Chapter 1,117: The Hidden 'Ultimate Weapon'

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She wanted to be frugal and wear things multiple times, but her family wouldn't agree.

Otherwise, outsiders would see her as having fallen from grace, from the cherished treasure of the Li family to a pitiful wretch...

Quickly, Fu Peipei was half-dragged and half-carried down.

The Crown Prince tried his best to compose himself and bowed to apologize to the Third Princess and Jia Yin.

"I'm so sorry, both of you sisters, something happened suddenly and I apologize for making you laugh."

Jia Yin smiled and shook her head, "Your Highness is too kind. There are always unexpected unwelcome guests everywhere, it's just an accident."

The Third Princess also waved her hand dismissively, saying, "Your Highness, don't worry, we won't be angry with you because of this fool. I'm getting married tomorrow, and these people causing trouble will have nothing to do with us anymore."

"It's you, from now on I'm afraid those flock of admirers will treat you like a piece of fat, always scheming to take a bite."

The crown prince's face was strange, he sighed helplessly for a long time before replying, "Third sister, you don't have to be so straightforward. As the crown prince, I still need to maintain some dignity..."

Princess Three and Jia Yin both couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle, their flowers trembling.

The Crown Prince, the mighty Tian Wu, second only to heaven and above all mortals, was just like Tang Sanzang, unable to escape the fate of being coveted by countless female demons...

After a few more words, Jia Yin and the third princess returned to Zhilan Palace.

The Third Princess is a bit taller than Jiayin, so finding a dress to replace her one is a little difficult.

Fortunately, Jia Yin had lived here for a few months before and left some clothes behind, so she wouldn't be unable to leave the palace.

After sending off his two younger sisters, the prince sat in the water pavilion for a while longer.

Mr. Feng led his men and stood guard at the door, bowing their heads low, not daring to even breathe.

Everyone thinks the Crown Prince is calm and gentle, and he will surely be a kind and benevolent ruler in the future.

But no one had really thought about it, a prince who grew up among commoners returned to the palace and immediately received the emperor's trust, successfully established himself in the court, was made crown prince, and took thirteen concubines.

How can this be done by ordinary people

Wisdom often appears as foolishness, and true success is achieved silently.

As expected, the Crown Prince went straight to the Imperial Study after leaving Shuigong.

The Emperor was reviewing memorials when he saw his son approaching, and with a smile, said, "Where are you going It's hot outside, be careful not to get heatstroke."

The crown prince stepped forward and sat down, personally pouring a glass of iced tea for his father. He replied, "Jia Yin came to the palace to give her younger sister's dowry. Her younger sister took Jia Yin to Shui Ge to enjoy the cool breeze. I happened to be nearby, so I joined in the fun."

"Oh, she's here" The Emperor put down his pen, a complex flicker in his eyes, and asked, "What did she say about when she'll leave the palace Have two more dishes added for lunch and summon them over to dine together."

The crown prince shook his head, a touch of annoyance in his voice as he replied, "My younger sister, the princess, is probably already out of the palace. It's all my fault for not taking good care of her; something small happened."

Then he told them what had just happened.

The Emperor frowned and snorted, “This Marquis of Dingbei, back when he made a scandal out of his divorce and remarriage, was berated for ages as heartless and unfilial. Now, his daughter turns out to be so brazen and shameless, lacking any shred of a woman's grace and decorum.”

The Crown Prince rubbed his temples, seeming somewhat agitated.

"Father, if this continues, the harem is going to be in chaos. I simply don't have the leisure to deal with all this jealousy and rivalry. Perhaps we should find something for them to do"

The Emperor, concerned for his son, immediately asked, "What is your solution"

The prince smiled faintly.

After lunch, the Crown Prince left the Imperial Study. The Emperor's decree had also been passed down.

Excessive extravagance was prevalent throughout the palace; frugality should be promoted.

Therefore, all expenses will be reduced by half from now on, and a batch of palace maids and eunuchs will also be released from the palace.

Furthermore, due to a severe drought, each concubine in the imperial court personally copied 108 scriptures to pray for rain.

Upon receiving the imperial decree, all the concubines outwardly showed deference and obedience. However, in private, they almost gritted their teeth with resentment.

They entered the palace in pursuit of wealth and luxury. In just a few days, their expenses on food, clothing, and lodging have been halved.

And they also had to copy scriptures. Although one could secretly let palace maids do the writing, out of hundreds of volumes, one still had to personally write a dozen or so to make an appearance.

To eat poorly, to dress poorly, and still have to do hard labor—it's not much better than being a nun in an abbey!

Some people quietly comforted themselves, gritting their teeth and insisting on it for a few weeks. After copying the scriptures, they could still find an opportunity to "bump into" the prince.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that Kunning Palace still had a "big killer" being iced.

Copying the scriptures is a mourning duty that takes at least one year.

It's not about vying for favor, it's that even the nightly rotation of sleeping with him has come to a halt...

Jia Yin left the palace and couldn't go out freely, so she asked Shui Ling to spread the word and invite Xu Xi and Mei Lan and Bao Zhu to meet at a private room on the top floor of Xianke Lai Tower tomorrow.

The bridal procession of the Third Princess will pass by the side street next to XiankeLai. As they cannot attend the wedding, they will bid farewell to their good friend at this spot, watching her enter the marriage hall and become a wife.

Mei Lan and the others naturally agreed. Even though their families were strictly guarded, they were willing to let them get closer to the Third Princess, which could also raise their status.

Even if she gets married later on, occasionally going out with the Third Princess would make their in-laws wary and dare not treat them disrespectfully…

The second day, before dawn, the Imperial Guard sealed off the road from the palace to the princess's residence. They swept and cleaned it thoroughly, ensuring not a speck of dust remained, and then laid down crimson carpets.

The common folk had their meals early and rushed out to join the festivities, claiming advantageous positions just waiting for a chance to grab some lucky money and wedding cakes, hoping to share in the joyous atmosphere.

At the hour of Chen, the gate of the Lu residence opened, and Lu Zong, dressed in a crimson robe, stepped out. He leaped onto a white steed.

A large red silk ball adorned with flowers was tied on the horse's head and wound all the way to the saddle.

Lu Cong was naturally handsome, his noble status and gentle demeanor enhanced by the bright red robes he wore, adding a touch of festive joy.

However, if you get close and take a closer look, you can easily see the dark circles under his eyes.

From afar, one could see the excited crowds cheering loudly.

Immediately, servants and maids from the Lu family came forward carrying baskets. They threw out red envelopes filled with money and celebratory pastries, causing a commotion as everyone scrambled to grab them, shouting excitedly.

"Best wishes for a century of happiness together, to the groom and bride!"

"Blessed is the early bird!"

Unfortunately, Lu Zong only bowed his hands and stopped, without saying a word.

Jia Xu and several of his classmates, all in brand new robes, came out of the mansion. Seeing this, Jia Xu quickly mounted his horse, pulled the reins to his friend's side, and whispered, "Brother Lu, today is a joyous occasion, everything should be focused on the main event!"

Lu Zong remained silent for a long moment before slowly nodding his head.

Lu Feng was afraid that if they delayed any longer, something else might happen. He also stepped forward and said, "Young Master, auspicious time cannot be missed, let's set off immediately."

Lu Zong took a deep breath, pulled on the reins, and led the wedding procession toward the palace.

In the Zhilan Palace, Princess Three had just finished her makeup. The maids and ladies-in-waiting all wore smiles of joy as they complimented her.

"The princess is so beautiful today, there has never been a more beautiful bride than the princess in all of martial arts!"

Unfortunately, the Third Princess only glanced faintly at herself in the mirror, her face showing no trace of joy.

Instead, she huddled her hands in her sleeves, clutching a small porcelain bottle tightly...

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