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

Tingyao and Ji Anzhi were sent home.

Tingyao was really tired, so she simply went to bed for a nap.

"Sister, sleep peacefully. As long as Meng** comes home, she will definitely be fine." Ji Anzhi lay down beside her in bed, lit some calming incense for her, told Shishi to keep a close eye on her, and then got up to leave.

Tingyao was not sleeping soundly. She felt a coolness on her cheek and a familiar scent at the tip of her nose. She opened her eyes instantly.

It really was Zhao Siwei.

She stood up and asked, "Is your knee alright? Let me check."

Zhao Siwei pressed her hand down, shook his head with a smile, and said "It's nothing." He then flipped her collar with his fingers to make sure she was alright before he felt relieved. "I'm sorry, but only in this way can you and Meng** be separated."

Tingyao noticed that he was in a low mood, so she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

He pulled her back into his arms, gently rubbing his cheek against her hair. The scent of her breath was so soothing. "Once this scene is over, Zhang Zhan won't dare to approach Meng**, and Meng** will be much more well-behaved."

"What's next?" Tingyao asked.

Zhao Siwei hugged her and said, "At the palace banquet, I will help you gain the approval of my mother and Zhao Fu'er."

Tingyao was helpless.

We should still choose her as the principal wife.

"You don't want to?" Zhao Siwei muttered.

Tingyao leaned on his shoulder, "I thought you would investigate why *** gave up on you."

Why should a latecomer surpass the old one?

“Because Zhang Zhan is ambitious,” Zhao Siwei said sarcastically. “I’m too complacent.”

Well, because the newcomers are scrambling and grabbing at it.

Tingyao felt there was more to it than that. "Isn't there more to the story? Why did Her Highness choose you instead of the Crown Prince? Her sudden abandonment of you must have a secret she's hiding. Perhaps Zhang Zhan knows this secret. What I mean is, why don't you make good use of Zhang Zhan?"

“I took advantage of it,” Zhao Siwei said.

Tingyao sat up straight and looked at him with a cold gaze.

Zhao Siwei said very seriously, "Really, didn't we get along very well today?"

Tingyao: "When you two were on good terms, what did you call him? What have you been calling him lately?"

Zhao Siwei felt like he'd been poked in the tail, "Just thinking about what he might do in the future makes me—"

“So what?” Tingyao stared at him. “Zhao Siwei, if you don’t handle your relationship with Zhang Zhan well, the storm will come faster than in your last life. Your mother named you Wei (危) so that you would be prepared for danger even in times of peace. Right now, you are just using someone else to do your dirty work.”

Tingyao hit the nail on the head.

“Zhang Zhan, Xu Tutu, and *** are all people you can’t easily offend right now. The power they wield is now helping you without any regrets.”

"Zhao Siwei, don't narrow your own path."

After Tingyao finished speaking, she was already bracing herself for alarm bells going off in her head.

Huh, there's not a sound at all.

Very quiet.

Zhao Siwei remained silent.

Tingyao could guess his concerns. "You're afraid you can't bear Zhang Zhan's betrayal and stabbing you in the back a second time, so you don't want to act with him anymore, right? But you need to understand one thing: right now, he doesn't know anything. He only remembers that you made him the rightful heir of the Pingyang Marquis's mansion, and all his glory was thanks to your help."

At this stage, Zhang Zhan is truly in a state where he would readily agree to Zhao Siwei's suggestion to use his death to set up a trap.

“Zhao Siwei, now you should quickly fix the things you said were wrong and make all the necessary arrangements so that when the day you fear most comes, you can quietly hide away and let yourself face the bloodshed once again.”

Zhao Siwei: "I can agree to your request to treat Zhang Zhan so well that he betrayed me the day he did, but we can't talk about Xu Tutu."

Tingyao laughed, "Do you think I don't know that you've set traps for everyone? You won't agree to anything in front of me, but you know I'll compromise in discussions with you, so that's why you're so rude to Zhang Zhan?"

He truly has the mind of an emperor; he's just not like the average person.

First, save Ji Anzhi so that she has no further connection with the Crown Prince's concubine.

To teach Meng** the importance of respecting hierarchy, Zhao Fu'er was tasked with taking action.

Distancing myself from Zhang Zhan was meant to make her anxious, thus in order to force her to make concessions.

To deal with Zhang Zhan, they used Zhao Fu'er to make him disappear for three months.

The old sow wears a whole set of bras.

There are so many things that can be planned in three months.

All she can do right now is to quietly observe what Zhao Siwei is going to do in order to think about what kind of emergency plot protection is needed.

This is exactly what the butterfly effect is all about.

A single word or action by an important character can affect the entire plot.

Zhao Siwei has now almost completely changed the opening plot.

Fortunately, after the changes, the people who were supposed to be there are still there, so when it's her turn to make changes in the future, there will be even more people to help her.

However, she is not of a high enough position to command these people.

Therefore, Zhao Siwei wanted her to willingly become his legal wife.

That's really dog-like.

Tingyao's head spun just thinking about it. "You'd better behave yourself lately. After all, you're injured. If the Crown Prince sends you any gifts, be sure to accept them."

"Okay." Zhao Siwei cupped her face and rubbed it. "If I return to the palace today, my mother will probably be angry, so I won't be able to leave the palace for a while."

"I'll think about you every day." Tingyao kissed his cheek.

Reluctantly leaving, Zhao Siwei stumbled upon the Ji family's residence, only to be terrified when Xiaoshu suddenly knelt before him. "Do you know you'll be buried with me if I die? Don't you know how timid I am?"

Xiaoshu shivered and pointed out into the alley.

Zhao Siwei turned around and looked at Zhang Zhan, their eyes meeting.

Zhang Zhan pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "You like Ji Tingyao that much?"

Zhao Siwei's expression was grim. "From now on, I'll kill every one of your informants I see."

“So I had them all leave.” Zhang Zhan’s smile widened. “I looked at the tasks your aunt assigned me, and I can finish them all in a few days. I plan to use the extra time to play with you every day.”

"Get out." Zhao Siwei stepped forward and pointed at him.

Zhang Zhan pried open his fingers. "You probably won't be able to leave the palace tomorrow. Let's go, take me back to the palace with you."

He was determined to see who dared to sow discord.

Zhao Siwei brushed past him and walked out, saying, "If you're so capable, then follow me."

Zhang Zhan understood perfectly well that it would be very easy for Zhao Siwei to shake him off. "Then you can go. I'll just sit here." He walked to the small stool where Xiaoshu had been waiting for Zhao Siwei and sat down, resting his chin on his hand. "Anyway, if you're going to come looking for Ji Tingyao, I can block you here."

"You're a pervert!" Zhao Siwei cursed. "If you ruin Tingyao's reputation, I'll burn down your manor."

“Go ahead, I’m just a prince. The Marquis’s mansion still belongs to my father. I remember it started burning down in my courtyard. I’ve always felt that my courtyard was too small.”

Their eyes met, and Zhao Siwei clenched his fists, suppressing his anger. "If you're going to leave, then leave!"

Zhang Zhan propped himself up on his knees and straightened the jade pendant at his waist.

"I almost forgot, where's Meng**'s jade pendant? Give it to me."

Zhang Zhan asked in confusion, "I didn't take her jade pendant."

"Stop pretending. Meng** came to find you just to get the jade pendant back. You took what was a young lady's most personal possession for yourself. Have you no shame?"

Zhang Zhan was horrified. "Slander! If I take her jade pendant, I won't live past today."

Zhao Siwei was dumbfounded.

Zhang Zhan realized, "So that's why you were yelling at me about this. You suspected that I accepted Meng**'s personal jade pendant and was doing business with the Meng family, but you didn't tell me. You wanted to use the Meng family as a pledge of allegiance to the Crown Prince, right?"

Zhao Siwei: ? ? ?

Zhang Zhan pulled him outside, saying, "Come on, let's go and explain things to Meng** right now."

Zhao Siwei: !!!