Transmigrating into a book to save her best friend, her sickly husband vies for her affections every

Hearing "sister" from her ear, Tingyao snapped out of her daze and hurriedly bowed.

Zhao Siwei concealed his true feelings well in public, maintaining the demeanor of a prince. He gestured to the three girls that they didn't need to be so polite, nodded slightly, and said courteously, "I'm sorry to have frightened the three young ladies. My father heard that Old Master Meng was ill and sent me to come and see him."

The girls came in through the side door to pay their respects to Old Madam Meng, while Zhao Siwei came in through the main door to visit Old Master Meng; they took the same route.

Zhao Siwei did not say a word and followed Meng Qindun ahead.

The three girls could only follow behind at a leisurely pace.

Meng Qindun was a sister-obsessed girl and also the Seventh Prince's study companion, so she had a good relationship with the princes and spoke without much restraint. "Ninth Prince, I heard that you and Prince Zhang have a good relationship."

"Why do I hear that he and I have a good relationship? If it weren't for the Empress Dowager's decree, he would still have to help me copy books for several more years," Zhao Siwei said with a smile.

"What kind of girl does Prince Zhang like?" Meng Qindun asked cautiously.

Zhao Siwei was heartbroken, "Your store doesn't have the style he wants, so give up."

Meng Qindun: "It's alright, it can be changed." He knew that his sister admired Zhang Zhan, and the Meng and Zhang families were considered a good match, so he naturally wanted to do his best for his sister.

Zhao Siwei hit the nail on the head a second time, saying, "You can pretend for a while, but you can't pretend forever. Zhang Zhan hates pretending."

The three tails following behind could hear it very clearly.

"What does he mean by this!" Meng** was particularly unhappy. "So he's the only one who's close to Zhang Zhan! He's shameless, using his power to bully Zhang Zhan into doing his homework."

"Miss Meng, be careful what you say," Ji Anzhi whispered. How could she discuss the royal family in front of everyone? Saying too much could cost her her life.

“Your Highness is right.” Tingyao nodded seriously. “Judging from Zhang Zhan’s otherworldly appearance, he is not someone that ordinary people can touch.”

Zhao Siwei's words were meant for Meng**'s ears, and they were very well said.

Tingyao dies every time she recalls Meng**'s humble, persistent, and desperate behavior in her past life.

Ji Anzhi: ? ? ?

No wonder you two sisters are so close.

However, she glanced at Meng**, who was walking away with a swagger.

This person has no manners or etiquette whatsoever; he's going to cause a huge disaster.

Zhao Siwei continued, "Zhang Zhan will only get annoyed if you keep pestering him. If he suddenly changes his opinion of you, it's only because he's found you useful. He only sees you as a gentle and good-natured young master, but when he starts cursing, he's so filthy you won't even know how to complain."

He was willing to risk his life. In his past life, Zhang Zhan had only been after Meng**'s power; otherwise, why would he have offered to make her his concubine? Love? Love my ass!

This stubborn, rebellious daughter deserves a thunderbolt from the heavens to wake her up.

Meng Qindun deliberately brought up a sore spot, "Why haven't I seen His Highness the Ninth Prince and Prince Zhang together lately?"

They're really like siblings; everything they say makes Zhao Siwei unhappy, and right now they're too lazy to say a single word.

Zhao Siwei said impatiently, "Mind your own business."

Tingyao, standing behind, frowned slightly.

As expected, she was unwilling to get close to Zhang Zhan anymore, and didn't even want to hear the name Zhang Zhan. She had been hurt too deeply by Zhang Zhan in her past life.

Finally, he killed Zhang Zhan with his own hands, acting as if he couldn't believe Zhang Zhan would die at his hands. He returned to his mansion as if nothing had happened, and then burst into tears. No matter how much she knocked on the door, he refused to open it, and she became even more dependent on him.

It's not that I love her more now, it's just that I've given her the part of myself that I depend on Zhang Zhan.

“Young Master Meng is right. We haven’t seen the Ninth Prince and Prince Zhang coming and going together for the past two or three months.” Ji Anzhi also wondered. “There are quite a few people saying in private that Prince Zhang has chosen to support the Crown Prince and therefore wants to distance himself from the Ninth Prince.”

Meng blinked. "It must be some other misunderstanding." She knew the plot too; it wasn't time for the two to part ways yet. "Maybe Zhao Siwei did something wrong, and Zhang Zhan got tired of cleaning up his mess."

She remembered that the author of the original book had mentioned that when Zhao Siwei began to suspect Zhang Zhan, something happened and he was beaten by his father and mother. Zhang Zhan took the hits for him and was almost beaten to death. Zhao Siwei was sad and felt guilty, and his first suspicion of Zhang Zhan disappeared.

She was amazed when she saw it, exclaiming how awesome Zhang Zhan's move was. Before Zhao Siwei awakened, he was just a naive and innocent older brother in front of Zhang Zhan.

Tingyao dared not nod, as she had no idea what Zhao Siwei's true feelings were for Zhang Zhan.

What's certain is that if Zhang Zhan hadn't died, he would have been killed by the Marquis's mansion and the Crown Prince's palace working together; he probably would have already done it.

No, that's not right. She remembered chatting with Zhao Siwei before bed in her past life. The topic was whether she would shoot Zhang Zhan if she could do it all over again. Zhao Siwei was so silent that she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, Zhao Siwei looked at the ceiling and said to her, "I find it unbelievable that I could kill him."

Even a random answer is still an answer.

After paying their respects to Old Madam Meng and returning to the courtyard, Meng** immediately took out three sets of casual clothes and warmly invited the two of them to go out and play.

"Young Master Zhang is holding a poetry gathering in the West Garden today. Let's go take a look; the scenery outside the garden is quite beautiful."

Ji Anzhi asked, puzzled, "We can go out openly and honestly, why do we..." She stopped there, pointing to the maid's clothes, "...sneak around?"

Tingyao's expression was serious. "The person who hosted the event is your father's rival. Not long ago, they impeached your father in court, causing him to be fined. Your grandfather's illness was also caused by this incident. How dare you?"

Ji Anzhi glared and immediately said, "You absolutely can't go. If word gets out, your whole family will be ridiculed in the capital because of your actions. Zhang Zhan attends many banquets. In the future, when I go to a banquet where he is, I will definitely bring you along. Don't go today."

Meng** said coldly, "It was my father who made a mistake by embezzling disaster relief funds. My grandfather was angered by my father, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Ji Anzhi: ...

Meng** didn't take in any of the points she made.

She was completely infatuated with Zhang Zhan.

Tingyao tried to reason with her: "This has nothing to do with whether your father did something wrong, but what will happen if you, the eldest daughter of the Meng family, go? The whole capital knows that your father and the organizer are at odds, yet you insist on going, and even sneakily go to Zhang Zhan. Are you trying to become the talk of the town this year?"

Ji Anzhi continued to explain her words and reasoning to Meng**.

“If you go, most people will think you're going because you like Zhang Zhan, but those who are more discerning will think you're going to pledge allegiance to the Crown Prince on behalf of the Meng family.”

"Currently, Zhang Zhan only publicly acknowledges that he is the Crown Prince's study companion. He does not accept any official positions offered to him by the Crown Prince and has said that he will step down once the Crown Prince comes of age."

“Zhang Zhan has repeatedly emphasized to the outside world that he has a closer relationship with the Ninth Prince. If you go like this, people will think that you not only sided with the Crown Prince, but also harmed Zhang Zhan and sowed discord between Zhang Zhan and the Ninth Prince.”

"Did you understand? Zhang Zhan is the point of balance between the Ninth Prince and the Crown Prince. Because the Pingyang Marquis's mansion controls the closest 20,000 troops in the capital, any prince who has designs on a high position in the Mingtang wants to take it for himself."

"The Crown Prince desperately wants to get his hands on it, but Zhang Zhan is just waiting for the Ninth Prince to say 'Come here'. The Ninth Prince doesn't even need to say anything; he can just beckon and Zhang Zhan will skip over there, and he might even take some of the Crown Prince's capable people with him!"

"But if His Highness suspects Zhang Zhan of betraying him, he might not dare to kill Zhang Zhan right now, but he would dare to kill the person who tried to sow discord between the two of them!"

It was rare for Ji Anzhi to speak with such excitement, "Miss Meng, Sister Meng, please think it through before you go."

“But I have to go find him,” Meng said softly, glancing guiltily at Tingyao. “My jade pendant is in his hands.”

Tingyao almost bit her tongue: "What? Didn't I give it to you that day?"

Ji Anzhi felt that Tingyao had lost her temper and spoke up to control the situation, "This is simple, just send someone to find him and get it back. Why do you have to go in person? You can't go, no one is allowed to go."