The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Mu Ping and A Fang exchanged a glance and said in unison, "What about the princess?"

"Don't worry, it's almost noon. They'll definitely come over before noon under the pretext of starting the banquet!" Jing Anle said happily.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock at the door. Jing Anle quickly hid behind the cabinet, while Afang went to open the door.

"Who are you?" Afang asked.

The maidservant quickly replied, "I am Yun'er from the princess's side. The princess sent me to inquire whether the princess is feeling better." As she spoke, she looked towards the bedside.

"The princess is still drunk," Mu Ping said coldly.

Because of the distance, the maid only saw a figure on the bed and assumed it was Jing Anle. She continued, "The small kitchen has prepared a fine hangover soup, and it should be ready by now. Why don't one of you come with me to get it?"

Something was definitely fishy! Jing Anle thought to herself, was this a way to get rid of the people around me, using the same old trick again? At this moment, she became more and more certain of her guess.

“I’ll go!” Afang said. If Jing Anle hadn’t given her prior notice, she would never have gone. But now, in order to get the fish to bite, she had to feed them some bait.

As Afang left, she nodded to Muping and then followed the maid.

"Princess?" Mu Ping called softly as she closed the door.

Jing Anle stepped out from behind the cabinet and said, "I cannot stay here. Mu Ping, you can improvise as needed."

“Yes, Princess,” Mu Ping replied.

Today is Prince Qing's birthday banquet, and almost all the servants are busy with the preparations, so there are not many people in this courtyard. Jing Anle went out of the room and turned left to find a long corridor leading to the garden and connecting to the main hall. No wonder Jing Rou had placed her in this room; it would be very convenient if someone came over.

To the right was a desolate backyard, rarely visited by anyone. It seemed that the only place to go now was the backyard. Thinking that she would come out at noon, Jing Anle lifted her skirt and quickened her pace, heading towards the backyard.

……

The men's section.

Prince Qing was enjoying drinks with everyone. There were many guests today, including important officials and nobles. At this moment, he felt like the king of Jing Kingdom, feeling incredibly powerful!

Jing Fengyao was sullen because of the marriage bestowed by Emperor Jing, and sat quietly to the side, pouring himself a drink.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

The speaker was Yelü Yuanxiu, who had noticed Jing Fengyao's bad mood long ago and stepped forward to tease him.

Xiao Heng also noticed this scene, stepped forward, and said, "You should mind your own business!"

"This is boring!" Yelü Yuanxiu pouted and walked away.

Xiao Heng snorted coldly, sat down opposite Jing Fengyao, raised his wine cup, and said, "Drinking to drown your sorrows only makes them worse!"

"Does Prince Xiao, a man of many romantic affairs, even know what love is?" Jing Fengyao retorted.

A womanizer? Xiao Heng was puzzled. Where did this rumor come from?

"It seems the Crown Prince is troubled by love. Why not talk to him about it? Indulging him won't solve anything, but it's good for him to vent."

Jing Fengyao shook his head, drank a cup of wine, and said, "If you were asked to marry someone you didn't want to marry, what would you do?"

"Of course I'm unwilling! Money is easy to come by, but true love is hard to find!"

For some reason, when Xiao Heng said these words, Jing Anle's smiling face appeared in his mind, and his heart fluttered inexplicably.

Jing Fengyao chuckled softly, shook his head, and said, "Born into the royal family, there are too many things that are beyond one's control."

“Your Highness is mistaken; it all depends on human effort,” Xiao Heng immediately replied.

Now that things have come to this point, Xiao Heng naturally understands Jing Fengyao's predicament. However, although he is also in the royal family, he is unwilling to be coerced. He will fight tooth and nail for what he wants instead of wallowing in self-pity here.

……

Meanwhile, Murong Peifeng, who was some distance away, looked around and decided that it was about time. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he secretly went out.

He had already discussed it with Jing Rou, and for the sake of the map, they had no choice but to take the risk this time!

So Murong Peifeng bypassed the crowd and came to the door of Jing Anle's room. He looked around and made sure no one was there before pushing the door open. The room was empty, except for a person lying on the bed in the distance. Although the bed curtains were drawn, they looked even more alluring.

Hmph! Jing Anle, just wait until it's all over, and you'll see how I deal with you. Last time, those wasps made Murong Peifeng look so bad, so naturally he won't let Jing Anle off easily.

So he quickly took off his clothes, leaving only his undergarments, and walked step by step toward the person on the bed, but the person on the bed did not move at all, obviously still unconscious.

Murong Peifeng lifted the bed curtains and saw a woman lying on her side on the bed, wearing only her inner clothes. Her body was curvaceous and her face was covered with a light veil, giving her a unique charm.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you!" Murong Peifeng said to the woman.

As he spoke, he lay down directly on the bed.

"Princess! Princess!"

Just then, Jing Rou's voice rang out from outside the door. She was bringing many noble ladies with her, intending to have everyone witness how she would make a fool of Jing Anle and force Jing Anle to marry Murong Peifeng.

"Will the princess be alright?"

One of the noble ladies said.

The other noble ladies looked at each other and whispered among themselves, "Why don't we go in and take a look?"

Jing Rou had been waiting for these words, and said with feigned concern, "That's the only way."

Upon hearing the voice, Murong Peifeng smiled. She and Jing Rou had agreed that he wouldn't respond and that Jing Rou could just come in. So Murong Peifeng simply lifted the veil, and what appeared before him was another face.

Murong Peifeng's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Who are you?"

But he forgot that the person on the bed was unconscious and unable to answer him.

He hurriedly got out of bed, trying to stop Jing Rou from coming in, but it was too late. Jing Rou and many noble ladies had already pushed open the door and entered. As soon as they entered, they saw Murong Peifeng getting dressed.

The noble ladies had never seen such a scene before. They were first startled, then turned their faces away.

To do such a thing in broad daylight is utterly despicable.

"Young Master Murong, what's going on..." Jing Rou asked, surprised. Wasn't it agreed that he would lie in bed and pretend to be drunk and cause trouble? What's going on?

But since things had come to this, Jingrou still followed the plan and asked, "Isn't this the princess's room? Where is the princess?"

When Jing Rou said this, her voice was very loud. She was telling everyone that Jing Anle had already had relations with Murong Peifeng and was no longer a virgin. Only in this way could the marriage between Murong Peifeng and Jing Anle be set in stone!