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

Murong Xiao noticed Qin Wanyou's unusual behavior and glanced back, but didn't see anything unusual. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Wanyou turned back and continued walking, saying, "It's nothing."

Whether human or demon, they will eventually reveal their true colors.

After the two slowly left, several people in the crowd breathed a sigh of relief. They hadn't expected that even after losing their power, they would still be so sharp. No wonder they were once people with extraordinary talent for cultivation.

The eldest prince, standing to the side, was shocked the moment he saw Qin Wanyou. Was this really Qin Wanyou?

She was dignified, elegant, bright, and poised—something I had never seen before. Was this still the same Qin Wanyou who was dull and only knew how to cultivate?

After not seeing her for several months, Qin Wanyou seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, and the eldest prince felt a slight pang of regret.

Seeing the Crown Prince's dazed expression, Li Jingyu, who had come to his side, tugged at his arm and asked, "Your Highness, what are you looking at?"

The eldest prince then came to his senses. "It's nothing. Let's go and pay our respects to Mother."

She was certain her choice was right. The treatment she received on her wedding day proved that she was not favored in the Right Prime Minister's household, treated like an abandoned daughter. Qin Mingzhu was the apple of the Right Prime Minister's eye, and from now on, Prime Minister Qin would definitely be on her side.

Then I looked at Li Jingyu and her slightly protruding belly, which was carrying the first imperial grandson.

After thinking it through, he reached out and put his arm around Li Jingyu's shoulder, looking concerned.

Seeing the affectionate display between the eldest prince and Li Jingyu, Qin Mingzhu's anger, which had just subsided, flared up again. Her hands clenched tightly, her nails almost breaking.

Seeing her mistress's expression, Xia Yan quickly tugged at Qin Mingzhu's sleeve, "Your Highness, let's go too, or we won't be able to keep up with the First Prince."

Qin Mingzhu gasped for breath, suppressing her anger: "I can't rush this, I can't rush this. Having a child isn't a big deal. Whether I can give birth, and even if I do, whether I can grow up safely is still a question."

But why do those two in front of me seem so annoying? If I were pregnant too, would the Crown Prince treat me this gently?

Thinking about it, Qin Mingzhu put one hand on her stomach. She had been intimate with the eldest prince so many times and had taken a lot of tonics, so why couldn't she get pregnant?

Clutching the clothes on my stomach, I thought, "Why is my stomach so uncooperative?"

Why did that bitch get it on her first try?

Qin Mingzhu was already angry, but when she was urged to have a child by Consort Xian, she became even more anxious and frustrated.

When Qin Wanyou arrived at Murong Xiao's former residence in the palace, she immediately changed into a light and cool outfit.

The clothes I took off, including my undershirt, were completely soaked.

Although it's already autumn, the midday and afternoon hours are still as hot as summer.

The chrysanthemums in front of the palace bloomed as passionately and unrestrainedly as the sunshine.

The palace maids and eunuchs served various pastries, such as osmanthus cake, and chrysanthemum tea.

Qin Wanyou had the pastries and tea placed on a table in a small pavilion next to the door.

She sat down and took a sip of the lightly fragrant chrysanthemum tea. A gentle breeze blew by, lightly brushing against Qin Wanyou's face.

Only then did Qin Wanyou feel her body cool down, but even though she had changed her clothes, she still felt a little sticky.

Murong Xiao also changed his clothes and came out. He saw Qin Wanyou enjoying tea and admiring the flowers in the pavilion, looking very content. Suddenly, he didn't feel so tired anymore. "Is this tea good?"

Qin Wanyou turned around, stood up, and curtsied, "Your Highness."

Murong Xiao approached Qin Wanyou, somewhat helplessly, "I've already said there's no need for so much formality between us."

Qin Wanyou seemed not to hear her, picked up a teacup, poured a cup of tea, and said, "This tea is quite good, Your Highness, please try it; the pastries also smell good, Your Highness, please have some."

Murong Xiao picked up the tea that Qin Wanyou had poured, took a sip, and said, "It's really good!"

After all that fuss, they were both quite hungry. They sat down and quietly began to enjoy their meal.

The chrysanthemums in September are particularly vibrant, especially the ones in the palace, which are all carefully selected varieties. Around the pavilion and along the walkways, they are all golden yellow, exceptionally bright and sunny, creating a very pleasant and comfortable atmosphere.

Beautiful women, beautiful scenery, and delicious food—it was a perfectly harmonious and elegant scene. Suddenly, Granny Wang came to remind them, "Your Highness, Your Highness, you've been busy for so long today, and there's not much time left before the banquet starts this evening. This old servant suggests you rest for a while and not tire yourself out, as you'll need your energy to handle the banquet later."

Qin Wanyou wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. "I know, Granny. I'll go back to my room to rest right away. You should also rest for a while. We'll need your help to keep an eye on things for the upcoming banquet."

Wang Mama smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I'll go right away. You and your master should rest now."

Murong Xiao looked at Qin Wanyou and said, "Let's go back to our room, otherwise the old woman will keep waiting here until we leave."

Qin Wanyou nodded.

The two then got up and went back to their room, with Granny Wang following behind.

After the two entered the room, they went to the next room, which was used by the palace maids, to rest for a while.

The two people in the room felt somewhat awkward.

Qin Wanyou spoke first, "You go to bed and sleep. I'll rest on the couch for a while."

Murong Xiao naturally disagreed, "You go to sleep on the bed, I'll just lie on the couch for a while."

Qin Wanyou stared at Murong Xiao, "You are a prince, and I am not very tired. You need to rest now."

Murong Xiao was indeed feeling a bit tired. Since the princess had said so, he didn't refuse. "Alright, call me when it's time."

After saying that, he lay down on the bed.

This speed left Qin Wanyou completely stunned.

Then I went to the window and opened it at an angle, lowering the bamboo curtain so that it could be ventilated but the outside couldn't see clearly inside.

At the hour of Shen (3-5 PM), a palace maid came to remind everyone that the banquet was about to begin.

Mo Nan knocked on the door, then went to the next room and called for Granny Wang.

A short while later, Granny Wang came in and helped Qin Wanyou put on the princess's palace dress again.

Murong Xiao also changed into his custom-made official robes as a prince.

The two arrived at the banquet venue, where a large crowd had already gathered.

Some officials of the third rank and above also brought their families to the banquet.

Qin Wanyou and Murong Xiao became the center of attention as soon as they arrived at the banquet. Ministers came forward to greet Murong Xiao, while the ladies and young women surrounded Qin Wanyou to greet her.

Both of them nodded in response.

Fortunately, the gathering didn't last long, because the Emperor, Empress, Empress Dowager, and all the concubines arrived.

The crowd immediately bowed to the Emperor and others.

After the Emperor and all the other guests were seated, everyone returned to their places and waited for the Emperor to deliver a rousing speech announcing the start of the banquet.

Such a banquet would naturally include entertainment.

Consort Xian spoke first, "Your Majesty, on such a fine day and in such a beautiful setting, why not have a poetry competition to appreciate the literary talent of our Great Yan?"

The Emperor, enjoying his meal, also wanted to watch the show. "Excellent! The Consort's words are very good!"

Consort Xian smiled and said, "Then let's use 'chrysanthemum' as the theme and see who goes first?"

The crowd below looked at each other, but no one spoke first.

At this moment, Qin Mingzhu spoke up, "Today is the Double Ninth Festival banquet, and also the auspicious occasion of the investiture of Prince An and Princess An. Princess An has been exceptionally talented since childhood, so why don't you set a good precedent for us?"

When Qin Mingzhu said this, some people below laughed inwardly. She had once been exceptionally talented in cultivation, but her literary skills in composing poems were not that great.

Some people secretly sneered at Qin Mingzhu, calling her a fool!

Qin Wanyou seemed not to hear Qin Mingzhu's words and quietly picked at the crab meat to eat.

As the atmosphere became somewhat awkward, Murong Xiao spoke up, "What's a thief barking about?"

The atmosphere on the field froze instantly.