The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 261 The unspeakable secret

"This is absolutely terrifying." Jing Anle shook his head in disbelief, meaning that the preparations made during this period were nothing more than superficial damage to Prince Qing.

Afang and Muping exchanged a glance. They both knew what this meant. Behind Prince Qing was Ji Kun and that elite army, which had grown many times over in the years.

"Do you think Father Emperor already knows?" Jing Anle asked again.

On the day Jing Anle disappeared, Emperor Jing searched almost the entire mountain; it was impossible that no trace of him was found.

Mu Ping pondered for a moment, "The princess's guess is not without reason."

It was getting late, so Jing Anle decided to go and find out what was going on from Emperor Jing the next day.

"in addition……"

"How's the preparation for that thing we did last time going?"

Mu Ping assured her, "Princess, rest assured, I will have people keeping a close watch on the Pingchang Marquis's residence. Our people will follow Murong Peifeng whenever he leaves the residence."

Jing Anle nodded. "This time, Jing Rou is determined to kill Murong Peifeng. She might go all out. Are the people you've prepared reliable?"

Mu Ping understood Jing Anle's meaning and continued, "I have already given instructions. They will not use force, but will use trickery to rescue Murong Peifeng at the last moment."

Afang was confused. "Why not just have him killed directly? Why go through all that trouble?"

“You don’t understand him.”

Hmm? Mu Ping and A Fang looked at Jing Anle at the same time, as if to say: Do you know Murong Peifeng?

“Ahem~” Jing Anle coughed lightly, “What I mean is that this person is selfish, cunning, and vindictive. If he knew that Jing Rou wanted to kill him, he would naturally resent Jing Rou and Prince Qing.”

"Furthermore, it won't be long before Father bestows a marriage upon Jingrou and Qizhi, and then things will get even more interesting."

Afang nodded as if she understood, "I see."

“In that case, how could Murong Peifeng possibly grant their wish? He will definitely find a way to stop them!” Mu Ping said from the side.

“That’s right! In this way, Prince Qing will not be able to form an alliance with Qi Zhi and will not be able to rely on Qi’s military strength.”

"Naturally, we cannot attack Jing Kingdom and repeat the tragedy of the previous life," Jing Anle thought to himself.

The next day, Jing Anle went to see Emperor Jing. Naturally, she didn't speak so directly, but instead spoke indirectly about how Zhao Yayi described the assassin's swordsmanship that day as exquisite and unparalleled, and how her moves were divine, as if she was afraid that Emperor Jing wouldn't know that it was the Pear Blossom Sword Technique.

As expected, Emperor Jing's expression grew increasingly grim, but he still said to Jing Anle with affection, "Alright, I understand. If there's nothing else, you can go back now. I still have official business to attend to."

"Does Father find Anle too talkative?" Acting coquettishly was a tactic Jing Anle often used.

Emperor Jing sighed helplessly; he could never do anything about this daughter.

Seeing that Emperor Jing was at a loss, Jing Anle pressed her advantage and said, "When I returned yesterday, I happened to find that Madam Zhao had fallen ill. Miss Zhao was very anxious. As a daughter herself, Anle would like to ask Father to send an imperial physician to treat Madam Zhao."

Emperor Jing looked at Jing Anle before him, who was incomparably beautiful and radiant. More importantly, she was kind-hearted, loving, and grateful. Emperor Jing was very satisfied and said with a smile, "Anle has really grown up. Just a few months ago, she was a willful little girl. I feel as if she has become a different person."

Jing Anle knew that Emperor Jing was joking, but she felt extremely sad. She turned away so that Emperor Jing wouldn't see the tears in the corners of her eyes. "Isn't it good that our daughter has grown up?"

"Very well, but in my heart, you will always be my daughter, a child who will never grow up."

Jing Anle could no longer hold back. She turned around and threw herself into Emperor Jing's arms, sobbing, "Father... Waaaaah..."

"Why are you crying for no reason? Did Feng Yao bully you again?" Emperor Jing didn't react for a moment, only feeling that Jing Anle had been wronged.

“No, Anle just thinks that Father Emperor is too good, too good.” Jing Anle choked up.

Emperor Jing smiled warmly, “As parents, we all hope that our children are safe and sound. Although I hold a high position, I am still just a mortal, and naturally I have feelings for my children.”

"Alright, you're a young lady now, you should pay attention to your manners and behavior in the future."

"Yes, Father."

While the parents were enjoying themselves, Princess Yongping entered without them noticing.

"Royal brother!" Princess Yongping personally carried a bowl of tonic, her face beaming with smiles.

"Auntie, are you well?" Jing Anle greeted her, wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes as she spoke.

Emperor Jing's expression immediately turned grim. "Yongping is here."

Jing Anle immediately sensed something was wrong. "Then Anle will return to the palace first."

"Ah."

Just as Jing Anle brushed past Princess Yongping, Jing Anle had a hunch that Princess Yongping seemed to really like her father, the Emperor.

Princess Yongping was the same; her smiling face instantly changed to one of disgust the moment Jing Anle left. When she entered, she had seen Jing Anle leaning against Emperor Jing's chest, and at that moment, she was consumed by jealousy, wishing she could kill Jing Anle, even though they were father and daughter!

"Why are you here?" Emperor Jing barely paid any attention to Princess Yongping and went straight to handling state affairs.

Upon hearing Emperor Jing speak to her, Princess Yongping's expression instantly changed. She put on a gentle smile and said, "This humble woman personally prepared black chicken soup for Your Majesty to nourish your body."

"Just put it there," Emperor Jing said indifferently, refusing to say more.

Princess Yongping ignored her words, saying, "My brother used to love my black chicken soup the most. He even said he didn't want me to get married and wanted to drink my soup all the time."

“But my brother allowed my father to marry me off to the southern border.”

"But now it's all good, Yongping can stay by his brother's side forever."

She talked to herself, completely ignoring how ugly Emperor Jing's expression was.

"Yongping!" Emperor Jing could no longer contain himself, his voice cold.

"You are the Queen of the Southern Frontier! Be mindful of your status," Emperor Jing reminded her.

Princess Yongping's eyes darkened, and tears welled up again. "Royal brother, I don't like being the Queen of Southern Xinjiang. You know, I want to..."

"Shut up!" Emperor Jing shouted, throwing the memorial in his hand far away.

Princess Yongping was stunned by the loud noise. She seemed to regain her senses a little, looked at Emperor Jing with tears in her eyes, said nothing, and turned away angrily.