The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

"Your Highness, Lord Chen is here. He said he wants to see you for something."

The Prince of Wei was practicing calligraphy with his wife when his personal eunuch Cui Wu bowed in to report.

The King of Wei immediately looked displeased: "Don't you know what day it is today? Is there anything that can't be discussed tomorrow?"

Compared to the displeasure of the Prince of Wei, the Princess of Wei, Wen Yanzhen, looked at the Prince of Wei with a gentle gaze and gently consoled him, "Don't be upset, Your Majesty. Maybe Lord Chen has something important to tell you."

"If you go, just say you don't want to see him." The King of Wei was dissatisfied.

Princess Wei said more gently: "Your Majesty, please don't delay your official business for me. Please go see Master Chen. If it is not an important matter, I think Master Chen will not disturb you."

The King of Wei seemed to be persuaded by the Princess of Wei, who said, "I will go see Yun'er first. She may have woken up by now."

Ying Yun, the daughter of King Wei and Queen Wei, is almost two years old and is very much loved in the palace.

When the King of Wei heard the Princess of Wei mention his beloved daughter, his expression softened and he said to her, "Thank you for your hard work, Princess. I will definitely accompany you well next time."

Princess Wei nodded submissively, "I will see you off, Your Majesty."

King Wei waved his hand and said, "No need, I can go by myself."

The King of Wei left, and his wife knelt to see him off.

It was not until the Prince of Wei walked away that the maid Si Bi came forward, wiped the ink-grinding hands of the Princess of Wei, and whispered, "The Prince is too busy. Even the time he spends with the Princess is taken up by his subordinates."

Princess Wei curled her lips and smiled, not caring at all: "It's okay, it's a good thing for him to be busy. If he had nothing to do in the mansion, I would be worried."

Si Bi seemed to have just understood what Princess Wei meant and bowed her head respectfully.

Princess Wei did not go to the ear room to check if her daughter had woken up. This was just an excuse for her to go with the flow.

Princess Wei sat at the desk, thinking about the look on King Wei's face just now, and couldn't help laughing.

It's really laughable that Ying Yan is obviously impatient but still pretends to be a loving couple.

But it’s better this way. As long as Ying Yan is determined to fight for it, she, the Princess of Wei, will only become more noble.

The Crown Princess and even the Queen could become her possession.

"Princess...something happened."

A maid came in quickly from outside, and Si Bi stepped forward and scolded her: "Why are you so flustered!"

The little maid looked at Si Bi fearfully and said hesitantly, "It was someone close to the old master who came to deliver the news."

From the moment this little maid appeared, Princess Wei regained her usual gentle and amiable appearance.

She smiled and said to the little maid, "Come forward and talk slowly."

The little maid stepped forward, knelt in front of Princess Wei, and said, "The fourth young master intended to bully a woman, and was arrested and imprisoned by General Lu. The old master asked the princess to help."

A hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed in the eyes of Princess Wei. It was Wen Xu again!

This thing has more than enough success but more than enough failure!

Grandfather is really getting old and confused. A grandson like this is more valuable dead than alive, so why force him to stay in the world?

Wen Yanzhen is very good at cultivating her Qi. Even though she is extremely angry, her face shows only worry at this moment.

Wen Yanzhen asked, "Do you know whose girl that is?"

The maid hesitated and said, "She is said to be the daughter of the Duke of Ying, but I don't know who she is."

Wen Yanzhen's eyes darkened slightly. What a coincidence.

Her ambitious husband had just sent people to assassinate Jiang Lingyun, and her worthless cousin started to tease Miss Jiang.

Tsk, it seems that her Prince Wei’s Mansion is really in conflict with the Duke of Ying’s Mansion.

Seeing that Princess Wei didn't say anything, Si Bi sent the maid away.

He asked Princess Wei in a low voice: "Princess, what should we do this time?"

Wen Yanzhen said nothing, stood up and walked to the glass vase next to her, and gently stroked the carefully cultivated water lilies on the vase with her slender fingers.

Si Bi didn't say anything either. She followed behind Wen Yanzhen, waiting for her to speak.

Wen Yanzhen nonchalantly lifted up the bud of the water lily and said calmly, "Of course I will help."

"Tomorrow you will go and reply in person, and tell them that I asked my grandfather to go to the Duke of Ying to propose marriage in person, and tell them that no matter who it is, all of my uncle's property will go to the bride."

"I will also make up half of it, and use this as a token of my sincerity to ask for the hand in marriage of the young lady from the Duke of England's mansion."

Si Bi was shocked: "Princess, I'm afraid the Duke of England won't agree."

Wen Yanzhen smiled, "Of course the Duke of England won't agree."

"Then why did you..."

Wen Yanzhen smiled softly, but suddenly broke the bud of the water lily with force, and her tone became cold.

"Look, this pot of water lilies is only this big. If one is missing, the others might grow better."

Si Bi shuddered all over. Did the princess mean to use the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion to get rid of the Fourth Young Master?

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Jiang Zhiyue, who had no idea that someone was thinking about him again, felt tired and sleepy.

Maybe I went through too much in one night, and after taking a shower, I fell asleep while I was still applying my hair.

Changying dried her hair, lowered the curtain, and quietly left.

There are many people who cannot sleep tonight, and Lu Qingxiao is one of them.

From the fire in Shuhe Tower and the assassination incident today to the end of the Lantern Festival, Lu Qingxiao had almost no time to rest.

Zhang He arrested several suspicious people in the arson case and locked them up, and also called a coroner to perform an autopsy.

After all this busyness, it was almost midnight when he returned home.

After simply tidying himself up, Lu Qingxiao lay on the bed not feeling sleepy at all.

It's been a long time since I heard the little girl call me "brother Wubing" today.

Lu Qingxiao put his hands behind his head and looked up at the ceiling of the tent. This vague feeling of anxiety was very unfamiliar.

Thinking of the dirty Wen Xu, Lu Qingxiao just wanted to break his hands and feet.

He had no idea how to explain his own anxiety and unhappiness, so he closed his eyes slightly, trying to sort things out.

Suddenly, what Lu Guichi said before popped up in my mind.

"If her future husband is a worthless person, with a kind face but a wicked heart, what can you do?"

"There are many ways you can repay her kindness, why do you have to choose a husband for her?"

These words kept turning over and over in Lu Qingxiao's mind, and he became more and more irritated.

There was even a surge of nameless anger in my heart.

How could a man like that be worthy of wanting her? !

Lu Qingxiao suddenly stood up and walked to the table, picked up the green jade teapot and took a few gulps of the herbal tea.

But this herbal tea didn't seem to be able to calm Lu Qingxiao's anger.

His eyes fell on the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and he took it down almost without thinking, then pushed the door open and walked out.

There happened to be a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and the moonlight poured into the courtyard, graceful and hazy.

The young general danced with his Fang Tian Hua Ji with great vigor, as if this could quench the nameless anger in his heart.

He learned this set of moves from General Lu, and it was the first set he learned in martial arts when he was a child.

Lu Qingxiao could perform the moves he had memorized even with his eyes closed.

But even though he fired his gun quickly, the doubts and confusion in his heart had not dissipated.

Lu Qingxiao put away his halberd and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The moon was like a silver plate, round and gentle.

He picked up his spear and walked into the room. Perhaps he shouldn't dwell on this.

But that night, Lu Qingxiao could not fall asleep and stayed awake until dawn.