The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

"Enough." Emperor Jing finally spoke after a long silence.

Seeing the striking resemblance between Jing Fengyao and Qin Yin, Emperor Jing finally made a concession.

"In that case, let's marry them both. Chu Mingyue and Qin Zhihua will both be concubines. Whoever gives birth to a child first will be the principal wife."

Jing Fengyao looked up in surprise, "What?"

"Your subject only wishes to stay with Zhihua, and begs Your Majesty to grant your wish!"

"Enough!" Emperor Jing flung his sleeves, clearly displeased.

Eunuch Wei further advised, "Your Highness, please say less. His Majesty has already conceded!"

"As a prince, since you enjoy things that ordinary people cannot enjoy, you must naturally bear responsibilities that others cannot bear. Now you only have two paths before you: either you have both, or you can forget about marrying Qin Zhihua forever!"

"Father!" Jing Fengyao still wanted to fight for something.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing that Emperor Jing was truly angry, Eunuch Wei quickly stepped forward to help Jing Fengyao up, saying, "Your Highness, please don't anger His Majesty. Please leave!"

Seeing Emperor Jing's angry expression, Jing Fengyao knew that there was no point in saying anything more, so he could only give up for the time being.

When Jing Fengyao entered, the sky was still ablaze with colorful clouds; when he came out, the night was as dark as ink. Leaving the study, Jing Fengyao was disoriented, his hands hanging limply at his sides. Why? Why did it turn out like this?

……

Three days later, at Prince Qing's residence.

"Meet Princess!"

The speaker was Jing Rou, followed by a group of noble ladies dressed in brocade robes and adorned with jewels, all of whom bowed in greeting.

Today is Prince Qing's birthday. Jing Anle didn't want to come, but Emperor Jing personally ordered that she and Jing Fengyao must attend, so she came.

As soon as they arrived at the women's section, Jing Rou and her entourage came to greet them.

"No need for formalities, everyone!" Jing Anle lived deep within the palace and didn't know many of these people. She only recognized her half-sister who had accompanied Jing Rou to the palace last time. She was not particularly beautiful, but after dressing up today, she was passable. However, she was still not good enough next to Jing Rou.

Jing Rou wore a gold-embroidered butterfly cloud satin dress today, with a jade hairpin adorning her dark hair, looking incredibly beautiful.

"I thought the princess wouldn't come!"

Jing Anle snorted inwardly. What she meant was that she didn't know etiquette and didn't even want to attend her uncle's birthday celebration. Although the other noble ladies didn't dare to say much, they would think a lot about it in their hearts.

"Rou'er, what are you saying? I have already prepared a congratulatory gift for my uncle. Perhaps you just have a bad memory!" Jing Anle replied.

Jing Rou's smile froze on her lips, so she had no choice but to change the subject, "It's not noon yet, why don't you join us for a few drinks, Princess!"

In the Jing Kingdom, women held a high status. Drinking and riding horses were not only not a restriction, but were highly encouraged. Jing Rou had already calculated that if Jing Anle refused, she would be considered arrogant and rude; if she gladly accepted, well, she would be in for a world of hurt.

"In that case, I shall respectfully comply!"

“Princess, please!” Jing Rou said, and the other noble ladies made way for her.

Inside the flower hall.

Just as Jing Anle sat down, Mu Ping followed her in. She gave Jing Anle a wink, and Jing Anle immediately understood.

Before she arrived, she had instructed Mu Ping to check if Murong Peifeng had come. It seemed he had, and this time he couldn't hold back any longer. In previous years, the Pingchang Marquis's Mansion and the Qing Prince's Mansion were not so close; they would just exchange gifts.

"This is a fine wine from Dayun, fragrant and mellow, but it has a strong aftereffect, so please drink it in moderation!" Jing Rou said, raising her wine glass.

"Thank you, Princess!" everyone said in unison.

Then a maid came forward to pour wine for everyone, and the one who poured wine for Jing Anle was Jing Rou's personal maid, Can'er.

Can'er took a wine pot and filled Jing Anle's wine cup with sake. With her back to Jing Rou, Can'er gently shook the wine pot and quietly shook her head at Jing Anle.

"What's this? There's something wrong with the wine!" Jing Anle immediately realized.

As Jing Rou watched the wine glass being filled, a malicious smile crept onto her lips. She said to Jing Anle, "Princess, please!"

"Everyone please!"

So everyone raised their glasses and drank together. Jing Anle covered her right hand with her left, and her wide sleeves completely covered the lower half of her face.

Jing Rou saw Jing Anle's wine glass empty and smiled even more brightly.

Sure enough, after only a moment, Jing Anle covered his forehead with his hand, seemingly feeling unwell.

"Princess, what's wrong?" The one who spoke was Jing Rou's half-sister, Jing Rong.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to this side. Jing Anle waved his hand and said weakly, "This wine is indeed a bit too strong!"

Jing Rou was secretly delighted and immediately said, "Someone come here! Help the princess to her room to rest!"

Sure enough, something was wrong. Jing Anle narrowed her eyes, feigning drunkenness. Mu Ping and A Fang quickly stepped forward to support her, playing along with the act. Jing Rou, without asking why or consulting anyone, hurriedly escorted her to a private room. There was definitely something fishy going on!

Jing Rou hurriedly came down, her voice filled with concern, "I will personally escort the princess!"

"Since all the guests are here, why don't I accompany the princess?" It was Jing Rong who spoke.

Oh, so it was these two sisters who planned this together.

Jing Rou glanced at the other noble ladies and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry to trouble you, sister."

So Jing Rong walked up to Jing Anle and said, "Princess, please!"

Afang and Muping exchanged a glance, then helped Jing Anle follow Jing Rong out.

After leaving the main hall, passing through the long corridor, and winding through courtyards, we finally arrived at the door of a room.

Jing Rong skillfully pushed open the door. "This is the room. Princess, please rest inside!" she said, while observing Jing Anle's complexion. She thought to herself that, judging from the timing, the medicine should have taken effect by now.

Jing Anle leaned against Mu Ping and glanced around the room. There was nothing unusual about it, but Jing Rong's behavior was strange. She gave Mu Ping a wink, and Mu Ping immediately understood.

As soon as Jingrong turned around, Muping chopped her unconscious from behind with a chop to the neck. Muping reacted quickly and caught Jingrong.

"Put her on the bed!" Jing Anle was perfectly sober at this moment. She poured the entire glass of wine onto her sleeve without touching a drop. Now, she stared sharply at Jing Rong, having probably guessed their plan!

Mu Ping and A Fang dragged Jing Rong to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and even lowered the bed curtains, so from a distance, it was impossible to tell who was lying on the bed.

"Mu Ping, how long will it take for her to wake up?" Jing Anle asked.

Mu Ping glanced at Jing Rong and said respectfully, "I used about three-tenths of my internal energy just now, and she should wake up in about half an hour!" After thinking for a moment, she added, "How about I press her acupoints first to prolong her unconsciousness?"

Jing Anle pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Let's do it your way!"

In her past life, she was on good terms with Jing Rou and was very familiar with the Prince Qing's mansion. In the previous life, Jing Rou shone brightly at the Prince Qing's birthday banquet, while she herself was secretly ridiculed by those noble ladies because she knew nothing. Now that she thinks about it, this was all Jing Rou's plan.

"Princess, where are we going now?" Afang asked.

“If we follow their plan, someone will definitely come and distract you two. Since things have come to this, why don’t we turn the tables on them!” Jing Anle said to Mu Ping and A Fang.