The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 114 Jing Rou Finds a Trouble

Chu Mingyue smiled faintly, "The Crown Prince is a pillar of the nation, so it is only natural that he is busy."

She felt resentful but not unwilling; she was willing to endure anything as long as she could marry Jing Fengyao.

Jing Anle and Chu Mingyue talked for a while longer before Chu Mingyue left.

“Princess, Miss Chu is…” Afang spoke only after Chu Mingyue had left.

Jing Anle picked up the calligraphy brush and fiddled with it in her hand, saying calmly, "What did you see?"

“This servant always feels that there’s something strange between Miss Chu and the First Prince,” Afang replied.

"It's not just strange, it's problematic!" Jing Anle stood up abruptly, stroking the calligraphy brush with his fingers.

In her opinion, Chu Mingyue must have secretly fallen for her brother, but her brother, who was such a gentle person, was so cold to Chu Mingyue, so he must know something.

And since the older brother and older sister are already in love, is it going to be another case of a perfect match going to happen? What exactly happened in between?

"Afang?"

"The slave is here!"

"Go and have someone prepare dinner early, and wait for my brother to come!"

Seeing how good the relationship was between Jing Anle and Jing Fengyao, Afang said happily, "This servant will go and make the arrangements right away!"

……

Prince Qing's Mansion.

Jing Rou was already feeling bored in the Prince's mansion. When an imperial decree came down, she had no choice but to stay obediently in the mansion. When she passed by Jing Rong's courtyard, a nameless fire suddenly rose in her heart.

Since the Prince Qing's birthday banquet, preparations for Jing Rong and Murong Pei Feng's marriage have begun to be made slowly in the mansion. Although the Princess Qing does not like Jing Rong, she still has to put on a show.

Watching the servants trimming flowers and trees and preparing things, Jingrou felt even more irritated. She had nowhere to vent her anger, so she went straight inside, with Can'er following closely behind.

Although Jing Rong was a concubine's daughter, her birth mother, Aunt Lü, was still considered favored. Even so, her courtyard was incomparable to Jing Rou's. Although she had taken great care of it, it was only considered average.

Jingrong was doing needlework with Aunt Lü inside the house, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

"Auntie, I don't want to do it anymore!" Jingrong put down her embroidery and said impatiently.

Aunt Lü sighed softly. She was only in her thirties, well-maintained, with willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, a charming face, and cherry lips. Every move she made was a sight to behold. No wonder she won the favor of Prince Qing.

In contrast, Jing Rong's appearance was plain; the only resemblance she bore was to Aunt Lü in her eyes and brows, while Aunt Lü was full of charm.

She knew Jing Rong's thoughts, of course. No woman wanted to be a concubine, even though it was Jing Rong's best option at the moment. But Murong Peifeng was the person Jing Rou loved, and she wouldn't have a good life in the future.

Even so, Jing Rong had no choice but to accept her fate and marry Murong Peifeng.

“My dear child, I know you have high aspirations, but what’s done is done. You still need to think carefully about your future,” Aunt Lü advised.

She was merely the daughter of a ninth-rank county magistrate, and was not favored at home. It was only because of her outstanding beauty that she managed to get involved with Prince Qing. Even as a concubine, it was better than marrying a poor scholar.

“Aunt, I’m worried…” Jingrong opened her mouth, but didn’t know how to start.

Although she was a concubine's daughter, she was still the daughter of a prince, and her birth mother was the daughter of an official. Naturally, she was different from a concubine's daughter from an ordinary family. Now, she was still a secondary wife. How could she not be angry?

"What are you worried about! As long as you occupy the position of the wife of the heir of the Pingchang Marquis's mansion, even if you are not the legal wife, as long as you give birth to a son or daughter, all the wealth and glory in the future will be yours!" Aunt Lü frowned, looking at Jing Rong with disappointment.

Yes! Aunt Lü's words enlightened Jing Rong. Murong Peifeng was in love with Jing Rou, and his marriage to her was only due to circumstances. As long as they had a child in the future, even if he didn't like her, he would make concessions for the sake of the child.

Little did they know that Jing Rou had overheard the mother and daughter's conversation from the doorway. Enraged, she pushed open Jing Rong's door and exclaimed, "What ambition you have!"

“Aunt, I…” Jing Rong was about to say something when she was interrupted by Jing Rou, who suddenly appeared.

"elder sister!"

"The princess!"

The mother and daughter were so startled that they immediately stood up in a panic.

"Hmph! Speak up, why won't you speak?" Jing Rou asked, her face contorted with anger.

In the chaos, Aunt Lü dropped the embroidery she was holding.

Jing Rou, however, noticed this and gave Can'er a wink. Can'er immediately understood, picked up the embroidery, and handed it to Jing Rou.

Jingrong and her daughter looked worried, but dared not say anything.

Jingrou snatched the embroidery, opened it, and saw that it depicted a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water. Jingrou's anger flared up even more, and she grabbed a pair of scissors from the table and cut the embroidery in half.

“Sister…” Jingrong looked at the things that Aunt Lü had painstakingly embroidered, now ruined, and was about to speak, but then dared not continue.

"What? You can't bear to part with it? Don't forget how this marriage came about!" Jing Rou glared at Jing Rong and said resentfully.

She had clearly helped Jing Rou harm Jing Anle, but she had fallen into Jing Anle's trap. She knew Jing Rou's nature all along. Now that she had no choice but to marry Murong Peifeng, Jing Rou must hate her to death. But how could she not hate her?

Given her social status, she had no choice but to endure the humiliation. Tears welled in Jingrong's eyes, and Aunt Lü, seeing this, felt deeply sorry for her and quickly said, "Princess, you've misunderstood. We didn't mean it that way..."

"Shut up!" Jing Rou turned to look at Aunt Lü, her tone disdainful. "Who do you think you are? How dare you interrupt when your master is speaking!"

The forced smile on Aunt Lü's face froze, and she said stiffly, "Yes, I misspoke, I..."

"If you've said something wrong, then don't say it anymore. The more you say, the more mistakes you'll make. People from humble backgrounds just don't know the rules!" Jing Rou waved her hand impatiently to stop her.

Her behavior at this moment was completely different from when she was outside; she was sharp-tongued and had a sinister look.

"Yes!" Aunt Lü could only reply with a forced smile.

"Enough!" At this moment, Jing Rong could no longer hold back. Her own mother was being humiliated like this. She shouted and tried to fight back with a roar.

Jing Rou was slightly taken aback, staring intently at Jing Rong. Her expression turned serious at first, then she burst into laughter. "What? Are you going to stand up for your aunt?"

"Come on, let's see what you're up to today!"

Jing Rou asked in a vicious tone.

Jing Rong was terrified. How dare she speak to Jing Rou like that? Fear filled her eyes, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Seeing that something was wrong, Aunt Lü quickly pulled Jingrong down to kneel and begged for forgiveness, saying, "Please don't blame me, Princess. I was confused for a moment and said the wrong thing!"

As clever as Aunt Lü was, she knew that Jing Rou's status was far beyond what ten Jing Rongs could match, so she quickly begged for mercy.

"Tsk tsk!" Jing Rou walked up to the kneeling mother and daughter, lifted Jing Rong's chin with her hand, looked at her plain appearance, sneered and said, "Look at you, don't you even look in the mirror? With your looks, do you even deserve Pei Feng's child? Pei Feng would probably be disgusted just looking at your face!"

After saying that, Jingrou angrily pushed Jingrong to the ground and shouted, "Aunt Lü is so ill-mannered, I must inform Mother and discipline her properly!"

"As for you..." Jing Rou looked at Jing Rong's appearance and snorted coldly, "You're about to get married, you have so many things to do. Copy the 'Rules for Women' ten times a day and let me see it!"

After saying that, she turned and left, leaving behind Jingrong with tears in her eyes and Aunt Lü looking uneasy.