The Eldest Daughter Reborn: She Provoked the Obsessive Crown Prince and Couldn't Escape

Yuan Lu's appearance was outstanding, even among the princes; otherwise, Fu Luan wouldn't have fallen for him in her previous life.

Having lived through a lifetime, Fu Luan now knows: the whiter his face, the blacker his heart.

"Your Highness is too kind. I would never presume to be called 'wife'."

"You are the Emperor's beloved son. If the Emperor feels that you are worthy of the important task of Crown Prince, he will naturally reinstate you to your position."

"How could this 'abandoned wife' and 'mud' possibly persuade me? Alright... the meeting is about to begin;"

"This humble woman advises Your Highness to be careful with your words and actions; His Majesty attaches great importance to today's horse racing event."

"Please don't do anything foolish that would embarrass Great Wei and displease the Emperor."

"Oh, by the way, Zhengzheng missed you a lot after she went home. I imagine you took good care of her after I left the Crown Prince's Palace..."

“Very good.” Fu Luan smiled.

Although Fu Luan wore a smile and spoke gently, her words were clearly laced with barbs.

More and more people entered, and some began to look in their direction.

If it were an ordinary man, being openly mocked and ridiculed like this by his ex-wife in public would have made him realize how embarrassing he was, and his face would have turned red and white in turns.

But Yuanlu was naturally thick-skinned. Seeing Fuluan lift the zither, he laughed even more shamelessly:

"That slut can't compare to you! You're my wife. Those few days, to avenge you... hehe..."

Yuan Lu whispered something in Fu Luan's ear. Fu Luan wanted to push him away, but he said some things she didn't know before.

"I knew it, that bitch didn't tell the whole truth... Sure enough!" Fu Luan thought to herself.

She first glanced at Yuan Lu, then looked him up and down, and sneered, "Your Highness's taste in clothing has deteriorated quite a bit since you left me!"

"What, have you gotten involved with some little hussy from the East Palace now? Ah, I forgot... the Prince moved out of the East Palace a few days ago."

Yuan Lu sighed, "It's all because of that incident last time! The puppets used in that witchcraft;

"It must have been that vile woman Fu Zhengzheng who put it there, to drive a wedge between us as husband and wife!"

"But Father Emperor said, 'Fu is the Crown Princess's sister. With the Crown Princess vouching for her, she would never do such a disgraceful thing.'"

"In the end, the palace servants of my Chuyuan Palace were either given death or exiled."

"She's perfectly fine, and you even took her home, wife, to continue being a noble lady!"

"Now that I'm at the Prince's residence, aren't all the maids newly selected? How can they compare to the palace maids of the Crown Prince's Palace?"

"Wife... If A-Luan doesn't like it, just tell me what's wrong with it, and I'll change it."

“Well…” Fu Luan’s gaze fell on his shoes, “The others are alright. But the shoes on Your Highness’s feet are incredibly ugly and outdated in style.”

"It is neither appropriate for your clothes today nor worthy of your noble status as a prince."

"Well... these are riding boots for riding horses, you'll need them for the horse race later."

"If I take them off, how can I ride a horse?" Yuan Lu looked down at his shoes, feeling troubled.

"Hmph, he said he liked me, but then he said, 'If A-Luan doesn't like me... I'll just replace her.'"

"It turns out it was all just talk, a way to deceive women!"

"Your Highness should save those sour words for wooing the young ladies in your palace!" Fu Luan feigned anger.

If Yuan Lu looked more closely, he would have noticed that Fu Luan was also wearing riding boots today.

In Yuan Lu's memory, he had never seen Fu Luan ride a horse, so how could he have imagined Fu Luan's plan?

"Don't be angry, Ah Luan, I'll go change it." Yuan Lu sighed again and was about to leave.

"Where is Your Highness headed?" Fu Luan asked slowly from behind him, taking a small sip of tea.

"Of course I'm going to change my shoes." Yuan Lu couldn't fathom his beautiful ex-wife's thoughts, so he could only answer honestly.

"I suppose we've grown distant these past few days apart; even something as trivial as changing shoes, Your Highness avoids me." Fu Luan took out a handkerchief and dabbed at the corner of her eye, pretending to wipe away tears.

"Huh? Ah Luan means I should change here?"

"Ah? No, this... Changing shoes in public, isn't that inappropriate? The envoy from the Western Regions is watching nearby!"

“If they see this, wouldn’t they laugh at our Great Wei…” Yuan Lu explained patiently.

If it were when he was still in the Eastern Palace, he wouldn't have had this kind of patience for Fu Luan;

But Fu Luan is now his "persistent pursuit" and his "unfulfilled desire," so how could he not pay more attention to him?

After all, whether he can return to the Eastern Palace depends entirely on Fu Luan's words.

Moreover... in terms of appearance and background, Fu Luan is a hundred times better than that slut Fu Zhengzheng.

How could he have been so blind, falling for that slut's spell? Ah...

It was that one word, "Brother Yuanlu," and her captivating allure in bed...

She was willing to comply with any request or posture, no matter how lewd, something Fu Luan could never do...

"What if I just want to watch you change here?" Fu Luan had no idea what Yuan Lu was thinking.

She raised an eyebrow again, looking at her former husband with amusement.

Fu Luan's soft voice seemed to take him back to the time when the two of them had just met...

Yuan Lu was already drunk before he had even drunk any wine...

He looked around to make sure no one was looking his way, then steeled himself and had his attendants help him change his shoes.

"But Your Highness, we're going to have a horse race later. How can we ride a horse without our boots?"

"When riding a horse, you must never take off your riding boots! My lady, I beg you!"

"Please, have mercy! Stop making fun of my prince!" the attendant said, sounding troubled.

He glanced at Fu Luan, then at his own lord, knowing he couldn't afford to offend either side.

"Yes... Even if your master loses the title of Crown Prince, he is still the noble and precious Prince of Youbeiping."

"How could you possibly condescend to please a lowly commoner like me? Oh well, I guess I'm just not lucky enough to do so."

"In that case... please do as you please, Your Highness!" After saying this, Fu Luan turned around and chatted with Hua Luo, ignoring Yuan Lu and his servant.

Seeing that Fu Luan was really ignoring him, Yuan Lu slapped the attendant twice, "Foolish thing, what 'Fu family aunt'?"

"Look here, this is your princess! If the princess says to change your shoes, then we have to change our shoes! Hurry up and help!"

"Why don't you just change into riding boots for the race? You're just standing there talking nonsense!"

Finally, with the help of his attendants, Yuan Lu publicly exchanged his riding boots for luxurious shoes made of gold thread and jade.

Upon seeing this, Fu Luan reluctantly offered him a couple of compliments.

"Your Highness, how have you been?" Not far away, a nobleman from some unknown family greeted Yuan Lu.

"Wife, I... I'll go now, see you in a bit!" Yuan Lu stammered.

“Yes, we’ll meet on horseback later.” Fu Luan said with a half-smile.

Yuan Lu failed to grasp the hidden meaning in Fu Luan's words, assuming that she still had feelings for him, and left happily.

Fu Luan's smile vanished abruptly, and she glared at his retreating figure through gritted teeth. "Hmph, you idiot. You'll get what's coming to you later!"

The horse racing competition began shortly afterward. However, Fu Luan was currently showing little interest—