The princess was ordained by Heaven.

[She and Qin Shuheng, one actively seducing the other, the other willingly taking the bait, the two with similar interests were having a great time together, and were even thinking about going to the Dong family for some excitement.]

Just before we came in, Wang Shiya was complaining that Dong Yan was a dullard, not as imposing and resourceful as Qin Shuheng.

Dong Xi: Wow, my dear eldest son is such a terrible bastard.

Qin Shuheng even gave Wang Shiya advice, teaching her how to kill Dong Yan's wife and take her place.

[That's true. Dong Yan doesn't care about his wife, so it's normal for him to be a little ruthless towards her. It just seems a bit too heartless.]

Dong Yan: When did he ever say he didn't care about his wife?

Okay, he admitted that he was usually a bit cold-hearted, but he would never take his wife's life.

Regardless, since she married him, it was his responsibility. Even if there was no love between them, he would still give her the rights that a legal wife should have.

However, he withdrew his hand that was about to unbutton his clothes: "Since you know you were wrong, learn from this lesson and don't do it again."

Dong Xi, who had somehow somehow made his way to the door, grinned wildly: "I knew the princess was the lucky star of the Great Yong Dynasty."

Lord Yuan nodded: "I think so too."

Wang Shiya screamed in disbelief, "Cousin..."

Dong Yan: No.

He thought for a moment, then, fearing she might go crazy, he took a few steps back.

Zheng Xun watched in amazement.

[Oh? Your eyes are healed?]

[Such a quick change of heart, she's obviously fickle.]

Dong Yan broke down: This isn't right, that isn't right, what exactly do you want from me?

Wang Shiya reached out to grab him, but all that was revealed was a pale, white arm. With so many people around, she withdrew her hand.

"Cousin, you can't abandon me! I'm pregnant with your child!"

Jing Shu: Wow.

Qin Shuheng: Exciting.

Dong Yan's hand trembled: "What did you say?"

Wang Shiya bit her lip and lowered her head shyly: "I'm pregnant with your child, cousin."

Haha, she probably doesn't know that her good cousin gave her medication so she won't be able to have children for the next few years.

Oh dear, look at all that affection, it's all been wasted!

Dong Xi: Dong Yan seems to be having some mental issues. Should we go back and give his other children a little push?

Dong Yan suddenly realized that he was a joke. He thought he was being affectionate, but who knows how the other person might be laughing at him for being foolish.

"Shiya, you have no idea how long I felt guilty for not being able to protect you last time?"

For her sake, he began to do everything in his power to gain the right to speak, so that he could protect her properly next time.

But what about her?

She crushed and trampled his sincere heart.

He closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

"You'd better watch yourself." With those words, he gave her a deep look, then turned and left.

Wang Shiya wanted to call out to him, but she knew he already knew she was lying.

He won't turn back.

As he reached the door, Dong Yan met Dong Xi's worried gaze and managed a weak smile.

"father……"

"Can you see clearly?"

"See clearly."

"Then live your life well. You are still young and have a long future ahead of you."

Zheng Xun shook his head.

Being love-struck is definitely not a good thing.

The emperor, standing behind her, suddenly said, "Don't follow his example."

Zheng Xun chuckled: "Your daughter isn't stupid either."

“Dong Yan is a man; if he misjudged someone, he could still make amends. But you are a woman; if a woman makes a mistake in matters of love…”

He suddenly stopped halfway through his speech.

Not right either.

Zheng Xun is his daughter. As long as he lives, no shackle in the world can bind her.

He decisively changed his approach: "Don't follow his example, or your father will laugh at you."

"Then you won't have that chance."

Jing Shu had just witnessed another exciting spectacle and felt she had made a huge profit. She no longer wanted to stay there and look at Qin Shuheng's repulsive face.

Not wanting to disturb Zheng Xun and his group, she left with the people who had come with her.

Lu Tang was still somewhat reluctant to part, repeatedly turning back to look at the Crown Prince, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

The crown prince paid him no attention, and looked tenderly at his own father and sister: "Are you hungry?"

Zheng Xun asked reluctantly, "Do we want to eat here?"

Knowing her concerns, the Crown Prince smiled helplessly and said, "I have a private room in the Zhenwei Pavilion that only I can use, and everything inside is for my exclusive use."

The emperor was somewhat surprised: "You have silver?"

The Crown Prince lowered his head in embarrassment: "No, but this Zhenwei Pavilion is my second brother's property, and he has always taken good care of me."

Zheng Xun: !

Should have thought of it earlier.

The emperor became interested: "Then let's eat here."

The shopkeeper, who had been keeping a close eye on them from a distance, saw the prince beckoning and quickly jogged over.

The crown prince stopped him from bowing and ordered, "Serve your best dishes."

The shopkeeper had just been so badly humiliated by Qin Shuheng and his group that he was almost overjoyed to see that the Crown Prince showed no sign of disdain or blame.

Zhenwei Pavilion has made a name for itself in the capital, which is naturally due to its unique features.

Zheng Xun was initially very disgusted, but once the dishes were served, he ate them with great relish.

Of course, in ancient times when spices were not plentiful, the dishes made could not compare to the delicacies of the pre-apocalyptic era.

But she's already been through the apocalypse, what else is there to be picky about?

As a result, after witnessing her appetite, the emperor and the crown prince, just like Jianyang, began to suspect that she hadn't been eating enough before.

Zheng Xun was completely unaware of the two men's intentions. She ate as much as the dishes were served, cleaning every single plate.

When she finally came out of Zhenwei Pavilion, her expression remained unchanged, showing no sign that she had just eaten enough food to barely finish the meal that would have taken four pigs.

The Crown Prince, still in shock, only came to his senses when he heard Eunuch Li ask them where they wanted to go next.

Zheng Xun thought about it and realized that he knew nothing about the capital.

She decisively opened the gossip system and started looking for any fun places nearby.

Well, although the system doesn't have the functionality of Baidu, she can still see where there are lots of gossip.

A lot of melons means a lot of people are going, so it must be interesting.

First, she ruled out brothels and teahouses, and finally, her gaze settled on a place called Plum Garden.

"I heard there's a literary gathering at Plum Garden today, why don't we go check it out?"

The Crown Prince hesitated, "Plum Garden is in the suburbs of the capital..."

The emperor frowned as he looked at his daughter, who was rubbing her hands together eagerly.

He looked at Li Zhuo, clearly hesitant as well.

But seeing Zheng Xun's enthusiasm, he couldn't bear to refuse.

"Then let's go."

They borrowed a carriage from Jianyang's residence, and with Jianyang himself joining in the fun, the group arrived at the outskirts of the capital in about 15 minutes.

The luncheon had just ended, and the main event of the literary gathering had not yet begun; their arrival was perfectly timed.

However, a visiting card was required to enter the plum garden, which they did not have.

The so-called literary gatherings generally included three types of people: students and writers, talented women, and the powerful and wealthy.

The literary gathering is a way for the first two types of people to showcase themselves in order to catch the eye of the third type of people.

They belong to the third category, so in theory, getting in shouldn't be a problem.

The prince jumped off the carriage: "I'll go ask."