The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 242 The Prince's Daughter's Wedding (3)

The music seemed to urge everyone to hurry up and finish this joyous occasion.

"Wait a minute." Murong Peifeng suddenly spoke up, which was quite abrupt amidst the sounds of suonas and drums.

Everyone stared at him in a daze.

"Although I am taking a concubine today, it is still a joyous occasion, and it would be best if a person of high status escorted me to the wedding."

When sending a bride off, it is usually a married woman who has both sons and daughters and is wealthy and prosperous, who goes with her to her husband's family as a way of expressing blessings to the newlyweds.

But Jingrong was just a concubine; she didn't deserve such treatment, and Princess Qing naturally hadn't made any preparations.

Princess Qing coughed lightly, and her maid, Mama Peng, immediately knelt down to apologize, "It was all my negligence. Your Highness repeatedly reminded me, but I was so busy that I forgot for a moment."

"Mother Peng, what can I say to you?" Princess Qing looked helpless and didn't mention punishing the servants at all.

Everyone saw it clearly; in truth, it was the servants' negligence that was at fault, and it had nothing to do with Princess Qing.

Jingrong, hidden under the veil, couldn't help but pout, knowing that Princess Qing was just all talk and would never actually consider these things for her.

"In that case, why don't we ask Princess Rou to do it?"

"What!" Princess Qing was so shocked that she stood up abruptly. The servants were also frightened and rushed to help her up, after all, Princess Qing was pregnant.

Murong Peifeng smiled and said, “Your Highness, there’s no need to worry. Princess Rou is Jing Rong’s sister. She is both close to her and of noble status. Although she is not yet married, she is more than qualified to be the one to escort her to the wedding.” He emphasized the word “marriage” and stared at Jing Rou with his eyes. Jing Rou’s expression changed and her heart was pounding.

Jing Rou knew he was coercing her. When they were first lovers, Murong Peifeng had promised to marry no one but Jing Rou. Now, by a twist of fate, she had been set up and this was the situation she was in.

“Mother, there’s no need to say anything more,” Jing Rou said, her voice gentle and melodious.

“Young Master Murong is right. Although Rong’er is born to my concubine, she is still my sister. I am willing to go to her wedding. I only pray that Heaven will bless Rong’er and the Young Master so that they may live a peaceful, prosperous, and wealthy life!”

Jing Rou is like that; she always wants to elevate her own status and demonstrate her selfless virtue, while simultaneously stepping on others.

"Princess Rou is truly kind-hearted," Qi Zhi praised from the side. Qi Zhi, unaware of the true situation, only believed that Jing Rou was indeed beautiful and generous. He even thought that Murong Peifeng, unable to marry Jing Rou, had provoked her sister and then used the excuse of having Jing Rou escort him to her wedding, all just to catch a glimpse of the beauty. He felt incredibly smug, thinking: What isn't yours, don't even think about.

"Upon meeting you today, I feel a strong affinity with Prince Murong. Would you be so kind as to invite me to your residence for a celebratory drink?" Qi Zhi's words were a blatant provocation.

Murong Peifeng's eyes darkened slightly, and the smile on his face was devoid of any warmth. "Fortunately, I have received the favor of Crown Prince Qi. However, there are many guests in the mansion and many things to do. I am afraid that I will not be able to take good care of Crown Prince Qi."

Qi Zhi's smile froze on his face at such a decisive rejection. The maids and servants around him gasped in shock. Only Jing Rou felt relieved, at least she didn't have to face the two of them at the same time.

"but……"

"When I marry my principal wife in the future, I will personally deliver the wedding invitation and host a banquet for Crown Prince Qi." As Murong Peifeng said this, his eyes glanced at Jing Rou.

Jing Rou didn't dare to look back at Murong Peifeng, but only turned her head to look at Princess Qing.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment, but unexpectedly Qi Zhi suddenly burst into laughter, which was rather abrupt and strange in the midst of the silence.

"If that's the case, then I, the prince, will wait!" With that, he turned and left.

……

The residence of the Marquis of Pingchang.

The music gradually faded away, replaced by the deep, inky darkness of the night.

The maid, Can'er, stood guard not far away, watching the wind as the couple spoke. The winter night wind was bitterly cold, and she could only pace back and forth, rubbing her hands from time to time.

"Aren't you going in?" a figure shrouded in the night asked.

Silence. No one answered.

"On your wedding night, you have your beautiful wife in your arms. Brother Pei Feng, you are truly blessed." It was Jing Rou who spoke. She had escorted the bride all the way from the Prince Qing's mansion, and by the time the guests had left, it was already late at night.

"Is Rou'er jealous?"

It's no wonder Murong Peifeng asked that question; Jing Rou's tone just now wasn't accusatory, but rather like a young woman's jealousy and sourness. After saying that, he naturally pulled Jing Rou into his arms, the thick cloak wrapping the two of them tightly, creating a warm feeling.

But Murong Peifeng was wrong. Jing Rou only cared about power. She asked this question to dispel his concerns, fearing that he might reveal the truth in a fit of rage and cause trouble.

If she could, she would wish for Murong Peifeng to disappear forever!

"Did Rou'er say something wrong?" Acting coquettish and weak was a trick that Jing Rou often used, and now she needed to coax Murong Peifeng properly.

"Although Rong is only your concubine now, won't she become your imperial consort in the future?"

Murong Peifeng grasped Jingrou's hand tightly, his eyes filled with affection, "You are the only one in my heart."

"You are destined to be the ruler of Qi Kingdom, so why are you keeping yourself pure for me?" Jing Rou gently drew circles on Murong Peifeng's chest with her fingers, her breath as fragrant as orchids, arousing Murong Peifeng's passion.

"The ruler of a country?"

These four words seemed to calm Murong Peifeng down instantly. Recalling the various intimate behaviors between Jing Rou and Qi Zhi, his heart began to tremble.

He pulled away from Jing Rou, turned around and asked, "What's going on between you and Qi Zhi?"

"After all, he is the Crown Prince of Qi now, and will be the Emperor in the future."

Jing Rou felt that Murong Peifeng's voice was chillingly cold. She had a bad feeling and hugged Murong Peifeng from behind, her voice trembling with tears, "Others may not know, but does Brother Peifeng not know?"

"We've known each other since childhood, we're childhood sweethearts, it's a destiny that was preordained long ago. Although you're in a difficult situation now, Rou'er has never changed her mind."

Murong Peifeng seemed to soften his stance, but he still maintained a stern expression.

Seeing this, Jingrou continued, "That day at the Princess's residence, I unfortunately fell into the water and was indeed saved by Crown Prince Qi, but my relationship with him is completely innocent."

"If Brother Pei Feng doesn't believe me, then I'll leave!" Jing Rou said and turned to turn around, but Murong Pei Feng grabbed her and pulled her into his arms again. Even though he had doubts, Murong Pei Feng couldn't bear to part with her.

"Rou'er, do you know? I love you, I love you so much, and you're all I have left, so you have to stay by my side." His eyes were red as he said this, as if he had thought of something sad.

"Brother Pei Feng, don't worry, I will always be here."

Alone, a man and a woman, they were overcome with passion. Murong Peifeng looked at Jing Rou's fair neck and recalled the night he had taken her.

"Rou'er..."

Murong Peifeng was about to kiss her when he suddenly heard Can'er shout, "Someone is eavesdropping!"

The two looked outside at the same time, exchanged glances, and both knew that this matter could not be exposed. So Murong Peifeng quickly chased after him.