When the Alluring Queen opened her eyes, all the kings in the world knelt down

Emperor Zhao was silent. With Mu Cang's ability to cure crying children, if Yan Li really married him, no one would dare to bully her. But the problem was, what if Mu Cang didn't agree to marry her?

And although Mu Cang was of similar age to the crown prince, he was the crown prince's uncle. Emperor Zhao originally wanted to recognize Yan Li as a daughter. If the marriage went well, wouldn't Yan Li become his brother's wife?

Yan Li looked at him calmly: "Is it not possible?"

Emperor Zhao came back to his senses, looked at the pair of clear and dark eyes, and coughed lightly: "It's not impossible."

Yan Li hummed: "Then marry him."

Looking at the entire Mu Kingdom, except Mu Cang, no one is worthy of being her husband.

Emperor Zhao nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will grant you marriage now."

He said it calmly, as if Yan Li's request was nothing wrong, after all, Yan Li was not his biological daughter, and there was no blood relationship at all, so the seniority was not important.

But he couldn't help but hesitate in his heart. Mu Cang's temper would definitely disobey the order, right?

Jiang Jingyue, kneeling outside the palace, sneered silently. Yan Li, this little bitch, dared to covet the Ninth Prince?

Who is she?

The noble and elegant Ninth Prince is like a god in the hearts of the noble ladies of the imperial city. He is so unattainable, like a fallen immortal who accidentally landed in the mortal world. He is willing to look at her and lower his status.

Yan Li still wants to marry into the Ninth Prince's Mansion?

What a daydream!

Just wait, wait to be slapped in the face by the Ninth Prince's rejection of marriage, and see if she dares to be so self-righteous.

"You take a rest first. Don't make the marriage public for the time being. I'll have someone go and find out what Mu Cang is thinking." Emperor Zhao stood up and turned to tell the doctor, "Take good care of the princess. No one is allowed to disturb her rest."

"Yes."

Emperor Zhao walked out of the inner hall, his eyes fell on Jiang Jingyue's face, and he ordered expressionlessly, "You go back to the East Palace first. Go to Fengyi Palace with the prince tomorrow morning to pay respects and copy scriptures. Four hours a day. Don't be lazy."

Jiang Jingyue's face turned pale: "Your Majesty..."

"As the crown prince's wife, the daughter of the Jiang family will surely set an example for the noble ladies of the aristocratic families." After saying this, Emperor Zhao turned around and walked out, "If I let the crown prince and the crown princess be lazy, this crown prince will not be able to be a crown prince anymore. Give up your position as soon as possible."

Jiang Jingyue clenched her hands tightly, her face was pale and pale, and she looked very ugly.

The emperor protects Yan Li so much, even the position of the crown prince can be said to be abolished?

With extreme hatred in her heart, Jiang Jingyue concealed the resentment in her eyes, slowly stood up from the ground, turned her head and stared at the direction of the inner hall, her eyes were dark and unclear, but her voice was extremely gentle: "Sister Yan Li, you have a good rest, I will go back first."

Yan Li did not speak, her eyes were indifferent.

Jiang Jingyue will soon know that it is not difficult for her to become a crown princess, but the difficult thing is that she will also be the crown princess who has endured the most hardships in the history of the Mu Kingdom. She will not live a happy life every day in the future. As for whether this crown princess can finally sit on the throne of the queen... It is still early now, let's wait and see.

"Miss." Bai Die stepped forward and knelt down to salute, "Today's medicine is not ready yet, do you want to sleep for a while?"

"No." Yan Li said in a light tone, "Bring me a book."

"Yes."

Jiang Jingyue returned to the East Palace and saw that Mu Xiuhan was still sleeping. After the two imperial doctors examined him, they prescribed some medicine for him. The queen sat on the edge of the bed, her brows furrowed, and her spirit was depressed.

Turning around and seeing Jiang Jingyue coming back, she frowned: "Didn't I ask you to talk to Yan Li and ask her to plead with the emperor? Have you discussed it with her?"

"Mother, Yan Li doesn't want to talk to me at all. When I talk, she sneers at me." Jiang Jingyue's eyes were red, as if she had suffered great injustice. "She also humiliated me and threatened me in front of so many female doctors and palace servants, saying that if I really wanted to ask for her forgiveness for the prince, I would have to kneel for two hours like the prince. If it weren't for my father asking me to come back, I would still be kneeling in Fengyang Palace now."

"That little bitch!" The queen closed her eyes fiercely, with gnashing hatred in her voice, " I will never let her go!"

"There is one more thing," Jiang Jingyue lowered her head to hide the emotional fluctuations in her eyes, "Father said that he would marry her to the Ninth Prince."

"What did you say?" The Queen turned her head to look at her, her expression was obviously stunned, "Marry her to the Ninth Prince?"

Jiang Jingyue nodded: "Yes."

"The Emperor is really confused." The Queen couldn't believe what she heard, and her tone was mocking, "Although the Ninth Prince is the same age as the Crown Prince, he is the Crown Prince's uncle and the Emperor's younger brother. He just said that he would make Yan Li a princess and recognize her as his daughter. Only half an hour has passed, and his daughter has become his brother's wife? It's ridiculous!"

Jiang Jingyue lowered her head and said nothing.

The Queen was exhausted, and her head was throbbing at this time. She couldn't think too much, and only told her: "Take good care of the Crown Prince."

After leaving these words, she stood up and left.

Jiang Jingyue asked in a low voice: "Mother, Yan Li is protected by my father in the palace. Will the prince really let her control him?"

The queen paused and said with a gloomy face: "What can you do?"

"After recovering from her injuries, Yan Li will soon return to the Jiang family." Jiang Jingyue's eyes were cold, "There are so many noble ladies outside the palace, and many of them admire the Ninth Prince. If they knew that Yan Li was trying to marry the Ninth Prince, some impulsive and brainless noble ladies would definitely be dissatisfied with this."

The queen immediately understood what she meant, frowned, and quickly made up her mind.

Jiang Jingyue hesitated for a moment: "Mother."

The Queen frowned: "What else?" He hesitated, intermittently, couldn't finish his words at once?

Jiang Jingyue bit her lip lightly: "Tomorrow morning, I...I and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really have to go to Fengyi Palace to copy scriptures?"

"What do you think?" The Queen's face turned cold and she looked at her impatiently, "The Emperor has issued an order, do you dare to disobey it?"

Jiang Jingyue's heart sank, and she quickly apologized: "That's not what I meant."

"You are really talking about something else." The Queen left in anger.

She was worried about the Crown Prince, and as the Crown Princess, Jiang Jingyue couldn't help Feifan at all, but she kept asking some nonsense here, really looking for trouble!