I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 292 The Eyeliner in the Palace

There were six big words written on the envelope: For your dear mother.

Concubine Jing's eyes were red: "Miss Lu, what is this?"

Lu Mingyang nodded.

Concubine Jing placed the letter on the table, plucked a hairpin, and carefully opened it. Two sheets of paper, still scented with ink, unfolded. Before she had even read half of the letter, Concubine Jing was already in tears.

Lu Mingyang handed over a handkerchief.

"Thank you, thank you Miss Lu." Concubine Jing did not move her eyes away from the letter. After reading it, she carefully put it back into the envelope and held it in her arms.

Lu Mingyang asked, "What's it written?"

"I'm sorry for losing my composure and making Miss Lu laugh." Concubine Jing wiped the tears from her face and said, "Ning'er said everything is fine in the Xiongnu. The Khan treats her well. Princess Yiyun is also very kind to her and takes care of her in everything. Moreover, she is three months pregnant."

"Jin Yiluo's?" Lu Mingyang was shocked.

Tiffany nodded.

Lu Mingyang sighed, "Princess Jinghe is a filial daughter. To avoid your worries, I will definitely write everything in a positive light."

Seeing that Concubine Jing was worried again, she paused and continued, "But since Princess Jinghe is pregnant, I'm sure you can believe what the letter says. But after all, it's better for her to be by my side."

Lu Mingyang had never done such a thing as buying people's hearts, so he had to be careful not to be awkward when speaking. Concubine Jing put the letter in her arms, her face full of excitement: "Miss Lu, please speak frankly."

She looked so resolute that she would not hesitate even if she had to bang her head against it and die.

It is truly pitiful to see the love of parents in the world.

Lu Mingyang didn't beat around the bush. He glanced at the tightly closed palace door and said in a low voice, "Jing Taifei, if you help me, I will welcome the princess back to court when the new emperor ascends the throne."

Concubine Jing didn't quite understand: "Aren't you going to the Xiongnu?"

"Although I went to Xiongnu, my brothers and sisters are still in Dasheng." Unable to speak directly, Lu Mingyang vaguely said, "You just need to do me a small favor."

"You say!" Even though it was just a tiny hope, Concubine Jing was willing to give it a try.

Lu Mingyang said, "Please help me keep an eye on Song Moli. I'm sure she has a secret that she's hiding, but I don't know what it is. I hope you can help me find it out."

Since Song Moli wanted to win over the Duke of Weiguo, she wouldn't easily offend her cousin. If only a maid in the mansion had seen her face, she probably wouldn't have killed him after her cousin's warning. Unless there was a secret that absolutely couldn't be revealed, like the secret of the scratch on her hand.

Concubine Jing understood that the Chengyang Marquisate was helping Prince Ningyuan, so she pressed the issue, "Are you sure the new emperor will welcome you back to court by then?"

Lu Mingyang was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I'm sure."

Concubine Jing covered the letter on her chest and said resolutely: "This matter is not to help you, but to help us."

"Okay!" Lu Mingyang told Song Moli about the scratch on his hand and gave him careful instructions.

It wasn't easy to uncover Song Moli's secrets. Lu Mingyang couldn't guarantee it would be effective, but she was still happy to have a spy in the palace.

But not long after, Lu Mingyang became unhappy because whenever Jin Yiluo came to the palace, he would come to see her, but Chu Mingzheng had never come once.

As spring came and flowers bloomed, Lu Mingyang sat in front of the palace gate, playing the game of tossing pot angrily.

Chu Mingzheng, you coward! Cheng'en Palace just has a few more palace maids and eunuchs, and you don't dare come here. If you have the guts, don't ever come to see me again.

Another arrow was thrown, grazed the mouth of the pot, and landed at the foot of a pair of black boots.

Lu Mingyang looked over and saw that disgusting face and the bright red official uniform. She wanted to turn around and go back into the hall, but when she saw the guards and eunuchs behind him, she held back.

Chu Mingzheng walked to the foot of the stone steps, bowed and said, "Princess Anhe, I will be responsible for escorting you to Xiangguo Temple tomorrow."

Going to Xiangguo Temple meant that the date of departure for the marriage was set for seven days later. She needed to go to Xiangguo Temple to bathe and fast for seven days, and then set off for the Xiongnu.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Lu Mingyang threw Fang Ji's teacup to the ground and turned to enter the hall.

Chu Mingzheng followed in.

Lu Mingyang was so angry that he threw a porcelain vase on the ground and shouted angrily, "Who let you in? Get out!"

Chu Mingzheng said in a clear voice: "Marriage is a major event and cannot afford any mistakes. I need to explain the procedures for tomorrow. Princess Anhe, please cooperate."

"Get out, I told you to get out." Lu Mingyang lay on the couch and cried.

Chu Mingzheng put his hands behind his back and said coldly, "Can't you see that the princess is unhappy? Get out now."

The palace maids and eunuchs went out one after another, and a guard who came with Chu Mingzheng led everyone to wait on the palace road outside the courtyard.

Inside the hall, Chu Mingzheng walked towards Lu Mingyang, leaned over and said with a smile: "Everyone, go out, stop acting."

"Whoever performed it, get out of here."

Lu Mingyang turned around and pushed him away angrily. Chu Mingzheng took advantage of the situation and sat down. He hugged the slender waist of the woman who was throwing a tantrum, and said dissatisfiedly, "I haven't slept a wink these past few days to save you, and you're still throwing a tantrum at me. You have no conscience."

"What do you mean by 'to save me'? Don't make it sound so nice." Lu Mingyang corrected him dissatisfiedly, "If you didn't feel so reluctant to leave me, and my pretty face, would you have tried to save me? In the final analysis, you were only doing this for yourself."

Chu Mingzheng laughed at this reason and kissed that pretty little face. "Yes, I did it for myself. Don't be angry, okay?"

"Who's angry?" Lu Mingyang looked at his smile and felt uncomfortable. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He chuckled and said, "Your Highness, I think it wouldn't be bad if I married the Xiongnu."

"What?" Chu Mingzheng frowned.

Lu Mingyang smiled and explained, "I've thought about it. If I marry him, I can be your spy. Jin Yiluo will obey my orders. When the time comes, I just need to whisper in his ear, and we will work together to wipe out the Xiongnu threat in one fell swoop."

"Pillow talk?" Chu Mingzheng was furious. "Lu Mingyang, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean!" Lu Mingyang laughed: "I'm doing this to help you."

"Help me, you're taking me for a fool!" Chu Mingzheng stood up angrily. "Lu Mingyang, you're going too far. I've been working so hard to come up with a solution, and you're actually making two plans. I was wondering why he has the sachet you embroidered yourself, and he's showing it off in front of me every day. You, you..."

Lu Mingyang also stood up, put his hands on his hips and looked up: "What do you mean?"

"Get it back for me."

After holding it in for a long time, he could only manage this sentence. Lu Mingyang tried his best to suppress his laughter: "I won't!"

With a bang, Chu Mingzheng slapped the edge of the couch and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Ruying, who was guarding the palace gate, hurried to chase Chu Mingzheng. Rushu walked in and asked puzzledly, "Fourth Miss, why did you make His Highness angry?"

"Then I get angry just looking at him!" Lu Mingyang complained, "Why should I suffer in this high-walled courtyard while he enjoys his life outside?"

Ruying felt that His Highness was a little aggrieved and reminded him, "But it's not His Highness's fault that you're locked up here."