Chapter 12: Granting Marriage to the Ninth Prince

Emperor Zhaocheng 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 question is, what if Mu Cang doesn't agree to marry her?

Moreover, although Mu Cang is similar in age to the prince, his identity is the prince's uncle. Originally, Emperor Zhaocheng wanted to make Yan Li his daughter. If the marriage could come true, wouldn't Yan Li become his sister-in-law?

Yan Li looked at him calmly: "Can't you?"

Emperor Zhaocheng came back to his senses, looked at these clear and dark eyes, and coughed lightly: "It's not impossible."

Yan Li hummed: "Then marry him."

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

Emperor Zhaocheng nodded in agreement: "Okay, I will give you a marriage right now."

He couldn't have said it more calmly, as if Yan Li's request was ordinary and there was nothing wrong with it at all. After all, Yan Li was not his biological daughter, and there was no blood relationship at all. Seniority didn't matter.

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

Jiang Jingyue, who was kneeling outside the hall, sneered silently, Yan Li, a little bitch, dared to think about the Ninth Prince?

Who is she?

The noble and elegant Ninth Prince is a god-like existence in the hearts of the imperial ladies. He is so unattainable, like a banished immortal who has accidentally landed in the mortal world. He is willing to lower himself to look at her.

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 refusal to marry, and see if she still dares to be so self-righteous.

"You should rest first. Don't make any noise about the marriage for the time being. I'll send someone to check out Mu Cang's story." Emperor Zhaocheng stood up and turned to the doctor, "Take good care of the princess and don't allow anyone to disturb her rest."

"yes."

Emperor Zhaocheng walked out of the inner hall, his eyes fell on Jiang Jingyue's face, and he ordered without expression: "You go back to the East Palace first, and tomorrow morning you will go to Fengyi Palace with the prince to pay your respects and copy scriptures. Four hours a day, don't be lazy."

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

"As the crown prince and his concubine, the daughter of the Jiang family will definitely set an example for the noble ladies of the family." After Emperor Zhaocheng said these words, he turned and walked out, "If I hear that the crown prince and the crown princess are slacking off, this crown prince will Just don’t be a fool and let him go as soon as possible.”

Jiang Jingyue clenched her hands tightly, her face turned blue and white, extremely ugly.

The emperor protects Yan Li like this, and can he even give up his position as prince?

Her heart was filled with hatred for a moment. Jiang Jingyue covered up the resentful look in her eyes, slowly stood up from the ground, turned her head and stared in the direction of the inner hall. The color in her eyes was dark and unclear, but her voice was extremely gentle and inconsistent with it: "Sister Yan Li, you Have a good rest, I’ll go back first.”

Yan Li said nothing, his eyes were indifferent.

Jiang Jingyue will soon know that it is not difficult for her to become a crown princess. What is difficult is that she will also become 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 this crown princess Whether he can survive until he can finally sit on the throne of queen... It's still early, let's wait and see.

"Girl." Baidie stepped forward and curtsied, "Today's medicine hasn't been cooked yet. Do you want to take a nap first?"

"No need." Yan Li said calmly, "Bring me a book."

"yes."

Jiang Jingyue returned to the East Palace and saw that Mu Xiuhan was still sleeping. The two imperial doctors prescribed him some medicine after examining him. The queen was sitting on the edge of the bed, her brows furrowed and she was listless.

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

"Mother, Yan Li doesn't want to talk to me at all. As soon as I talk, she sneers at me." Jiang Jingyue's eyes turned red, as if she had been greatly wronged, "She also did it in front of so many medical ladies and palace officials. Humiliating me, threatening me, saying that if I really want to ask for forgiveness for the prince, I need to kneel for two hours like the prince. If my father hadn't asked me to come back, I would still be kneeling in Fengyang Palace right now. "

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

"One more thing," Jiang Jingyue lowered her head to hide the emotional fluctuations in her eyes, "Father said that he would give her a hand in marriage to the Ninth Prince."

"What did you say?" The queen turned to look at her, her expression obviously startled, "A marriage 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 sarcastic, "Although the Ninth Prince is as old as the Prince, he is the Prince's uncle and the Emperor's younger brother. He just said It’s ridiculous to make Yan Li a princess and recognize him as his daughter. Only half an hour has passed and his daughter has become a younger brother!”

Jiang Jingyue lowered her head and said nothing.

The queen was exhausted mentally and physically, and her head was swelling and aching at this time. She was unable to think too much, so she only told her: "Take good care of the prince."

After leaving these words, she stood up and left.

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

The queen paused slightly and said solemnly: "What can you do?"

"After recovering from his injuries, Yan Li will go back to the Jiang family soon." Jiang Jingyue said with a cold look in her eyes, "There are so many noble girls from aristocratic families outside the palace, and many of them admire the Ninth Prince. If they know that Yan Li plans to marry If you give it to the Ninth Prince, some impulsive and brainless noble ladies will definitely be dissatisfied with it."

The queen immediately understood what she meant, her brows furrowed, and she quickly began to care.

Jiang Jingyue hesitated for a moment: "Mother."

The Queen frowned: "What else?" He hesitated and spoke intermittently. Couldn't he 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 asking about something that is not relevant." The Queen left in anger.

She was overwhelmed by the Crown Prince. As the Crown Princess, Jiang Jingyue couldn't help Feifan at all, but she kept asking some nonsense here, which was really looking for trouble!