Fang Ruotang was stunned, her heart suddenly pounding.

She blinked twice unconsciously, then winked at Ye Wuxia, her face scrunched up in a panic, almost as if she was about to cover Ye Wuxia's mouth with her hand.

"Minister Ye is really fond of joking."

Fang Ruotang spoke while giving him meaningful glances.

But Ye Wuxia was not cooperating at all.

He said, "We are all serving the Grand Preceptor. I am unworthy, but I wish to serve you with my own body."

Fang Ruotang was stunned for a moment. After realizing what Ye Wuxia had said, her face turned bright red, and she stammered, "W-what are you saying? I, I don't need you to use your body for anything!"

Ye Wuxia raised her eyebrows slightly and said seductively, "Really not necessary? As long as the Grand Preceptor thinks it's good, the Crown Prince won't object. Don't you really want to see me every day?"

Fang Ruotang swallowed hard and began to seek help from the small mirror in her heart.

[Good heavens! What's wrong with Minister Ye today? He suddenly tried to seduce me with his good looks, and right in front of the Crown Prince! What am I supposed to do?! I want to get rid of him, but I don't dare!]

Ye Wuxia's eyes flickered slightly, then she fixed her gaze on Fang Ruotang and smiled even more tenderly.

"The Crown Prince once said that the Grand Preceptor is of extraordinary birth and could choose a few people from the mortal world to serve by his side. What does the Grand Preceptor think of this humble subject?"

Ye Wuxia suddenly bent down and approached Fang Ruotang with a fawning expression.

Fang Ruotang blinked so hard her eyes almost cramped, but the man in front of her didn't seem to care at all. He went his own way and even moved forward a little, his warm breath spraying onto Fang Ruotang's face.

"No, that's not a good idea!"

Fang Ruotang hesitated, not daring to make a definitive statement, but she also dared not agree in front of the Crown Prince. Right now, she just wanted to grab Ye Wuxia's ear and ask him what he was up to.

Didn't the two of them agree to keep their relationship secret?

Why are they being so high-profile now?

It's all for revenge!

Ye Wuxia was furious. He had worked himself to the bone, running around doing everything he could, only to have the Crown Prince spend the entire night playing with Fang Ruotang in the Eastern Palace. Ha...

"Have you finished speaking?" the crown prince asked in a cold voice.

Ye Wuxia slowly straightened her back and looked at His Highness the Crown Prince without fear.

The Crown Prince calmly withdrew his gaze, showing neither joy nor anger, and reached out his hand to Fang Ruotang.

"Judging from the joyful sounds outside, your fifth brother should have brought the bride back. Let's go and witness the ceremony together."

"Ah, oh!"

Fang Ruotang somewhat awkwardly placed her small hand in the prince's palm.

At the same time, I was internally going crazy.

[No, is the Crown Prince alright? Is his eyesight failing him? My relationship with Minister Ye is so obvious, how come he can't see it at all?]

Little Mirror: ...

"No, no, do you have any medicine that can cure the Crown Prince's eyesight?"

[...So, you want the Crown Prince to discover your affair with Minister Ye?]

The little mirror stumped Fang Ruotang immediately.

She felt as if her fate had been seized, and she dared not utter a sound.

"No, there's no need for that. Let me lay the groundwork and think of a way to tell my brother, the Crown Prince, about this so he can accept it more easily."

The crown prince raised an eyebrow and glanced at the petite woman beside him.

His initial unpleasant mood was now tinged with a hint of anticipation. He wanted to know how Fang Ruotang would coax him into agreeing to her plan to expand her harem.

"You just walked away hand in hand like that?" Ye Wuxia was genuinely amused and exasperated.

It's one thing for the Crown Prince to ignore him, but what is Fang Ruotang doing?

He crossed his arms, looking relentless and ready to do something big, his face full of a frivolous and playful smile, a stark contrast to his usual image, clearly on the verge of being driven mad with anger.

Fang Ruotang let go of the Crown Prince's hand, ran over to Ye Wuxia in two quick steps, stretched out a small hand, pinched his sleeve with two fingers, and said obediently, "Today is my fifth brother's wedding! Let's make sure everything goes smoothly for him, okay?"

Ye Wuxia: ...

"Do you want to come with me to the ceremony? Let's share in the newlyweds' good fortune, okay?" Fang Ruotang said, tilting her head slightly, looking charming and adorable.

Ye Wuxia closed her eyes tightly and threatened in a low voice, "Don't think you can get away with this by being cute. I'll settle the score with you later."

With her back to the Crown Prince, Fang Ruotang frantically winked at Ye Wuxia, signaling that they could discuss things privately and stop making a scene now, as she couldn't handle the situation.

Seeing that the two had reached an agreement, the Crown Prince spoke up: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Here I am." Fang Ruotang gave Ye Wuxia one last look before running up to the Crown Prince, taking his hand, and giving him a gentle smile.

"Brother Crown Prince, let's go!"

"Um!"

The Crown Prince responded lightly, glancing mockingly at Ye Wuxia behind him.

All talk and no action.

That's it...

I don’t know what he’s always doing. Whenever Fang Ruotang uses her ultimate weapon and sheds a single tear, he has to kneel down and beg her not to cry. Can’t she learn from him and be a little smarter?

eventful!

Hearing the Crown Prince's mockery, Ye Wuxia's chest heaved with anger, but when he looked up, he saw the little girl he loved secretly turning around to wink at him, her small hand waving behind her back, signaling him to hurry up and catch up.

Suddenly, the anger that had risen within him, which had made the Crown Prince a laughingstock, vanished.

He is not as good as the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince can sit back and relax, but he can't. He doesn't compete or fight. Does he really think that such a big wife can fall from the sky and fall into his arms?

After composing herself, Ye Wuxia regained her gentle demeanor with bright eyes and delicate brows. She stepped forward and said in a warm voice, "Your fifth brother's wedding was so grand. I wonder if my wedding will be like that in the future?"

Fang Ruotang's heart tightened. She stole a glance at Ye Wuxia and felt that there was something bitter about the smile on his lips. She felt a rare pang of guilt.

"Yes, you will have a grand wedding."

[Little Mirror, do you think it's possible that one day I could be like the heroine in those storybooks, marrying six husbands at the same time? Then I could give them all a grand wedding!]

[That's easy. Once the six lords regain some of their memories, they'll force you into marriage. Your concern won't be whether such a wedding will actually happen, but rather who you'll spend your wedding night with. Knowing the six lords as I do, they'll fight tooth and nail for priority in the bridal chamber, even to the point of wanting to kill each other.]

Is it really that scary?

Fang Ruotang was puzzled and confused.

"But they've all accepted marrying me at the same time, so why are they fighting to the death over such a small matter? What if two of them die? Wouldn't the remaining four just benefit from the fight?"

Fang Ruotang's words were like a wake-up call.

The Crown Prince and Ye Wuxia exchanged a glance, seemingly discussing something, before quickly looking away.

Besides, shouldn't I be in charge of my own bridal chamber? They're fighting and arguing, what good will it do if I don't agree? Instead of fighting to the death, they'd be better off fawning over me.

Fang Ruotang's next words drew the intense gazes of the Crown Prince and Ye Wuxia.