The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Qin Zhihua was a little hesitant. When she looked up, she saw a handsome young man, elegant and charming, looking at her with a smile. She blushed unconsciously.

Jing Fengyao saw a young girl, elegant and graceful, and was stunned. The two met as if by fate.

"Your Highness, so you're here." The servant from the General's Mansion was responsible for meeting Jing Fengyao, but he didn't expect that Jing Fengyao had gotten lost.

Only then did the servant notice Qin Zhihua and respectfully greet her, "Second Miss."

So she was her uncle's daughter. Jing Fengyao thought to himself.

Qin Zhihua was also surprised, as the young master in front of her was actually the eldest prince.

"Here's the kite for you," Jing Fengyao said, handing the kite to Qin Zhihua.

"Thank you, Your Highness," Qin Zhihua said, accepting the kite.

At that moment, a seed called affection sprouted in the hearts of the two of them.

"So, the kite is your matchmaker!" Jing Anle said.

Jing Anle was now extremely grateful that she had driven Yu Yuanxiang out of the palace; otherwise, her elder brother and cousin might never have had a chance to be together. She thought about how much suffering her brother and cousin must have endured in their previous life, and a pang of sadness welled up in Jing Anle's heart.

Jing Fengyao looked at Jing Anle helplessly, "You little rascal!"

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more. But I really like Cousin Zhihua. If she could be my sister-in-law, I would be more than willing," Jing Anle continued. She sincerely hoped that her brother could be with the one he loved and grow old together in happiness.

Jing Feng glanced at her from afar, his heart filled with sorrow. Although he and Qin Zhihua were in love, he had no say in the prince's marriage.

"Brother, brother, what are you spacing out for!" Jing Anle shook Jing Fengyao's arm when he saw that Jing Fengyao was in a daze.

"I was wondering when you, this little rascal, would stop bothering me," Jing Fengyao said helplessly, snapping out of her reverie.

Jing Anle pouted angrily, "I'm going to nag you for the rest of my life!" Then she leaned on Jing Fengyao's arm.

"Brother, I hope you will stay by my side peacefully for the rest of your life," Jing Anle thought to himself.

……

Inside Yongfu Palace.

"Mu Ping, have you told your uncle yet?" Jing Anle asked.

Mu Ping replied, "The matter has been taken care of. I have informed the general, and you will be going to the general's residence tomorrow."

After thinking about it for a long time, Jing Anle decided to leave the palace. She wondered how things were going with her uncle, and she wanted to discuss Chi Wenyuan's matter with him.

As usual when leaving the palace, she dressed casually and set off with Afang, Muping, and two guards.

What Jing Anle didn't know was that since the last flower appreciation poetry gathering, her reputation as a talented woman in the capital had spread far and wide, and all the noble families took her as their role model.

General's Mansion.

"What did you say!" Qin Xiuyuan, who was practicing his sword, suddenly withdrew his sword, the sword energy almost injuring him.

"Young master, be careful!" said the servant Qin Si.

Qin Xiuyuan had no time to worry about himself and repeated, "What did you just say?"

Qin Si scratched his head and said, "Princess Anle has arrived and is visiting the old lady at Sui'an Residence!"

Qin Xiuyuan fell in love with Jing Anle at first sight, and at the last poetry gathering, he was even more impressed by Jing Anle's literary talent.

Qin Xiuyuan was overjoyed and wanted to go to Sui Anju, but when he looked at his sweaty clothes, he thought: A woman like her must be very clean. So he turned back, changed his clothes, and went to see her again.

Enjoy a peaceful and prosperous life.

From the moment Jing Anle stepped into Sui Anju, the old lady's smile never faded; she kept asking Jing Anle how she was doing.

"Grandmother, Zhihua will be jealous if you do this!" Qin Zhihua teased from the side.

The old lady glared at Qin Zhihua and said to Jing Anle, "Look at this little monkey. Even when I try to get closer to you, she won't let me."

Jing Anle and Qin Zhihua exchanged a smile, creating a warm and amusing scene.

Just then, the old woman outside the door called out, "Young Master!"

Jing Anle turned around and saw a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen, dressed in white brocade, with a cool and aloof face.

"Brother is here!" Qin Zhihua called out affectionately.

Seeing Jing Anle's expression, the old lady assumed she had forgotten and introduced her, "This is your cousin. I saw him at the gate last time."

"Hello, cousin!" Jing Anle greeted him warmly.

From the moment Qin Xiuyuan entered, his gaze fell upon Jing Anle. Today, she was wearing a Shu brocade dress embroidered with gardenias, a plain jade bracelet on her wrist, and a gold begonia pearl hairpin in her hair. Although she had shed her princess attire, this outfit made Jing Anle look gentle and charming.

He was taken aback when he heard Jing Anle call his name. Was she talking to him?

"Greetings, Princess!" Qin Xiuyuan replied to Jing Anle, his eyes shining with affection.

The old lady could tell what her grandson was thinking just by looking at Qin Xiuyuan. But Jing Anle was the legitimate princess, and the person she was to marry had to be an outstanding person. Although her grandson was not bad either, the old lady was old but not senile, and she knew that Qin Xiuyuan's chances were slim.

The old lady coughed softly, "Xiuyuan, how are your studies going lately?"

Qin Xiuyuan then turned to the old lady and replied, "Grandson has come to report to Grandmother. Today, I was practicing martial arts, and there was one move that I just couldn't get through."

The old lady came from a noble family, but in her youth she was a chivalrous woman of great loyalty and courage, with a passionate heart. "I'll talk to your father and find you a different master!"

"Yes, grandmother."

As the son of a general, Qin Xiuyuan grew up with Qin Xu at the border since childhood, so his martial arts skills were naturally among the best.

As the grandmother and grandson were talking, a maid came to report: "Madam, Concubine Cao said she wants to come and pay her respects to you, and she is waiting outside the door now!"

"Hmph, tell her to go back. This old woman doesn't need her to pay her respects!" The old lady said with a displeased expression, "You old woman, you don't even know how to read the room. If she comes again, just kick her out!"

"Don't be angry, madam. I'll make her leave right away," the nanny quickly said when she saw that the old lady was angry.

Qin Zhihua quickly stepped forward to comfort her, saying, "Grandmother, please don't be angry." As she spoke, she poured water for the old lady.

Aunt Cao? Jing Anle was somewhat puzzled.

Seeing Jing Anle's expression, Qin Xiuyuan explained, "Aunt Cao is an orphan girl that Father rescued from the border last year, but she has refused to leave and insisted on staying to repay Father."

Jing Anle nodded. She only knew that her aunt had passed away a few years ago, and she didn't know anything about this Aunt Cao.

"So Father brought Consort Cao to the capital to be an ordinary maid, but who knew... who knew that Father got drunk that night... and later made her his concubine," Qin Zhihua continued.

"Hmph, that orphan girl clearly has ill intentions, only interested in climbing the social ladder. She's a restless person, so naturally I won't give her a kind look," the old lady said angrily.

In her youth, the old lady was unrestrained and chivalrous, and she hated people who resorted to such despicable means.