The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

In her previous life, Jing Anle was indeed illiterate and had always been willful and spoiled.

Ever since hearing that Murong Peifeng liked learned women, Jing Anle secretly studied hard and even invited a female tutor from her uncle's and cousin's families. She studied diligently for two years, hoping to give Murong Peifeng a surprise, but instead, she was met with a cold-hearted enemy.

I thought that the highly praised Akabane Gen would talk about some profound principles, but he only talked about books that teachers often teach, such as the Analects.

Jing Anle had no idea what he was up to.

The crowd was also undecided, but they didn't ask any more questions, thinking that such a wise and sage must have his reasons, and they followed along in reciting the text.

Sitting in the back, Jing Rou looked at Jing Anle and wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes. In the past, she would have been unable to sit still for more than half an hour, but now it had been almost two hours and Jing Anle had not uttered a single complaint.

On the contrary, the younger Feng Yu muttered, "These have already been taught."

Chi Wenyuan, sitting in the hall, did not change his expression in the slightest. After the students finished reading, he spoke up: "Today's lesson ends here. We will continue tomorrow."

After class, everyone prepared to go home.

Jing Rou stepped forward and curtsied, then seized the opportunity to ask Jing Anle, "This humble woman is ignorant and does not know what the princess thinks of the teacher's lessons."

She was certain that Jing Anle was not very talented and planned to play a trick on him.

Unexpectedly, Jing Anle stood up, glanced at Jing Rou, and then looked at Chi Wenyuan, who was picking up a book with his head down, and simply said, "I have no opinion." After saying that, she walked away gracefully.

Akabane Gen, who was picking up books with his head down, paused, said nothing, and continued tidying up.

Having lost face, Jing Rou said to Chi Wenyuan, "Master, please don't take offense. The princess is straightforward and has no other intentions."

Chi Wenyuan looked up and said, "Princess, you are knowledgeable and extraordinary."

The classes continued as usual for the next two days, except that the Analects were replaced with historical texts.

On the third day, Emperor Jing's fortieth birthday, Crown Prince Luo Wei of Shu, Crown Prince Xiao Heng of Li, Crown Prince Xia Tingfu of Xia, Prince Yelü Yuanxiu of Dongyuan, and their envoys had all arrived.

Inside the Hall of Union and Harmony.

Emperor Jing and Consort Yu sat on the high hall to the north, with the princes of the four kingdoms and Chi Wenyuan on the right, and Prince Qing at the head of the table on the left, followed by Jing Fengyao, Jing Anle, Jing Rou, and others, with the ministers behind them.

Xiao Heng was sitting opposite Jing Anle, who was intently enjoying the song and dance performance in front of her, while Xiao Heng took the opportunity to observe.

After returning home that day, Xiao Heng sent someone to inquire about Jing Anle. The messenger reported that the legitimate princess of Jing Kingdom was arrogant and uneducated, but was deeply favored by Emperor Jing.

Xiao Heng laughed at that moment, “Is he lacking in talent and knowledge, and arrogant in nature? I don’t think so.”

That day, I was too far away to see her clearly, but today, upon seeing her, I was struck by her snow-white skin, exquisitely beautiful face, and elegant, noble air. Her eyes, in particular, held a hint of heroic spirit. Xiao Heng was certain he hadn't misjudged her; this legitimate princess was definitely not the person the world perceived her to be.

While Xiao Heng was sizing up Jing Anle, the other three princes all turned their gazes to Chi Wenyuan, who was sitting at the end of the table, and secretly observed him.

Inside the dance floor, singing and dancing filled the air as people clinked glasses and chatted merrily.

After the song and dance ended, Prince Qing raised his wine cup and toasted Emperor Jing, saying, "Your Majesty, I wish you abundant blessings, as constant as the moon and as rising as the sun." He then drank the cup in one gulp.

Prince Qing and Emperor Jing are half-brothers and Prince Qing is the father of Jing Rou. Prince Qing was born to the late emperor's favorite concubine and was deeply loved by the late emperor.

Emperor Jing raised his cup in return, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The four countries then followed suit with congratulatory messages.

Xiao Heng said, "May Your Majesty enjoy boundless happiness and longevity."

Emperor Jing waved his hand and said, "The crown princes of various countries have come from afar. I would like to offer you all a toast."

Yelü Yuanxiu said, "The wine of Jing Kingdom is indeed renowned. Wouldn't it be wonderful if it were accompanied by the sound of a zither?"

Jing Rou finally seized the opportunity, "Your Majesty, Princess's performance of 'Riding the Wind and Breaking the Sky' was absolutely divine. I believe it was perfectly appropriate for this occasion."

Jing Anle squeezed the bracelet on her wrist. So, it's finally here?

In her previous life, Jing Anle was persuaded by Jing Rou to learn the "Riding the Wind and Breaking the Sky" technique. She only studied for half a day before giving up because she found it tiring. However, Jing Rou boasted that she was highly skilled in playing the zither, which caused her to lose face at the gathering. Meanwhile, Jing Rou became an overnight sensation and was even bestowed a title by Emperor Jing.

Are they going to use the same old trick again?

Emperor Jing was also overjoyed, "I have long heard that my son has been practicing his zither skills diligently. Why not let everyone appreciate them today?"

Jing Fengyao, who was standing nearby, was startled. Although he had heard from the palace servants that Jing Anle was practicing, he had never heard of it before and couldn't help but worry. He said softly to Jing Anle, "Sister, there's no need to force yourself."

Jing Anle smiled at Jing Fengyao, then turned to Emperor Jing and said, "Your subject is willing to entertain everyone."

Jing Rou smiled silently, eagerly waiting to see Jing Anle make a fool of himself.

After saying this, the palace servants set up the zither stand. Jing Anle swept her long sleeves across her face and casually plucked the strings. The tone was ethereal, and it was indeed a fine zither.

Jing Anle's fingers moved swiftly, and a piece of music, "Riding the Wind and Breaking Through the Mist," surged forth with unstoppable momentum. Her posture was graceful, and the music, sometimes melodious and sometimes rapid, made the listener feel as if they were immersed in it, leaving them with endless aftertaste.

Jing Rou's smile froze on her face. She thought to herself: No, this is impossible. Jing Anle clearly can't even play a complete piece of music.

Shocked? Jing Rou, Jing Anle thought to herself, we have to thank Jing Rou for this. After meeting Murong Peifeng in her previous life, she practiced music, chess, calligraphy and painting diligently for two whole years.

Love can cloud one's judgment. Even though Murong Peifeng rarely came to see her, Jing Anle was still deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself. Back then, she wore her fingers raw time and time again while practicing the zither, but she never gave up.

She was the daughter of the late empress, and her innate talent was not to be underestimated. In just two years, she had mastered poetry and literature, and could write and paint.

Everyone was astonished. This princess was only fifteen or sixteen years old, yet her zither music was ethereal and melodious, like a song or a lament. If one hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would have been hard to believe.

The princes from various countries were also stunned, first by her skill, and second by her beauty. But the person in front of them was the legitimate princess, so even if they had improper intentions, they dared not act rashly.

Xiao Heng held his wine cup, closed his eyes, and listened carefully, thinking to himself: This princess is indeed interesting!

Seeing the princes from various countries so infatuated, Jing Rou couldn't help but pinch her own palm, secretly resenting that Jing Anle had stolen the limelight.

Consort Yu, sitting high in the hall, widened her eyes. She had never taught Jing Anle to play the zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting. When did she learn to play the zither, and play it so well? A woman's intuition told her that Jing Anle was somewhat dangerous.

Emperor Jing was extremely proud. The way Jing Anle played the zither was so similar to that of the late Empress that Emperor Jing couldn't help but recall the scene when the two of them played the zither and flute together and were so loving. He was a little emotional and his affection for Jing Anle grew even stronger.

After the performance ended, the entire hall fell silent. Xiao Heng was the first to speak, saying, "This music should only exist in heaven. The princess's zither playing is like a lingering melody, making people feel refreshed and happy."

Everyone then went on to praise it.

Jing Anle looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the man had an extraordinary bearing and his eyes were fixed on her. In her previous life, Jing Anle had heard that this crown prince was deeply loved by the people and was a benevolent heir apparent. If she could get his help, she would definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Jing Anle then stood up and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Crown Prince Xiao!"

The two looked at each other, but neither could see through the other.

"My son is indeed diligent in his studies. Whatever you desire, I will grant it to you," Emperor Jing said lovingly.

Jing Anle bowed to Emperor Jing and said, "Your subject only wishes for Your Majesty's good health; I have no other desires."

Emperor Jing was even more pleased and bestowed many rare treasures upon Jing Anle. Jing Anle returned to her seat, and Jing Fengyao winked at her, implying that she had done well.