Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

As soon as Yang Susu finished speaking, Leng Yue walked in quickly.

"Miss, the imperial edict from the palace has arrived, appointing you as the Princess of King Jing, choosing an auspicious date for your wedding, and moving into the King Jing's mansion."

Yang Susu raised her eyebrows: "Princess Jing? Didn't Concubine Xiao say the concubine of Prince Jing?"

Leng Yue continued, "Someone in the palace is talking about it. I heard that last night, Prime Minister Zhou came into the palace and knelt outside the emperor's study for a long time."

Yang Susu understood: "No wonder, Yang Rongxin has such a huge prime minister's mansion behind her.

Besides, she would not be content to be just a concubine, nor would she be a down-to-earth Princess of King Jing, after all, King Jing is also a king and the son of the Emperor."

Wangyou, who was standing by, thought of Yang Rongxin's horrible look last night, and couldn't help but light a candle for Jun Minrong in his heart.

At this time, Leng Feng hurried in with a large stack of cloth in his hands.

"Miss, I just went out to the street, and everyone outside was talking about the eldest lady's marriage to Prince Jing. Some people said that Prince Jing was not kind and stole his own brother's woman. Some people said that the eldest lady was fickle, having an affair with Prince Duan while hooking up with Prince Jing. Some people laughed at Prince Duan's incompetence and couldn't win over his own brother. There were all kinds of opinions, and it was very lively."

Yang Susu smiled, looking at the fruit while listening to Leng Feng's report.

Leng Feng continued, "And the young master of the Earl's Mansion, early this morning, he brought several carts of betrothal gifts to the Grand Tutor's Mansion. I heard that he prepared all those betrothal gifts overnight."

Yang Susu nodded: "It's quite fast, it shows that he is serious about it."

She turned to look at Qingyu who was lowering her head and said calmly, "You stayed in your room all day, so you shouldn't know that at Concubine Xiao's birthday banquet yesterday, the emperor made all the princes kings, right?"

"Jun Minhuai was named Prince Duan, and Prince Jing was Jun Minrong. Yang Rongxin was framed and lost her virginity to Prince Jing at Concubine Xiao's birthday banquet last night."

"Prince Duan wants the power of the General's Mansion. Now, there is no one else he can marry except Yang Rongyan."

She smiled at Qingyu and said, "Look, even without you, Yang Rongyan can still arrange everything well."

She stood up and patted Qingyu's shoulder: "I'm going out for a while, do you want to come with me?"

Qingyu shook her head. She didn't want to go out now.

"Then go back and prepare yourself. After lunch, I will take you to the palace."

Qingyu looked up and asked doubtfully: "Enter the palace?"

"The Queen wants to see you, Leng Feng, go give Qingyu some clothes later."

Leng Feng bowed and said, "Yes."

Qingyu: "Miss Third, why does the Queen want to see me?"

Yang Susu: “I don’t know”

Then Yang Susu took Wangyou out of Whispering Courtyard.

In a teahouse, the storyteller vividly described the most talked-about issue at the moment, that Yang Rongxin, the eldest daughter of the Yang family, had become the consort of King Jing.

"Prince Duan and Prince Jing were both born to Concubine Xiao. Now, because of the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, the brothers have turned against each other. It's really a disaster caused by a beautiful woman..."

"Who says it's not true? I heard that Prince Duan almost killed Prince Jing in the palace last night. He is cuckolded. If I were Prince Duan, I would also kill Prince Jing with a sword..."

"What do you know? This Prince Jing is very scheming. He usually follows Prince Duan, but at the critical moment, he directly cut off the firewood and seized the eldest daughter of the Yang family and the military power of the general's mansion..."

Yang Susu was in a very good mood as she listened to the conversations in the teahouse.