The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 154 The Banquet Scheme

Jiying Palace.

With the time allotted for two incense sticks about to expire, Jing Anle finally stopped writing at the last moment.

"Alright, everyone, please stop writing." Akabane Gen's voice echoed softly from above.

In an instant, the sound of pens being put down could be heard. Although no one spoke, Jing Anle could hear Kou Shuran's sigh behind her. Indeed, a noble lady raised in seclusion would find it difficult to even show compassion for her servants, let alone possess any strategic thinking about the nation.

On the contrary, Jing Rou remained calm and composed, appearing confident and composed.

The men's section on the other side was much better; a quick glance revealed that the exam papers were all filled with writing.

Yelü Yuanxiu was not good at writing, and for a moment he was not interested. When he saw Qi Zhi's neat handwriting on the test paper next to him, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark, "Although Prince Qi has not been here long, he is quite talented in writing. However, although he answers the questions quickly, I wonder how well he writes?"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone felt that they were already used to it, after all, that was Yelü Yuanxiu's personality. Only Jing Anle felt that it was inappropriate.

Yelü Yuanxiu is arrogant and thinks highly of himself. Since he likes to target Qi Zhi, he can be a weapon to deal with Qi Zhi. However, if something happens to him in Jing Kingdom, it will be troublesome. She needs to think of a good way to deal with him.

Qi Zhi chuckled lightly, his tone relaxed, seemingly unconcerned about arguing with Yelü Yuanxiu. "You flatter me, you flatter me. Whether the article is good or bad is for the teacher to decide. We'll know then. But why is Crown Prince Yelü in such a hurry? Is it because he knows that his article is not presentable?"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but sneer, which made Yelü Yuanxiu feel bored. He snorted coldly and then turned and left.

Qi Zhi appeared expressionless, but only he knew that he was clenching his teeth and had already made a plan in his mind.

"In addition, Princess Jianing will be hosting a banquet the day after tomorrow. To allow everyone time to prepare, there will be no classes tomorrow." Chi Wenyuan ignored Yelü Yuanxiu and simply spoke indifferently.

Everyone bowed respectfully and said, "Yes." But each of them had their own plans.

Night fell in the blink of an eye, and the rain and wind ceased.

Yongfu Palace.

"I've learned that Murong Peifeng is claiming illness and will not be attending the banquet," Mu Ping said to An Le.

Jing Anle snorted coldly, "With his appearance, a cripple, if he went, he would probably be pointed at and gossiped about. How could someone as concerned about his reputation as Murong Peifeng be willing to go?"

"Then what should we do? Although there was some discussion in the capital last time, there was no evidence. If we don't let him appear in front of everyone, how can we avoid making a fool of ourselves and ruining our reputation?" Mu Ping couldn't help but ask.

A smile flashed in Jing Anle's eyes as she said unhurriedly, "Since he's not going, let's think of a way to get him to go."

"What does the princess mean..." Mu Ping was somewhat puzzled.

"Although Murong Peifeng was obsessed with his career, as the saying goes, even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman."

These words were naturally directed at Jing Rou. Since he was injured, Jing Rou had not visited him even once, so he would naturally go and find out the truth.

Mu Ping was suddenly enlightened. "I understand, Princess. But even so, would Yelü Yuanxiu really expose himself to the public like this?"

Jing Anle shook her head. "He wouldn't be foolish enough to show his true face and become a laughingstock. But I will tear off his mask and let him taste what it means to wish he were dead!"

Jing Anle's face instantly turned icy and sharp, but after a moment, she seemed to remember something and asked Mu Ping, "By the way, how is Cao Wantang doing?"

Since learning that Cao Wantang was pregnant, Jing Anle felt that something was strange about the matter, so he sent Mu Ping to investigate.

“Recently, I sent someone to secretly monitor Aunt Cao. She either goes to pay her respects to the old lady or stays in her own room. There is nothing unusual about her,” Mu Ping replied.

Jing Anle narrowed her eyes slightly and continued to ask, "What about your uncle?"

"The general is not fond of beautiful women, and now that Consort Cao is pregnant, it is even more inappropriate for him to sleep with Consort Cao. He has only instructed the servants to take good care of her, and otherwise, things are no different from usual."

After Mu Ping finished speaking, she unconsciously looked at Jing Anle and asked, "Princess, what exactly is the problem here?"

"I don't know either right now." In truth, Jing Anle had some thoughts in mind, but she wasn't sure. She simply asked Mu Ping, "Do you know what the symptoms are when a woman is pregnant?"

Mu Ping's mind raced. "Does the princess suspect that Consort Cao is faking her pregnancy?"

Jing Anle shook her head. "I don't know."

“Like this…” Jing Anle whispered in Mu Ping’s ear, unaware of what the master and servant were plotting.

……

Outside the palace, at the Prince Qing's residence.

Upon returning to the residence, Princess Consort Qing told Prince Qing what she had said to the Empress Dowager. Prince Qing was in a great mood after hearing this.

Incense rose slowly in the room. Princess Qing lay in Prince Qing's arms, enjoying the warmth of his beautiful wife.

"I heard that His Majesty went to Cixi Palace today. I wonder what happened?" Princess Qing's words sounded like she had successfully sown discord.

Prince Qing embraced Princess Qing, touched her belly with his left hand, a hint of expectation flashing in his eyes, and then continued, "Your Majesty lost because you were too sentimental."

Princess Qing looked at Prince Qing with some confusion, "What does Your Highness mean by this?"

As the beneficiary, Prince Qing was all too aware of Emperor Jing's weaknesses. The bond between mother and son, and the affection between parents and children, were Emperor Jing's Achilles' heel. When the Empress Dowager was angry, even if Emperor Jing was unwilling, he would still have some reservations.

Prince Qing looked tenderly at Princess Qing, "My dear consort, you have done a great service today. As long as the Empress Dowager is alive, my path will naturally be much easier."

"It is my honor to be able to share Your Highness's burdens." Perhaps due to her pregnancy, Princess Qing's demeanor was unusually gentle, which moved Prince Qing.

"Your Highness, there are still children!" Princess Qing said coquettishly.

"The physician said that once the first three months are over, it's nothing to worry about." In an instant, the two became entwined in a tender embrace.