My stepsister tried to steal the prince's hand in marriage, but little did she know I had been

King Jing made three promises!

If she possesses these qualities, whether it's avenging her mother or simply living a more comfortable life in the future than in her previous life.

Therefore, after only a moment's hesitation, Wen Shuyao agreed.

“My first request,” Wen Shuyao raised her eyes and met Xie Jinghan’s gaze, “I want to be Princess Jing.”

Her voice was firm and resolute.

Xie Jinghan was taken aback at first, and then a hint of a smile appeared in his indifferent peach blossom eyes.

“This is not a request,” Xie Jinghan said. “I have always wanted you to be my queen.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuyao was stunned for a long time.

She stared blankly ahead, Xie Jinghan's handsome face making her dizzy.

What does it mean to have already decided on something?

Wen Shuyao never thought highly of herself. She knew that Xie Jinghan must have found something useful in her to say those words.

but……

This was a great opportunity for her.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Xie Jinghan: "Is Your Highness truly telling the truth?"

Xie Jinghan looked at her as well. In her clear eyes, there was no shyness, but rather a sense of eagerness.

"Of course," Xie Jinghan replied simply. "A gentleman's word is his bond."

"As long as Miss Wen is willing, the position of Princess Consort of Jing can be reserved for Miss Wen at any time."

Xie Jinghan has never cared about the choice of his princess consort.

But when he saw that scene in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he felt that if there were to be a princess, she should be a bold and meticulous woman like Wen Shuyao.

Therefore, he turned a blind eye to the secret marriage exchange by the Duke of Wen's mansion.

Wen Shuyao was overjoyed at being given such a huge windfall. The joy in her eyes was almost tangible.

"Your Highness, rest assured," she said firmly. "I will definitely find out the origin of that tattoo for you."

“However…” Wen Shuyao knew how to go with the flow. She clasped her hands together, a pleading look in her beautiful peach blossom eyes, “I don’t have anyone I can use. If I want to investigate this matter, I’m afraid I’ll need Your Highness to provide some manpower.”

"You don't need to worry about this."

In Xie Jinghan's amorous peach blossom eyes, only calmness could be seen.

He exchanged a glance with Wen Shuyao and said, "This matter is fraught with danger, and naturally I will not entrust it to a weak woman like you. I simply need you..."

He originally wanted to say that only Wen Shuyao knew the origin of the tattoo, which showed that Wen Shuyao was taking it very seriously. However, he changed his words to something else.

"Use your brain to investigate this matter. As for the person who will personally go to investigate, I will make the arrangements."

Wen Shuyao's beautiful eyes flickered slightly. She understood the implication, but since Xie Jinghan hadn't said it explicitly, she decided to pretend she didn't know.

So, she smiled and raised her delicate face, curtsied to Xie Jinghan: "Don't worry, I will definitely find the person behind this for you."

That's Madam Wen's lover. If we can really dig deep into his past, Madam Wen will have a good show to watch.

Her eyes were full of smiles as she gazed at Xie Jinghan, as if the person before her was her beloved.

Xie Jinghan's expression remained cold and stern, but the hands behind his back tightened slightly.

The banquet ended, but people were still reluctant to leave.

Today's palace banquet was truly interesting. First, we witnessed the Duchess of Su catching her husband in adultery, and then we saw her severely beating the Duchess of Wen.

It was a rare sight to see two well-known noblewomen from the capital getting into a fight here.

This is why the events at the palace banquet became widely known.

Even on her way back to the palace, Wen Shuyao overheard people discussing the matter by the roadside.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the Duke of Wen's mansion, she saw Granny Lin waiting for her prey.

Lin Mama tore off her disguise, her gaze fixed on Wen Shuyao with extreme sharpness.

"Young Miss, Madam and Master have been waiting for you for a long time."

As she spoke, she carefully looked Wen Shuyao up and down, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw that Wen Shuyao was dressed neatly and had a rosy complexion.

She was involved in Madam Wen's plan from beginning to end.

Today, she clearly saw the palace maid leave with the drunken Wen Shuyao, but everything that happened next was not in Madam Wen's plan.

Thinking of this, Granny Lin became even more vigilant and questioned, "Why is Miss so late?"

Wen Shuyao blinked innocently, her voice still carrying a hint of grievance: "When I came back after sobering up, I found that my father and wife had both left."

"If it weren't for Your Highness's kindness, I'm afraid I would still be waiting for you at the palace gate to pick me up."

Wen Shuyao spoke, which made Granny Lin choke up.

When they left the capital, they certainly didn't consider Wen Shuyao.

"A prince?" Granny Lin caught the key point again. "Which prince?"

“It is indeed Prince Jing.” Wen Shuyao said, her eyes sparkling. “The prince is so kind. When he heard that I was left alone, he sent someone to bring me back. The carriage from Prince Jing’s residence is still waiting outside.”

Upon hearing this, Granny Lin gasped in shock. It was actually Prince Jing?

She thought to herself, cursing Wen Shuyao as a troublesome woman.

Prince Jing and Wen Shuyao already have a marriage agreement. If Wen Shuyao really gets involved with Prince Jing, what will the lady and young lady do?

She absolutely must tell the lady about this!

Just as Granny Lin was pondering this, Wen Shuyao gracefully walked into the mansion.

Catching a glimpse of her retreating figure out of the corner of her eye, Granny Lin hurriedly said, "Madam and Master are waiting for Miss in the ancestral hall. Miss, you should hurry over!"

"I understand." Wen Shuyao waved her hand, her steps light and quick.

Inside the ancestral hall.

Wen Yitong knelt on the ground, fine beads of sweat sliding down her forehead.

But none of the maids serving her dared to step forward.

Today, Duke Wen and his wife went to the palace for a banquet. She wanted to take this opportunity to rest well, but only two hours later, Duke Wen angrily brought his wife to the ancestral hall.

When Wen Yitong saw the handprint on Madam Wen's face, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word and obediently knelt on the prayer mat.

Beside her, Madam Wen, her face grim, was looking out the door.

Duke Wen sat at the head of the table, seemingly deep in thought.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Upon seeing Wen Shuyao, Madam Wen couldn't help but shout sternly, "Why aren't you kneeling down?"

Wen Shuyao was stunned. She glanced at Madam Wen, then at Duke Wen. Seeing that Duke Wen did not respond, she blinked, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What did I do wrong? Why is Madam so angry?" Wen Shuyao sobbed, leaning against the door frame as if she was about to faint.

Duke Wen frowned, seeing Wen Shuyao's weak and helpless appearance, and interrupted Madam Wen: "It may not be her doing it, why are you in such a hurry?"