyu as her goddaughter and have her marry out of the Princess’s residence…”

Princess Showa was the daughter of the Grand Princess, and she lived alone after her husband's death.

Prince Shen's request is not unreasonable. The status of the princess's adopted daughter is not high compared to that of the princess consort, but it is sufficient.

"Then so be it," the Emperor readily agreed.

Seeing Prince Shen so happy, the Emperor was relieved.

"In that case, don't move around for the next couple of days. Take good care of yourself. If you want to eat any kind of prey, just have...have her hunt it for you."

Their conversation wasn't quiet, and no one expected that they would decide to make this woman the Princess Consort of Shen in just a few words.

No one interrupted, as the position of Princess Shen was not a good one.

This is even worse than when Prince Shen was unconscious during the wedding ceremony to bring good luck.

But it's impossible for him to stoop so low as to marry a maid as his principal wife.

Many people thought this way, but no one said it out loud. The current King Shen is different from before. It's not worth arguing about such things. Just choose the one he likes.

Anyway, I'm willing but unable to do anything about it.

After saying a few polite words to Prince Shen, the Emperor left with his entourage.

The jackpot has been decided, and now everyone, young and old, is taking part.

The remaining members of the Shenwang and Xie Qingyu group returned to their tents.

As soon as Xie Qingyu entered the tent, she let go of Shen Wang's hand and sat down on the couch next to him without even glancing at him.

King Shen glanced outside and saw that the tent flap had been lowered.

"I was wrong," King Shen admitted first.

Xie Qingyu didn't even lift her eyelids, not even glancing in his direction.

Prince Shen walked to her side, placed his hands on her shoulders, and knelt down on one knee, looking up at Xie Qingyu, forcing her to look at him.

"I was wrong this time. I shouldn't have put myself in such danger." Prince Shen was initially a little nervous when he noticed Xie Qingyu's unusual mood.

He then immediately realized that her anger stemmed from his injury.

To be honest, when King Shen realized this, he was extremely happy, and even smiled.

She just didn't dare let Xie Qingyu find out.

"Didn't you say you had everything arranged and there was no danger at all?" Xie Qingyu's worry seemed genuine, and even now, with a hint of questioning, it was still heartwarming.

Prince Shen did not speak, but simply looked at Xie Qingyu.

"You..." Xie Qingyu suddenly recalled Shen Wang's original words: 'I won't let you get hurt.'

So he was the one who got hurt.

"Without bloodshed, how could His Majesty feel guilty and agree so readily?" Prince Shen's gaze softened as he looked at Xie Qingyu.

"then you......"

"Hiss..." Shen Wang's cry of pain interrupted Xie Qingyu's next words.

Seeing Xie Qingyu's still unhappy face but worried eyes, Prince Shen felt his heart soften.

Xie Qingyu could easily tell that he was faking it; she was just falling for his act.

“Dingkun’s archery skills really need some practice, it really hurts.” Prince Shen reached out and covered his shoulder, then stood up and sat down next to Xie Qingyu, leaning on her shoulder.

"It's good that you know it hurts. I think we should sprinkle some salt on it every day, and see if you dare to disregard your health again next time," Xie Qingyu said fiercely.

It has to be said that Xie Qingyu has now completely mastered the method of dealing with Prince Shen.

Upon hearing this, Prince Shen chuckled softly, almost burying his face in her arms. "Alright, as long as it's you, you can do it yourself."

Xie Qingyu waited for him upon hearing this, but instead received an even more smug smile from him.

“Whisper, I mean what I say,” King Shen said suddenly after a moment of laughter.

"Hmm." When she presented the winning ticket to the Emperor and heard his words, she already knew that this whole scheme was to give him a legitimate identity.

She said she wanted the position of Princess Shen, so he tried to find a way to get it.

“I mean what I say, and that’s not all.” Prince Shen straightened up and looked at Xie Qingyu.

"Hmm?" Xie Qingyu looked at him with some confusion.

But he changed the subject, "Do you know Princess Showa?"