After being reborn, I locked up all the scumbags and bitches in one nest.

"I have never thought about getting married."

Murong Xiao paused for a moment, "Besides, you all know my health condition. If I were to get married, wouldn't that be delaying other girls' lives?"

The room fell silent.

Mo Nan looked at the prince with concern, "Your Highness, perhaps Granny will find a way to cure the curse when she returns to Chu Yue. We should have hope."

Gu Siyuan nodded in agreement, "Yes, Uncle, haven't you already met someone who can help you suppress the Gu worms? Maybe you'll meet someone who can help you remove the Gu soon?"

The others nodded in agreement.

Murong Xiao looked at these naive people. Undo the curse? Easier said than done. Eleven years had passed, and aside from suppression, no method for undoing it had been found. However, not wanting everyone to sink into a somber mood, he said, "Let's hope so!"

Then, Gu Siyuan was seen walking out of the Regent's Palace, cursing and swearing. His previous outbursts had been partly acting, but now he was genuinely angry, constantly cursing the person who poisoned him.

Those protecting him from the outside must be tired of hearing it; they can all guess what he's going to say next.

“Sister Wanyou usually focuses on practicing her skills and doesn’t need such bright colors. This pink suits me perfectly, so I want this color and this horse.”

Qin Wanyou sat in the chair watching her two half-sisters choose the colors of the fabrics brought over by the tailor shop, her mind already rehearsing the words they were about to say.

But this time, before they could even speak, Qin Wanyou directly chose her favorite colors, pink and purple, saying, "I'll take these two. Here you go."

Qin Manzhu immediately spoke up, "That's me..."

Qin Wanyou glanced over and said, "What? Is the younger sister addicted to stealing the older sister's affections? Since when did the concubine's daughter in the Right Prime Minister's mansion become more important than the legitimate daughter?"

At this moment, the butler came over and said, "Miss Manzhu and Miss Shuyu, please be mindful of your status."

Of course, we can't let outsiders laugh at the Right Prime Minister's residence.

Qin Shuyu immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, please go first, Second Sister."

Qin Manzhu lowered her head and apologized, suppressing her grievances, "I'm sorry, Second Sister."

Qin Wanyou ignored them, made her choice, explained what she liked, and left the living room to return to her Green Bamboo Courtyard.

Think carefully about what's going to happen next. If I hadn't been called to take measurements and choose fabric colors for making clothes today, I would have forgotten that the Crown Prince and the princes' selection banquet for their consorts is coming up soon.

In my previous life, around the same time, I was so focused on cultivation that I didn't have time to choose the color of my clothes. As a result, the clothes I made didn't fit well and the colors weren't very nice.

When she went out, Li was worried about affecting the reputation of the Prime Minister's residence, so she chose a decent-colored dress from Qin Mingzhu's clothes to wear, which naturally didn't fit her.

When the banquet arrived, Qin Mingzhu 'accidentally' mentioned that the dress was hers, which led to Qin Mingzhu gaining a reputation for caring for and being considerate of her younger sister.

As for why illegitimate daughters could attend the banquet, it was because many people died in the great war of that year, and after the war, there was an encouragement for everyone to have more children and grandchildren.

Therefore, the banquet also invited the daughters and sons of ministers who were of marriageable age to attend, and if they met a suitable match, the emperor or empress could bestow a marriage upon them on the spot.

In her previous life, because she was already engaged, she didn't pay much attention to what happened at the banquet. The eldest prince met with her briefly and then said he had something to do and left in a hurry. She also hid in a quiet place away from trouble.

Should we try to break off the engagement this time?

If something goes wrong at the banquet and the marriage is terminated, will they arrange another marriage for me and someone else?

Qin Wanyou kept thinking.

"I will make sure she is utterly disgraced at the banquet! I will break off her engagement with the Crown Prince, and he will be mine!"

Qin Mingzhu gripped her handkerchief tightly and said menacingly.

"Don't be impulsive. In a couple of days, your father plans to have the ancestor examine Qin Wanyou's body to see if she really can't continue cultivating spiritual arts. If she really can't... then we'll discuss this further," Madam Li instructed Qin Mingzhu.

"Mother, do we have to obtain spiritual power from Qin Wanyou? Can't we take it from others?" Qin Mingzhu didn't understand.

Li patiently comforted her, "Because her spiritual talent and bloodline are higher than ordinary people, it is easier for her to cultivate."

He patted Qin Mingzhu on the shoulder and said, "For the sake of the Prime Minister's residence and for the future, let's be patient for now. Don't rush into things with the First Prince. Also, remember, don't give yourself away. Men don't cherish what they have once they've had it. Give him a little something sweet now and then, and he'll remember you."

Qin Mingzhu nodded in agreement.

Madam Li gave another instruction: do not provoke Qin Wanyou recently, because she is emotionally unstable due to the loss of all her spiritual powers, and do not let her frighten you.

Although Prime Minister Qin ordered that the news of Qin Wan's loss of her ghost magic be forbidden that day, the eldest prince and the virtuous concubine in the palace still received the news.

Today, the eldest prince entered the palace to pay his respects to Consort Xian. Consort Xian immediately dismissed the palace servants. "Ming'er, is it true that Qin Er lost his spiritual powers due to poisoning?"

Murong Ming wasn't entirely sure either. "Mother, Qin Er has indeed been poisoned, but the fact that he's lost his spiritual powers needs to be confirmed. I'll go to the Right Prime Minister's residence to visit Qin Er and find out the truth of the matter."

Consort Xian nodded, "Yes, if her spiritual arts really disappear and she can't recover and continue cultivating, we need to find another suitable one as soon as possible."

Murong Ming looked at his mother in surprise, "Mother, haven't you always liked Qin Mingzhu...?"

Consort Xian interrupted Murong Ming, "Liking someone is one thing, but it's also a fact that she can't cultivate spiritual arts. You need to know that if you marry a prince consort who doesn't have the bloodline for spiritual arts and doesn't know how to cultivate them, there's an 80% chance that your offspring won't be able to cultivate spiritual arts either. They'll never be as good as offspring who know spiritual arts in any way, and you won't be qualified to compete for that position."

Murong Ming pondered for a moment, "If we do that, it will be difficult to explain to the Right Chancellor."

Consort Xian glanced at her foolish son, picked up her teacup and took a sip. "If Qin Er really loses his spiritual abilities, even if you don't like him, you can still bring Qin Mingzhu into the household. Hasn't she always liked you?"

Consort Murong Ming bowed and said, "Your subject understands, thank you, Mother!"

As soon as Murong Ming left the palace, he sent someone to inform the Right Prime Minister's residence that they would be visiting.

Upon hearing the news, Qin Mingzhu immediately began to dress herself up.

When Qin Wanyou found out, she didn't even look up, continuing to look at the book in her hands.

Last night I went through Prime Minister Qin's treasure trove and found a few martial arts manuals. After looking at them, it seems that none of them are very suitable for Feng Ling to cultivate.

After Murong Ming entered the Prime Minister's residence and met with the Right Prime Minister, he went directly to Qin Wanyou's Green Bamboo Courtyard, where he saw Qin Wanyou holding a book on music and reading it intently.

"When did You'er become interested in music?" Murong Ming asked from behind.

Qin Wanyou pretended not to notice Murong Ming's surprise and stood up, bowing slightly. "Greetings, Your Highness. Please forgive me for not greeting you sooner."

Then she raised her head and looked seriously at Murong Ming. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, thin lips, a handsome face, and a tall and straight figure. He was indeed dashing and outstanding. However, his ambiguous smile gave people a sense of calculation. She realized that she must have been blind in her previous life, blinded by his initial concern.

"You'er, what's wrong?" Murong Ming waved to Qin Wanyou, who was lost in thought.

Qin Wanyou quickly regained her composure, "It's nothing. I'm just still feeling a bit unwell. I apologize for neglecting the Crown Prince."

Murong Ming looked apologetic. "I felt guilty for not being able to visit you in time when you were injured the other day. I hope you won't blame me. I did send gifts to the Prime Minister's residence. Did you receive them?"

Qin Wanyou remained aloof and cold, saying, "We are not married, so it would be improper for me to come to visit you. You don't need to feel guilty. You received the gifts, but you didn't enter my courtyard."

"How is your health now? I heard that your spiritual arts have disappeared, is that true?" Murong Ming finally revealed his purpose.

Qin Wanyou lowered her head in silence, then slowly turned around, giving Murong Ming a seemingly sorrowful back view. "Perhaps I can recover in the future."

Murong Ming comforted her, "Don't be sad, or I will be sad too. Even if your spiritual power can't be restored in the end, it doesn't matter. As long as you're alright, you'll still be the second young lady of the Prime Minister's mansion."

She kept saying sweet words.

Just as Qin Wanyou was about to vomit.