The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

When Jing Anle opened her eyes, it was just getting light. She had spent a long time with Xiao Heng last night and thought she would sleep a little longer, but she still woke up so early.

“Afang”.

With a soft call, Afang led two palace maids in with toiletries.

"Princess, you've risen."

"What time is it?"

Afang stepped forward quickly, lifting the gold-threaded bed curtain as she replied, "It's past dawn."

"Hmm." Jing Anle hummed softly, and was about to get out of bed when she noticed a pain in her left foot, which startled her so much that she hissed softly.

"Princess, what's wrong?" Afang quickly went to help her up.

Jing Anle then remembered that she had sprained her ankle last night. She lifted the blanket and found that Xiao Heng was right. Her ankle was clean and smooth, without any redness or swelling, just a little sore. It seemed that the ointment was indeed very effective.

"It's nothing, I just bumped into something by accident."

While examining the patient, Afang said, "Then this servant will go find the female physician immediately."

Jing Anle initially thought this minor injury was nothing, but then paused and asked, "Afang, tomorrow is the fifth day of the month. Will the Empress Dowager return to the palace?"

"Yes, the Imperial Wardrobe sent over the newly made dress yesterday. Would the princess like to take a look?" Afang answered while supporting Jing Anle.

Just then, a figure swept past from behind the screen. It was Mu Ping who walked in. "Princess."

Jing Anle immediately understood, waved her hand, and the other two palace maids who were serving her withdrew.

"How is it?" Jing Anle simply lay back on the bed, feeling her heart pounding, her hands gripping the blanket tightly.

Mu Ping raised her head and said, word by word, "My men have come to report that Murong Peifeng's hand is crippled."

Her people stayed overnight at the Yongchang Marquis's residence, received the news, and were sent to the palace this morning.

Hearing this, Jing Anle loosened her grip, her heart sank, and she snorted coldly, "It's too easy for him to just cripple his hand."

Upon hearing this, Afang opened her mouth slightly in surprise. When did the princess start doing these things?

"Princess, rest assured, this is no different from an eagle having its wings broken. Murong Peifeng won't be able to cause trouble for long," Mu Ping continued.

Jing Anle took a light breath. Murong Peifeng had managed to hide in the Marquis's mansion for over ten years; his stamina was considerable. Thinking this, Jing Anle turned to Mu Ping and said, "We cannot and must not be careless, however..."

"I imagine the Yongchang Marquis's mansion will keep this a secret, so I'll trouble myself to help them spread the word." After saying this, Jing Anle snorted coldly, her eyes filled with icy intent.

"What the princess means is..."

"Find a way to let Jing Rou know this news. I want to see if the two of them are truly in love! Rumors can hurt people. Make the situation sound serious, not just in the Prince Qing's residence, but the more people who know, the better," Jing Anle instructed.

Mu Ping immediately understood that this was an attempt to undermine her morale, and said, "Yes."

Jing Anle's eyes were sharp as he thought to himself: Murong Peifeng, as the dignified prince of Qi Kingdom, you'd better accept this gift properly!

……

afternoon.

Jing Anle was looking at the rabbit that Xiao Heng had brought. Its fur was glossy and smooth, and it was very well-born. At that moment, it was chewing its food carefully.

"Afang, it really can eat a lot." Jing Anle sipped his tea, staring intently at it.

Afang pouted and muttered under her breath, "The princess was saying that she scared me half to death when she was making the bed this morning." Afang remembered how she had reached under the covers and touched something furry, which had made her break out in a cold sweat and scream.

"Hahaha!" Jing Anle couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh out loud.

"Princess……"

Seeing that Afang was somewhat embarrassed, Jing Anle quickly said, "Alright, alright, I won't laugh anymore." However, although she said this, the smile on her face did not diminish.

As the mistress and servant were talking, a palace maid came to report, "Princess, Consort Li has arrived."

Jing Anle then stopped laughing and said, "Please come in, Your Highness." Then she turned to Afang and instructed, "Take the cage away."

"Yes."

A moment later, Consort Li entered, and Jing Anle greeted her with a smile, saying, "Your Majesty, are you well?"

Consort Li smiled and asked, "How has the princess been feeling these past few days?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Anle is now safe and sound."

Both of them had smiles on their faces. As soon as they sat down, they heard Consort Li's voice, "Qingyu, bring the things up."

"Yes." Qingyu then presented a box to Jing Anle.

Jing Anle was stunned for a moment, and looked at Consort Li to ask, "This is..."

"It's quite a coincidence that this is a prescription that my father asked someone to bring. It can help regulate a woman's body. The imperial physician examined it and said it was fine. I hope the princess will find it useful," Consort Li said with a smile.

Qingyu, who was standing nearby, also spoke up: "After the princess fainted last time, Her Majesty was very anxious. Because she was not feeling well, she was unable to come over. She is feeling better today, so she came to visit the princess."

"Who told you to be so talkative?" Consort Li's face immediately showed anger as she scolded in a low voice.

Qingyu quickly lowered her head and apologized, "It was my fault, Your Highness, please forgive me."

Jing Anle immediately understood Consort Li's meaning; she had come to show goodwill.

"What's wrong? Has Your Highness been unwell lately?" As she spoke, Jing Anle noticed that Consort Li had indeed lost some weight.

Consort Li shook her head and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me these past few days. I always feel weak all over. I asked the imperial physician to come and he said it was because I was pregnant."

"Is Your Majesty too tired from handling the Empress Dowager's return to the palace?"

"That's alright. His Majesty is kind to me because I'm pregnant, and Consort Chen has taken care of most of the things." Consort Li said this with a smile, but the worry in her eyes could not be hidden.

Consort Chen? Yes, she is pregnant now, so she naturally cannot overwork herself. But who is Consort Chen? She is the Empress Dowager's own niece. Emperor Jing's arrangement is probably to give Consort Chen some face out of respect for the Empress Dowager.

"Why should Your Majesty worry? Your most important thing right now is the prince in your womb. Don't harm your health for some unimportant person. No matter how noble Your Majesty the Empress Dowager is, you still need the support of the Jing Kingdom for generations to come."

As Jing Anle spoke, he sipped his tea. A wise person doesn't need to finish speaking.

Consort Li immediately understood Jing Anle's meaning, but she was still worried. Although her father was capable, he was still in the previous dynasty. Consort Chen was different. She was favored by the Empress Dowager and her family had a high status. If she were to have another prince, wouldn't she have no chance of winning?

"Your Highness is right. I have been thinking too much lately and feel tired. I think I should just rest and recuperate," Consort Li said with a smile. Since Jing Anle said so, she didn't press the matter further.

Seeing this, Jing Anle knew the time was almost right, so he put down his teacup and said, "However..."

She stopped halfway through her sentence, but Consort Chen was very anxious, saying, "Please enlighten me, Your Highness."

Ever since Jing Anle offered advice to Consort Li, Consort Li has trusted Jing Anle's words implicitly.

“Your Majesty,” Jing Anle said, standing up. “You have known Consort Chen for many years, so you naturally understand her temperament. She is unruly, domineering, and arrogant because of her favor with the emperor. If she gains power in the future, I’m afraid…”

These words deepened Consort Li's worries. Although she and Consort Chen had no enmity, given Consort Chen's temperament, she might have to live under her control in the future, which would be difficult. Thinking of this, she wanted to know Jing Anle's plan even more.