Chapter 92 Discussing with Yan Jue to Arrange a Consort for the First Prince

Seeing that Shen Pingjin had suddenly stopped moving, Lu Qingjia asked in confusion, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Shen Pingjin finally snapped out of her reverie. "Jiajia, I'm fine. Let's go."

“Okay.” Lu Qingjia obediently followed Shen Pingjin.

When Aunt Yuyan saw Shen Pingjin arrive, she was discussing the price of "water peach blossoms" with Su Xuanmao and Shen Ruixue. She quickly turned around and greeted Shen Pingjin.

Shen Pingjin nodded in acknowledgment, and Aunt Yuyan, who was about to curtsy, stopped.

When Su Xuanmao and Shen Ruixue saw Shen Pingjin arrive, the two who were talking immediately stopped.

She's actually the queen of awkward silences? Shen Pingjin raised an eyebrow.

When Su Xuanmao saw Shen Pingjin arrive, he looked at the "Water Peach Blossom" dress again and felt that it seemed to belong on Shen Pingjin.

Su Xuanmao said to Aunt Yuyan in a deep voice, "Wrap up this 'Water Peach Blossom' and send it to the Crown Prince's residence."

At the same time, he glanced at Chen Pingjin beside him.

"Yes, ma'am."

Shen Pingjin didn't want to have too much interaction with Su Xuanmao. She glanced at the "Water Peach Blossom" dress and knew that this dress might not be meant for her in this life.

Well, well, it's a way of saying goodbye to the past.

Shen Pingjin looked at Lu Qingjia: "Jiajia, do you want your sister to buy you some clothes?"

Lu Qingjia always agreed to Shen Pingjin's requests. Seeing that Lu Qingjia agreed, Shen Pingjin immediately took Lu Qingjia to the clothing room next door.

Little did she know that as Shen Pingjin turned around, a dark light flashed past the window.

Ye Ting leaned against the window, using a secret technique to hide in the darkness, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But in his heart, he was secretly worried about his master.

The Princess Consort was just grabbed by that devilish Crown Prince, his behavior was so reckless. And then there were Nian An, Nian Ning, and even that little genius from the General's Mansion, none of them were there. If he could intervene...

Ye Ting's eyes darkened, and he suddenly felt that his master was in a sorry state. Why did it feel like his master was being green-glowing?

Oh dear, why think so much? Never mind, he needs to report this to his master as soon as possible.

At this moment, Yan Jue was sitting inside the carriage, his large, well-defined hands supporting his profile.

"Whoa—"

After an unknown amount of time, the maidservant guarding outside finally lifted the curtain, her expression respectful: "Reporting to the Regent, we have arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Yan Jue nodded, signaling the maid to leave.

The man's voice was deep and husky, like a passionate call in the summer. The maid's heart couldn't help but flutter, and her face, hidden by her hair, seemed to blush.

The man seemed to be wearing a luxurious gold-embroidered crimson striped brocade robe today because he was going to the palace, and his long legs were encased in a pair of black boots.

The area was inlaid with tiny pieces of gold, which swayed and made a crisp sound as he walked.

The man had deep, dark eyes, and his black hair, tied up high, flowed freely. His cold and sculpted profile appeared even more handsome and extraordinary in the maid's eyes.

The man's pleasant scent wafted over her, and the maid felt as if she were about to drown in it, as if she were suffocating.

Yan Jue didn't even glance at the maid. After getting off the carriage, he strode towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When Eunuch Shun, who was guarding outside the hall, saw Yan Jue arrive, he quickly bent down and hurried into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Within seconds, Eunuch Shun emerged from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, his wrinkled face bearing a fawning smile: "Your Highness the Regent has arrived. His Majesty is currently waiting for you inside. This servant will now lead Your Highness inside."

Yan Jue nodded and gave a soft "hmm".

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the carved beams and painted rafters shone brilliantly. The Emperor sat upright on the bright yellow dragon throne, handling state affairs. Hearing footsteps approaching, he looked up and saw Yan Jue. He quickly put down his brush.

"Yan Jue, you've arrived?"

Yan Jue abandoned his usual carefree attitude, replacing it with indifference and respect. He knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and looked at the emperor before him, saying, "Long live the emperor! Your humble servant is late."

The Emperor was taken aback: "Why are you so serious today?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint appearing in his gaze.

Yan Jue said calmly, "Your Majesty usually instructs me to come to the palace for discussions, but he never sends Eunuch Shun. Today... however, he has sent Eunuch Shun in person. I think Your Majesty has something important to discuss with me."

These words were practically directed at the Emperor and Eunuch Shun, who was utterly speechless. After all, wasn't it because the Regent Prince had previously refused to let him visit his residence, claiming it was unlucky? And now, instead, he had...

The Emperor was also surprised by Yan Jue's answer. He laughed heartily and said, "Does the Regent mean that you came here today just to give me face?"

Yan Jue waved his hand, his expression somewhat nonchalant: "Your Majesty, what are you saying? It's not easy for me to come to Your Majesty's place, so it's naturally a great honor."

The Emperor knew that Yan Jue had always been like this; he had even thought that Yan Jue's behavior was just an act.

He said in a deep voice, "Could you please explain to me why I summoned you here, Eunuch Shun?"

"Your Majesty, Eunuch Shun has sent word that you have summoned me to the Hall of Mental Cultivation today to discuss the Spring Banquet with Your Majesty."

"Yes, that's exactly it."

Yan Jue slowly rose from the ground, then walked to a chair beside him and spoke, "I still don't know how Your Majesty would like me to help Your Majesty?"

The Emperor's eyes suddenly darkened, as if dust had settled on them. "I wonder if the Regent knows how many unmarried princes I have?"

Yan Jue crossed his legs and said casually, "Your Majesty, I know. But what about Ziyu, Jingming, and Tianye?"

When Yan Jue recited the names of all the unmarried princes, the Emperor was somewhat surprised, but he didn't think much of it and replied, "The Regent has a good memory. That's right, it's these few good-for-nothing brats!"

Yan Jue smiled, and at the same time understood the Emperor's thoughts. "May I ask, Your Majesty, do you intend to select suitable daughters of officials for these princes at this spring banquet, and then issue an imperial decree to marry them?"

"That's not it. After all, they haven't even spent any time together. If I issue an imperial decree, what if some of them are already engaged but haven't announced it to the public? Wouldn't I make a big fool of myself?"

Yan Jue pondered: "Your Majesty's words make sense. So, according to Your Majesty, what are Your Majesty's thoughts?"

The Emperor pondered for a moment and then said, "Your Highness, this is what I'm thinking. Why not add a segment to the Spring Banquet, which the Crown Princess will preside over, and only unmarried and unengaged daughters of officials can participate in this segment?"