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

Fu Luan watched coldly, realizing that Yuan Lu had truly never changed.

From the very first time he approached Fu Luan, he used her as a stepping stone to scheme for the position of Crown Prince.

Thanks to the guidance of a "wise man," this good-for-nothing hid beneath his "gentlemanly and refined" exterior, deceiving her for a lifetime...

Fu Luan smiled and said, "What do you think? Doesn't Your Highness know the answer in your heart?"

Why humiliate yourself? Don't forget, we are divorced and no longer husband and wife.

"but……"

"'But' what?" Yuan Luye asked lazily, glancing sideways at her.

"If you could plead with the Emperor on behalf of the Ninth Prince, and have him issue an edict to grant me and the Ninth Prince a marriage;

"This Flying Horse of Gansu... I'll give it to Your Highness, how about it?"

Fu Luan smiled again, as if Yuan Lu's question had never happened.

Upon hearing this, not only Yuanlu and Hualuo were shocked;

Even someone as intelligent as Fu Ling remained rooted to the spot!

"Are you kidding me? You want me to plead with the Emperor for the position of Crown Prince for your mistress?"

"Then why don't I pray for myself? What nonsense!"

"I'm not going!" Yuan Lu lay back down, pulled the blanket up, turned over, and faced away from Fu Luan.

It would be better if Yuan Jiu wasn't mentioned; how could Yuan Lu not get angry once he was brought up?

On the day of the horse race, when Fu Luan applied medicine to him, he was unaware that Fu Luan had saved Yuan Jiu.

Of course, this matter wasn't exactly a secret to begin with;

When this matter reached his ears through various channels, it was precisely when the bone-corroding powder was taking effect.

He was in unbearable pain in his legs and felt resentful, but his legs were so bad that he couldn't even stand up.

They can only vent their anger on whatever is nearby, smashing whatever they see.

The servants who served him closely changed wave after wave, but only a newly arrived maid was able to soothe his anger.

As for how she privately "soothed" the situation, outsiders have no way of knowing...

In short, he not only lost his stunningly beautiful wife and the position of crown prince;

Even his name was changed by his own father to the "lu" in "luluwuwei" (meaning "mediocre" or "unambitious");

Yuan Jiu, the lowly woman born to a palace wine-brewing slave, not only did not die in prison;

He was even rescued by Fu Luan in a grand manner! And he was even granted the title of Prince, just like him!

He had known Fu Luan for a long time and had even been husband and wife with her, yet he didn't know that Fu Luan could ride a horse!

He must have learned it on the spot to save that bitch!

Whenever he thought of this, he wished he could tear Fu Luan to pieces.

But when he thought that he still needed Fu Luan to return to the Eastern Palace, he endured it again and again, and even humbled himself in front of her.

After all, for him, Fu Luan's very existence was a temptation...

After his right leg was damaged, he could only stay with the maids in his own royal palace all day long.

Pick some handsome young men and let him satisfy his lust.

But how could these maids compare to Fu Luan? They weren't even as good as one of her toes!

Then, thinking that Yuan Jiu not only might have touched Fu Luan's body, but also married a princess from the Western Regions, it was a double blessing.

Yuan Lu was furious!

The way he's acting all sulky right now makes it seem like he still considers himself Fu Luan's husband!

Before their divorce, Yuanlu and Fulu often quarreled, and this was always the case.

Anyone who didn't know the situation would think that the two of them were still husband and wife when they saw this scene.

“Brother Yuanlu…” Fu Luan laughed instead of getting angry, and shook the good-for-nothing’s arm through the quilt.

"Stop bothering me!" Yuan Lu wrapped the thin blanket around himself even tighter.

Fu Luan had anticipated his reaction; she knew his true worth better than his father, the emperor.

She patiently explained, "Does Your Highness remember the matter of Consort Li of Emperor Jing of Han that I told you about?"

Although Yuan Lu did not turn around, he still nodded hesitantly.

Fu Luan knew that anything even remotely related to books;

It has to be broken down, crumbled, and fed into this clueless fool's mouth before he can understand;

Then he laughed and said, "Isn't that it? It doesn't really mean you have to hand over the position of Crown Prince to the Ninth Prince."

"Your suggestion will surely anger the Emperor, and when he is angry, you will kneel down."

"Quickly explain to the Emperor, 'It was all my Ninth Prince who told me to say that!'"

"Do you think the Ninth Prince will have a good ending?"

Yuan Lu then stood up and asked, "But... Consort Li did not become empress in the end;

“But the minister who pretended to submit a memorial proposing that Consort Li be made empress was executed on the spot by Emperor Jing.”

"If I go, will I even come back alive? No way!"

Fu Luan poked his temple hard, "If I said you were stupid, you wouldn't be smart!"

"You said he was a minister, so what are you? You are a prince, a royal prince, the emperor's own son!"

"Who else could he kill but you? Would he be willing to do that? Not only would he not be willing; "

They will also think you are 'brotherly and respectful,' selfless, and considerate of your younger brother.

"Compared to the Ninth Prince, who makes mistakes repeatedly, doesn't your chances of becoming the Crown Prince much higher?"

Yuan Lu thought for a moment, then hesitated again and said, "That's not right! Since you're targeting Xiao Jiu like this;

"Why did you rescue him at the horse racing event last month? And what about that thing on your neck..."

"Which lover did this?"

"Hmph, at least they have some brains..." Fu Luan thought to herself with sarcasm.

"If the Ninth Prince dies in prison, who do you think the Emperor will suspect first?" Fu Luan sneered.

Yuan Lu muttered, "So what if he's dead! It's better that he's dead!"

"To die in the prison of the Ministry of Justice, of course the Minister of Justice is suspected..."

He met Fu Luan's beautiful big eyes, his gaze flickered, and he ultimately looked away.

With just this one evasion, Fu Luan concluded that Yuan Jiu's death in his previous life was inextricably linked to Yuan Lu!

"Hmph, Your Highness is truly magnanimous! Do you really think your plan is flawless?"

"Those people you bribed..." Before Fu Luan could finish speaking, Yuan Lu quickly covered her mouth.

"Oh my great-grandmother! Why did you have to say that?"

"What if someone overhears us?" Yuan Lu was terrified, even though he wasn't wearing any clothes.

Fu Luan seized the opportunity and bit his hand hard.

Yuan Lu winced in pain and immediately released her. This time, he managed to hold back and didn't scream.

Fu Luan sneered again, "Oh dear, Your Highness is afraid?"

"If you're scared, then hurry up and do as I say! Stop asking about things that have nothing to do with you!"

"I..." Yuan Lu calmed down and wanted to say a few words in his defense;

But when I think about how guilty I looked just now;

This is tantamount to admitting that he had "bribed the jailer to kill Yuan Jiu and then arranged for him to commit suicide out of fear of punishment."

The jailer took a lot of money from him! In the end, not only did he not get the job done, but he also ran off with the money! He couldn't even find an opportunity to silence him!

When one thinks of Yuan Jiu, one cannot help but think of some of his concubines.

The thought of those "brothers-in-law" who were once concubines in the Eastern Palace crawling around in prison like prostitutes, begging for his favor, just to protect themselves;

Yuan Lu's body inevitably reacted...

"Tsk tsk, Ninth Brother...you have no idea how many times you've been a living turtle, do you?" Yuan Lu thought to himself.

The thought that he had also slept with Yuan Jiu's concubine gave him a distorted sense of satisfaction.

The red mark on Fu Luan's neck didn't seem so unsightly anymore.

But he knew now was not the time to think about that...