The eldest daughter's scheming, the crown prince's exclusive favor to the venomous concubi

Before Bai Jianan could make a move after Jian Yue finished speaking, she felt uneasy. She turned her back to Bai Jianan and silently began to serve the food in the two bowls.

Bai Jianan stood up, walked to Jian Yue's side, hugged her from behind, and said with a soft laugh, "Thank you for understanding me, my wife. I am very pleased."

Jian Yue awkwardly turned her head away, not letting Bai Jianan's face touch hers. It felt like a goose feather brushing against her skin, making her feel itchy all over.

"Hurry up and eat, it'll get cold soon."

This meal was the most delicious Bai Jianan had ever eaten in his life. Jian Yue kept putting food on his plate, and Bai Jianan kept eating, giving Jian Yue the illusion that he would eat whatever she put on his plate.

After dinner, Bai Jianan was about to take his fiancée out for a romantic time when He Xinle barged in before the table was even cleared. Bai Jianan only had time to put on his mask before he squinted in anger.

When Bai Jianan narrowed his eyes, he was either murderous or furious. Jian Yue could already feel the strong dissatisfaction emanating from him. She glanced at him and said softly, "Don't get agitated, she's still a child."

Bai Jianan snorted coldly, turned around and lay down on the bed. Jian Yue could only look at He Xinle and ask, "Finished eating? How was the food?"

He Xinle had no idea there was a living person in the room. He smiled and said, "Very good. That princess is very kind. She kept adding food to my plate. I'm so full."

The eldest princess is kind? It doesn't seem to match the eldest princess she saw.

Jian Yue shook her head, and while clearing away the dishes, she asked, "So what are you doing here? Aren't you tired after working so hard for so many days? Or is there no one to prepare a room for you?"

He Xinle shook his head, his face full of excitement: "It's all ready. It's very big and beautiful, much nicer than the rooms in our city, and it even has a luminous pearl. I just can't sleep thinking about seeing Brother Xiao Yi so soon, I'm not tired at all."

Jian Yue smiled. He Xinle is clearly in the throes of first love, and her romantic aspirations are overblown. If she is betrayed by the person she loves, the consequences will be dire.

Thinking of this, Murong Chuan came to mind again. Jian Yue frowned. It seemed that she had thought of him a lot today. Was it because she had seen him that she couldn't forget him?

Yes, if we could truly forget, why would we feel resentment and unwillingness now?

Jian Yue looked up at Bai Jianan, who was leaning against the headboard with a book in his hand. She couldn't tell what his expression was, but Jian Yue could tell that even though he looked like he was reading, his eyes were definitely fixed on her.

That burning yet gentle gaze always calmed her restless heart, like a gentle spring breeze and fine rain seeping into her heart and soul, making her irresistible.

Jian Yue's lips curved slightly, and she asked softly, whether she was asking Bai Jianan or He Xinle, "Why do you like him so much?"

Upon hearing this, He Xinle immediately sat down at the table, and Jian Yue followed suit. He Xinle then said with shining eyes, "Miss, you have no idea, but the first time I saw him, I knew he was my destined lover."

At that time, he stood before me, clad in golden armor, like a warrior welcoming a princess. Yes, I was the princess, and he was the warrior, there to greet me.

Seemingly lost in the scene, He Xinle stopped speaking, his eyes narrowed in rapture, a sight that even Jian Yue couldn't bear to look at.

Bai Jianan, unable to bear it any longer, got up and walked over, picked up He Xinle who was still infatuated with her crush, and threw her out of the room.

He Xinle was startled when he was lifted up. Upon seeing that it was Bai Jianan, he immediately shouted, "What are you doing? Hey? Hey? You, how could you do this? I, let me go, hey, you bastard!"

With a bang, the door slammed shut, and He Xinle nearly hit his nose. Enraged, he kicked the door.

"Open the door for me, you bastard, you big bad guy, open the door and I'll never forgive you."

Looking at Bai Jianan standing at the door with a frown, Jian Yue chuckled: "How old are you? Why are you arguing with a little girl?"

Bai Jianan frowned even more deeply: "Young? You're about the same age as my wife, and you've already taken on the responsibility of supporting the whole family."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yue shook her head. In her past life, wasn't she also an innocent young girl? Now, she was nothing more than a young girl with a world-weary heart.

After thinking for a moment, Jian Yue asked, "In the City Without a Crown, is there truly a succession struggle?"

Bai Jianan shrugged, took off his mask and tossed it aside, then lay back on the bed with a roguish grin, saying, "Who knows? Anyway, that's the kind of news that circulated back then."

Jian Yue frowned and pondered, "If that's the case, there's no need to send a princess out at all. After all, women have absolutely nothing to do with the position of city lord."

Bai Jianan laughed and said, "It's also possible that they want to form a marriage alliance with the outside world, but they don't want to directly break the ancient decree. They just want to use this matter to make a point. But who knows what it is? This has nothing to do with us. Let that kid Chu Tianyi worry about it himself."

Jian Yue nodded. She didn't intend to interfere. After all, whatever the princess's fate was, it was bound to be much better than her own. Why worry unnecessarily? She didn't have that kind of magnanimity. It was good enough if she could understand herself.

In the palace.

Empress Sun Rouxiang sat beside Emperor Murong Qianqiu, serving him as he washed up. While wiping his hands, she said, "Everyone says that the young master has already had an affair with that girl. Should this matter continue to be spread like this? It is really damaging to the girl's reputation."

Upon hearing this, Murong Qianqiu closed his eyes and said, "Why bother with all that? I'm going to marry Nan'er anyway. Having a beginning and an end proves that Nan'er likes me. Isn't that good?"

The Empress smiled and said, "It's not that it's bad, but it's not good for the Qiu family's reputation. After all, Chuan'er also likes the Qiu family's daughter."

At this point, the Empress glanced at Murong Qianqiu, and seeing that he had no other reaction, she continued, "It's quite a coincidence that Chuan'er's sweetheart is actually the eldest maid of the Qiu family. I only found out a few days ago. Chuan'er went to the Qiu residence a couple of days ago and was reluctant to part with that maid in front of the Qiu residence. It seems that they are already in love."

Murong Qianqiu finally lifted his eyelids and looked at Empress Sun Rouxiang, saying, "What's the rush? How can the selection of the Crown Princess be done casually? Chuan'er has a bright future ahead of him, so this position of consort must be chosen carefully. Don't make a mistake and lose everything."

Sun Rouxiang's heart skipped a beat. She stared intently at Murong Qianqiu, but found no expression on his face. After hesitating for a moment, she tentatively said, "That's true. After all, there were many rumors before. The eldest daughter of the Qiu family was once the daughter-in-law candidate chosen by the Princess."

Murong Qianqiu closed his eyes again. After Sun Rouxiang finished serving him, he lay on the bed and mumbled, "It's good that you know. This matter should be brought up after Nan'er gets married. After all, it's important that my elder sister is at ease."

Upon hearing this, Sun Rouxiang immediately felt a surge of resentment.

All she thinks about is her elder sister, why doesn't she care about her own wife and children? But her husband is the Emperor, and as the Empress, she can't act like this; she can only do what she's supposed to do.

Suppressing her dissatisfaction, Sun Rouxiang smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right. After all, if my elder sister's heart is heavy, we will also feel bad, won't we? I have thought about this as well, but seeing that Chuan'er misses that girl all day long, I brought it up."

Murong Qianqiu asked, "The eldest daughter of the Qiu family?"

The Queen nodded: "Yes."

The Emperor continued, "In that case, we can marry her after Nan'er's wedding. However, she cannot be given the title of Consort. It is acceptable for her to be a concubine. After all, the Crown Princess is the future Mother of the Nation, and she cannot be chosen casually."

The Emperor has finally relented, but Sun Rouxiang is now in a difficult position.

Qiu Lingfeng as a concubine? How can you even bring yourself to say that?

I'm sure the Qiu family wouldn't agree to that either.

The Empress wanted to say more, but she heard Murong Qianqiu snoring. She could only frown and, after a long while, turn around, tidy herself up, and lie down next to the Emperor. Looking at her husband, with whom she had shared her life, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

Inside the VIP private room on the third floor of Lanyue Tower.

"The Second Prince hasn't come for so long, I imagine Your Highness has forgotten me."

Hua Xiangrong, with one thigh exposed, leaned against the chaise longue, her eyes painted upwards, and a lifelike butterfly painted at the corner of her right eye, looking alluring and seductive.

The Second Prince, Murong Yu, sat beside a low table, staring greedily at her. After listening to Hua Xiangrong finish speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp. He even licked his lips with lingering satisfaction and said, "Xiangrong is so beautiful that I could never forget her. In my midnight dreams, I see your pretty face. I wonder when I will be able to kiss you."

At this point, his face was full of regret, and he could only look at Hua Xiangrong with unsatisfied eyes, fantasizing in his heart.

To be honest, as the second prince of the current dynasty, wouldn't he be able to easily win over any woman? But the Lan Yue Pavilion is different. No matter who comes to the pavilion, if they want to patronize a girl, they must get her consent. Otherwise, it is tantamount to rape. This rule is truly unique among brothels. I don't know what the owner of the pavilion was thinking. How can he do business like this?

Who would have thought that in just a few months, the business in this building would surpass all the brothels and entertainment venues in the capital, and even attract the royal family and nobles, including the Second Prince.

Originally, Murong Yu wondered what was so special about this place? It was just a place that sold women, yet the women there remained as chaste as virtuous women.

But after he came here, he realized that his ideas of forcing himself on women really wouldn't work here.

He took a liking to the beautiful and alluring OP, Hua Xiangrong, at first sight, but after knowing her for more than four years, he still couldn't even touch her thigh. On the contrary, he came here very frequently and spent money without any hesitation. He was still not satisfied with just having his eyes on her.