My elder sister forced me to become a concubine; I was reborn and remarried into the emperor's

Not just anyone could ride in a vermilion-wheeled carriage. According to the rules of the Great Yan Dynasty, only princesses and queens of sufficient rank could be specially granted a vermilion-wheeled carriage.

Of all the people in the Great Yan Dynasty, only An Yang was granted such a golden carriage with coiled dragons.

Inside the spacious and luxurious carriage, Lingxi sat by the window and caught a glimpse of the two figures passing by, recalling the scene of sending Wei Nanxun back earlier.

The little girl didn't say a word the whole way. She didn't cry or make a fuss when she was framed. She was calm and decisive. She was respectful and dignified when she met her master. Even in private, she didn't try to find out her master's identity or try to curry favor with him. She was a girl who knew how to behave.

There are many obedient and sensible people in this world, but few who have self-awareness.

"My lord, everything has been done as you instructed, but this servant observes that the Crown Prince does not seem to believe it."

"It doesn't matter."

The interior of the car was dimly lit, and it was only when a low, husky, and languid voice rang out that people noticed the figure leaning against the car wall.

Even though he was sitting and his face was obscured by shadows, he still exuded an imposing aura, making the spacious carriage seem cramped.

A broadsword lay across his side, as wide as a woman's hand, its black blade gleaming coldly, with faint traces of blood visible on its sharp edge, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.

"My lord, your whereabouts are unknown to anyone except His Majesty and the Empress Dowager. At this critical juncture, an unexpected complication has arisen. I must eliminate this variable."

The person sitting inside the carriage was none other than the emperor's younger brother, the Great Yan War God, Prince Su, Pei Ji, who struck fear into the hearts of the enemy.

He was one of the emperor's two most trusted men. This time, he secretly returned to the capital in Anyang by carriage, which was a summons. Even the crown prince and the empress dowager did not know that he had returned.

As for what he was going to do, no one except the emperor knew.

Upon hearing Lingxi's words, Pei Ji seemed to see those eyes before his eyes—clearly as weak as grass, yet as resilient as cattail silk.

His long, calloused fingertips lightly tapped the broadsword, a casual gesture that carried a chilling air.

"Keep it for now."

"Yes……"

Lingxi was surprised. She had followed this prince for many years and knew his temperament. Although she thought that Wei Nanxun might not have seen his face clearly and was sensible enough, she still made this suggestion for safety reasons. She did not expect that the prince would not take her life.

This surprised her somewhat.

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By the time Wei Nanxun returned to the Wei family home, it was completely dark. She had just escaped death and was utterly exhausted, with no energy left to deal with anyone else.

Fortunately, with Wei Mingzhao's matter at hand, Wang and the others had no time to pay attention to her. She simply bowed, exchanged a few words, and then retreated back to her own courtyard.

Servants had prepared hot water for her to bathe early in the morning. They were not allowed to bring maids into the palace, so Zhixia naturally had no idea what she had experienced in the palace.

After the other maids left, she took off her clothes, revealing the injuries on her body.

Zhixia was so frightened that she almost cried out, "Miss, what happened to you? Where did you get so many wounds? No, I have to call the doctor."

The reason Wei Nanxun trusted Zhixia so much, even disregarding her wounds, was because Zhixia had served her since childhood and had accompanied her into the palace in her previous life. Zhixia was not only loyal but also always protected her. During the uncomfortable and frightening days when she first entered the palace, Zhixia was there to help her through them.

But later she was tricked by Wei Mingzhao, who said that Zhixia was of marriageable age and should get married, and even arranged for him to choose a bodyguard for her.

The marriage seemed perfect; the man was handsome and talented, and she would be a minor official's wife after marrying into the family, no longer needing to serve others. So she agreed to it.

It wasn't until a year later that Wei Nanxun learned that this guard was a compulsive gambler and a lecher. He had not only gambled away all the dowry she had given to Zhixia, but had also sold Zhixia to an old man old enough to be her grandfather as a concubine.

She tried everything to save Zhixia, but the two never saw each other again before she died.

Therefore, she doesn't care what others do; Zhixia is the only person she trusts, and she is determined to make her life complete in this lifetime.

"Silly Zhixia, if you call the doctor, won't everyone know I'm injured? Okay, I'm fine, it's just superficial wounds. I brought the best medicine, it will heal quickly and won't leave a scar."

She briefly recounted what had happened that day, deliberately omitting the dangerous parts, only saying that she had encountered a maidservant from the emperor's side, was rescued by a kind person, and that Wei Mingzhao was reaping what he sowed.

Even though she spoke so casually, Zhixia still looked distressed and was extra careful when wiping her body, afraid of hurting her.

"This Crown Prince looks respectable, but how can he be so wicked? He resorts to such despicable means. Fortunately, you were wise enough to refuse the eldest young lady's suggestion, otherwise entering the palace would be no different from jumping into a fire pit."

The fact that someone was there to join her in criticizing Pei Yuyan and Wei Mingzhao, even without providing any real help, made her feel a little better.

"Alright, alright, this is something only heaven, earth, you, and I know. We can't let a word of it slip out in public, or I'll lose my head."

Zhixia is good in every way, except that she's a bit too naive. The only worry is that she might be tricked into revealing something. Sure enough, upon hearing that she was in danger, Zhixia immediately covered her mouth: "Don't worry, Miss, even if someone tortures me, I will never let anything slip!"

This amused Wei Nanxun, who finally smiled for the first time that day. After laughing, he pondered that with today's events, Wei Mingzhao's wedding date would definitely have to be brought forward compared to his previous life.

Pei Yuyan felt indebted to the Wei family, so he couldn't very well ask her to provide a dowry. Therefore, she had to start planning for her future.

She had no intention of getting married, but she had to find a way to keep her younger brother's education and the family business her father had built up in her own hands.

His father was the second son in the family and was born out of wedlock. His birth mother passed away early, and he lived under the care of his stepmother from a young age, which fostered his obedient and honest nature. His only act of rebellion in his life was marrying her mother.

Although he wasn't academically inclined, he had a knack for business and amassed a considerable fortune by traveling all over the country.

However, he was honest and had been brainwashed by those around him. He always felt that doing business was inferior to others and that he needed the Duke's mansion to have someone take care of his business. So he handed over most of the money he had earned over the years to his grandmother to support the mansion's expenses.

Despite the Duke's mansion's glamorous appearance, the family's expenses were far from being covered by the uncle's meager salary; most of the money came from his father's earnings.

She used to be just as foolish as her father. Even though the whole family looked down on their branch of the family, she still eagerly gave them money to spend, yet she still couldn't get a single kind word in return.

Even if he earned less money in a certain month, he would feel it was his own fault and would rather tighten his belt himself than let the household use the money first.

In her previous life, she eventually agreed to enter the palace because she was coerced by her grandmother into using her younger brother's future and her father's business as leverage.

But what happened? Her younger brother was still ostracized by his cousins ​​at home. A year before her accident, he was falsely accused of injuring someone's son. Not only did no one in the Wei family speak up for him, but they even sent him to that family to apologize, resulting in him having his leg broken and spending the rest of his life in bed.

When the father learned the news, he was so angry that he took to his bed. No one in the Wei family cared about his condition; they simply took over his businesses without a care in the world.

Looking back now, Wei Mingzhao was probably so good to her back then because her father controlled most of the family's money, and this also gave him a good reputation for treating his half-sister well.

Since they are nobles of the Duke's mansion and look down on merchants, she will keep all the wealth in her own hands in this life, protect her younger brother and father, and never let those people gain any advantage.

The best solution now is to divide the family property, but given my father's personality, he will never agree to it. This matter needs to be handled gradually.

The master and servant talked for a while longer, and the water got a little cold, so Wei Nanxun got up.

As Zhixia wiped her body, she couldn't help but mutter again, "Miss, how come there are more mosquitoes in the palace than in our mansion? They even bite these tricky spots. I'll get you some ointment to apply later."

Mosquitoes? It was a bit hot at midday, but she had no memory of being bitten by mosquitoes.

Wei Nanxun stepped out of the bathtub with a puzzled look in her eyes, and happened to turn around and see herself in the bronze mirror. There were pinkish marks all over her neck, chest and breasts.

Her face flushed instantly.

These aren't mosquitoes! They're clearly...