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

Then, Yan Yuezhu knelt down.

Tingyao: !!!

Zhao Siwei frowned.

Yan Yuezhu's eyes were brimming with tears, and her voice was trembling with sobs.

"Your Highness, spare me! Your Highness, please don't tell my family, otherwise, otherwise..."

Shocking gossip! A truly shocking revelation!

Tingyao's eyes widened.

How dare you?

Why are you acting recklessly when you have a relative who is an empress?

If you don't handle this emergency well, your whole family will be ridiculed.

Empress Yan and the Crown Prince will both be nailed to the pillar of shame.

No, sister, what kind of gigolo did you get scammed by?

It was Zhao Siwei who helped her resolve her doubts.

Zhao Siwei said, "That retainer has a life on his hands, so he can't participate in the imperial examinations and can only rely on the Crown Prince. Your family will absolutely not allow you to have such a husband. As for me, I can help you, but you have to do something for me."

Tingyao sighed inwardly.

Another story about someone obsessed with love.

Why, why is this happening...?

Are girls these days so easy to fool?

In the blink of an eye, Yan Yuezhu took the things Zhao Siwei had given her, clearly already making a foolish move, and then added a classic line, "This really won't harm my family, will it?"

Tingyao almost vomited blood after hearing this.

She really is someone who doesn't exist for love!

“No, it’s not a big deal,” Zhao Siwei said. “You’ve seen the contents yourself. It’s just that your family can’t interfere in the affairs of the North.”

The explanation was vague, and those who didn't understand were naturally misled.

Seeing Yan Yuezhu sneak away with the letter, Tingyao shook her head.

Zhao Siwei said, "If I hadn't met Meng** in her past life, I wouldn't dare to do this. The power of being love-struck is formidable. But in this life, it seems like Meng** isn't interested in Zhang Zhan anymore. Could it be that she's fallen for another man?"

"do not know."

Zhao Siwei crossed his arms. "Don't know? If you end up with someone worse than Zhang Zhan, I bet you won't even be able to cry."

If Meng** were to suffer any harm, Tingyao would likely follow him.

“She still judges by appearances,” Tingyao said. “The main thing is that your brother did win a lot of money from me, so she’s fixated on me winning.”

Zhao Siwei: "I told you Zhang Zhan is really good at playing cards, but none of you believed me. This kid looks deceiving. Everyone thinks he's a good boy. I'm the good boy, and you all think I'm a scoundrel."

Tingyao: "So Zhang Zhan is a scoundrel in your heart."

Zhao Siwei: ...

After a moment of silence, Zhao Siwei spoke first, "You won't trick me into making Xu Tutu empress again later, will you?"

Tingyao, however, sensed something else in those words. "Oh, you've thought it through?"

Is this a sign that they're ready for battle?

Having this awareness means you're at least halfway to success.

“No, I just want to take it one step at a time,” Zhao Siwei said. “Didn’t you say you didn’t want to be empress? If you do, I’ll think about it carefully.”

When Zhao Siwei's mind starts working, he becomes extremely dangerous.

This time, the choice was directly handed over to Tingyao.

If you become the empress, I will become the emperor.

If you don't want to be the emperor, then being the Ninth Imperial Concubine is also a good option.

Is this love?

This is a huge pit.

Tingyao: "Then let's wait and see. What will happen to the Yan family after this letter is sent? How much does the Crown Prince know?"

Zhao Siwei said, "The Crown Princess is very fond of her younger sister Yan Yuezhu, so she must not know about this matter. Otherwise, she will lose her childishness. Needless to say, the Crown Prince will not know. He will personally deal with the Yan family later so that he will not feel guilty."

The way to completely separate Zhao Sicong from the Yan family is to let Zhao Sicong deal with the Yan family.

Tingyao hummed in agreement, seeing that he was holding her hands.

"Let's live this life well."

Tingyao nodded.

She received a light kiss on the forehead, and a slight smile appeared on her face.

"You didn't say it was okay."

Tingyao: "Okay."

A hint of doubt flickered in Zhao Siwei's eyes.

Tingyao: "Do you want me to swear an oath to you?"

"No need," Zhao Siwei said.

Tingyao touched his face, and then heard Zhao Siwei say, "I swear God will hear me. If there's anything I've done wrong, just tell me."

When Tingyao returned to the Ji family home, she was summoned by Old Madam Ji.

"Didn't I tell you that if His Highness really chose you today, if you were his principal wife, I should immediately tell His Majesty that His Highness was engaged, and if you were to be his concubine, I should tell His Highness privately? What did you do?"

Grandma Ji was truly furious, coughing incessantly. The nanny beside her was patting her back to help her catch her breath, advising Grandma Ji not to get angry, as it would harm her health.

Tingyao knelt down and kowtowed to Old Madam Ji.

She thought of many excuses, and even refused Zhao Siwei's offer to come with her.

“Grandmother, I like him.”

"I knew it! How could you be hanging out with Meng**? It seems you both have men on your minds and don't care about anything else!" Old Mrs. Ji was furious.

“Grandmother, the Bai family is fighting on the front lines. My selection is inevitable and cannot be changed. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for the royal family to tell them I have a fiancé at a time like this?”

"The royal family will only say, 'Why didn't you say so sooner?'"

"Get out of here!" Old Mrs. Ji's heart ached terribly. "I've made a fool of myself for you. Yes, I don't dare to go against the royal family. But let me tell you, if you marry Zhao Siwei, our relationship as grandmother and grandson will end. Even if I die, don't come to my grave, and don't burn paper money or incense for me. I won't accept it!"

“Grandmother.” Tingyao knelt down and stepped forward. “Grandmother, just liking him is not enough to support my marriage to him. What is the situation outside? How long can our Ji family stay out of it? Grandmother knows how many years I have suffered in the Ji family. Grandmother, marrying Zhao Siwei is not Zhao Siwei choosing me, it is me choosing him.”

"I don't care." Old Mrs. Ji was furious ever since she heard the news. "There are still seven days left. I don't care what methods you use. If this marriage really goes through, don't come to see me. I'll pretend I don't have a granddaughter like you!"

"Get out of here! Men, throw her out! She's not allowed to come here again!"

Tingyao was pulled up by the two old women, wanting to continue speaking.

"Young lady, please say less. You can't upset the old lady."

With those words, Tingyao shut her mouth completely.

Once outside the courtyard, Tingyao saw Yang looking at her.

"Let me speak to you, Madam. You should prepare well for your marriage to the Ninth Prince. Although everyone knows that the Ninth Prince chose you because of His Majesty, the people he chose today are probably not people he likes. However, once you are married into the family, he will definitely respect you."

"If you can give birth to a child quickly, regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl, you'll be considered to have a stable position. Don't worry, with the Ji family around, no one can bully you. You have your maternal family."

Tingyao said thank you.

Back in the courtyard, Tingyao didn't even have time to rest before Dou Shi brought her to make clothes.

"The Ministry of Rites will be here soon, and the Imperial Palace will be here later."

These are things that Tingyao experienced in her previous life; the rules and regulations are truly complicated.

However, as long as you do it well, your reputation and word-of-mouth will follow.

To show his affection for Tingyao, Zhao Siwei specially invited her to enjoy the flowers in the suburbs over two days.

Both of them had a little tail attached to them.

We all know each other well, so there's no need to be secretive.

Zhang Zhan: "Sister-in-law is so lucky."

"I am truly blessed to have you as my brother-in-law," Tingyao said. "If your ninth brother takes good care of you, I, as your sister-in-law, will also treat you well."

Zhang Zhan rolled his eyes at her, "You're really not pretending anymore."

“You’re the one who’s finally stopped pretending,” Meng retorted.

Zhang Zhan: "Miss Meng is not me. You are already married. Be polite to your savior. What kind of manners did your family teach you?"

Zhang Zhan could guess why Meng** liked him—it was because of his face. He didn't know why Meng** suddenly disliked him, but he was secretly pleased.

He found the girls' dislike more beneficial than their affection.

Meng** immediately lost her arrogance, "Zhao Siwei, what's wrong with your brother? How did you raise him? He has no manners at all towards girls!"

Zhao Siwei, who was finally able to speak, smiled and said, "Just curse back. I remember you're pretty good at cursing too." He pulled Tingyao aside and said that the flowers over there were pretty, and then threw away the two tug-of-war.

Zhang Zhan tried to follow, but Meng** raised her hand to block his way. "Be sensible. Your brother won't abandon you just because he married your sister-in-law. Don't sneak around while they're building their relationship."

Meng** said, "I will protect and safeguard the wealth and prosperity of my sisters."

Zhang Zhan looked at Meng** and said, "How can you laugh now? You're old enough to get married. Zhao Siwei only saved you for a month, but now no one is going to save you. Maybe your family will start arranging marriages for you again."

Meng** said, "Zhang Luo? You're trying to scare me. You really can't scare me. Once my precious Baozi becomes the Ninth Imperial Concubine, she can be my shield."

"How much influence do you think Ji Tingyao can have on your marriage? Your father is a second-rank official. He can really disregard Zhao Jiu's feelings, but it's your marriage after all. You're overestimating the power of a prince's principal wife."

Meng**'s face gradually lost all color.

She didn't miss her family. Her cousin's family was still away, and now that he was married, she really wouldn't be able to see Tingyao anymore.

Why is it that this plot development doesn't benefit her at all?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhang Zhan walked past her and went inside.

Meng stood there stunned for a long while, then said, "Zhang Zhan, why don't you go all the way and help them to the end!"

Zhang Zhan didn't give him a single extra word.

Meng** said, "I'll ask Zhao Jiu for help. Zhao Jiu is also asking you to use your brain."

Zhang Zhan didn't even glance at her.

Enjoying flowers while having a meal.

Tingyao served the rice and first placed it in front of Zhang Zhan.

Let's shut this king of trash talk up first.

Meng** immediately snorted, and Zhao Siwei gave her an extra chicken leg.

Actually, Meng** is quite cute when she's not flitting around Zhang Zhan like a little bee.

Zhang Zhan: "So you're starting to fawn over me now?"

Tingyao: "Yes."

Zhang Zhan is someone you absolutely cannot offend, or it will put Zhao Siwei in a difficult position.

Zhao Siwei served Tingyao vegetables and then said, "My father wants to bestow the title of king upon me."

Meng spat out a mouthful of soup.

Tingyao took a handkerchief and wiped her face. "Becoming a king?"

Zhao Siwei said, "Yes, I mentioned it briefly, but I politely declined."

Zhang Zhan: "Why refuse? If you're sick, I'll get Zhong Youling to treat you."

“Showing your face too quickly could lead to trouble,” Tingyao said proactively. “Right now, Your Highness should seek stability. First, deal with the Yan family so that you can have some real merit in front of His Majesty. Second, you can’t offend the Duke of Xu’s mansion. See what other benefits they can offer, but don’t agree to them. Or, make empty promises to the Xu family and send Zhang Zhan over.”

Zhang Zhan followed closely behind, choking back. Zhao Siwei patted him on the back and said to Tingyao, "I would never do such a thing. This kid might just go for it himself. He's the kind of person you described who's very ambitious. With his mindset, there's nothing he can't do. But he likes to mess around. If you're not careful, he'll do something that will make you furious."

"Don't think too highly of him, or that he's too clever for his own good; he's just pure..."

Zhao Siwei pondered for a moment and thought of the most suitable adjective that Tingyao had mentioned in his previous life.

"Heart accelerator."

Tingyao held her forehead.

Zhang Zhan didn't understand, but he felt it wasn't a nice thing to say. "Now you don't even talk badly about people behind their backs anymore?"

Meng** caught her breath and asked, "Yeah, what are you guys doing with Xu Tutu?"

“You may not take Xu Tutu seriously, but Xu Tutu’s father isn’t stupid.”

Tingyao: "Xu Tutu's father can reason with her and appeal to her emotions, but what's terrifying are the other people around Xu Tutu."

Zhao Siwei: "If all else fails, we can arrange a marriage for her. There's always a way. Nothing has happened yet, so why are you all looking so worried?"

Tingyao nodded. "Xu Tutu has finished speaking. She has finished talking about the matter of being conferred the title of king. What else is there to say?"

Zhao Siwei said, "After you marry me, you will live in the inner palace. I have seen my palace, and as you all know, it is only the size of a palm."

When the two married in their previous life, Zhao Siwei and Zhang Zhan had a rather strained relationship, so...

Tingyao knew what Zhao Siwei was going to say.

He immediately said, "No, no need."

Zhang Zhan's room was right next to Zhao Siwei's. If she married into the family, they definitely couldn't live together. What would people think if word got out? So in her previous life, she rearranged the room.

Anyway, there's no room for Zhang Zhan anymore.

This is absolutely unacceptable. If Zhang Zhan were to burn the house down, he wouldn't be allowed to live there anymore.

Although Zhang Zhan has now entered the palace and is staying overnight, the room still needs to be reserved for him.

Zhao Siwei still spoke up, and after he finished, Meng** raised his hand, "Then I can stay here!"

Zhang Zhan didn't say anything, "Then I want the small courtyard in your study."

Zhao Siwei slammed his fist on the table. "Are you two bandits?"

His palace is located in only two prime locations.

Tingyao recalled Zhao Siwei's words, "From now on, the four of us will live a good life together." She couldn't help but laugh.

After the commotion, Zhao Siwei got angry and told Zhang Zhan and Meng** that if they wanted to stay, they had to pay, which angered the two of them so much that they ate in silence.

He dusted off his sleeves and went outside. Tingyao watched the koi fish beside him and said, "Those two are infuriating."

"Both of them are naturally quick-witted."

The two are now completely on opposing sides, so we can put that aside for now.