"Miss, should we go in?" The little maid looked at her master cautiously and asked softly.

The woman in red shook her head gently: "Today is his wedding day. Even if I go in, what can I change? Let's go!"

"Miss, then..." The red-dressed woman paused as she turned around and suddenly said in a cold voice, "Give the order and proceed with the plan as usual."

"Yes, miss." The little maid suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Her ordinary-looking face revealed a hint of coldness that was extremely inconsistent with her age.

***

After the complicated and lively wedding, Ling Yuan was sent to the bridal chamber by Wei Jie. Because Ling Yuan was a princess married to a foreign prince, and this marriage had caused some unpleasantness with both royal families, the human heart hidden under the seemingly noisy wedding today was so complicated that it made people tremble with fear, and there were naturally no outsiders in the bridal chamber.

"You've worked hard all the way, so go to bed early today and don't wait for me."

Ling Yuan, who was originally nervous about how to face Wei Jie today, was inexplicably relieved when she heard Wei Jie's words, and nodded immediately: "Okay."

Ling Yuan's relieved sound naturally did not escape Wei Jie's ears. While he felt amused, he did not forget to take off her heavy phoenix crown.

As he raised his eyes, he heard his half-smiled voice: "You don't think that I am so hungry that I won't even let go of a little girl like you, do you?"

Young girl?

Ling Yuan was stunned for a moment before she understood what he was saying. Her cheeks immediately flushed and she looked at him angrily: "I am already eleven years old, not a little girl, but I am still a minor. Please choose your words carefully!"

Wei Jie curled his lips, "What's the difference? Well, I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer. If you need anything, just tell me. From today on, you are the princess of this palace."

When he turned around, he suddenly turned around and said to her: "Before you reach adulthood, I will not touch you. You can relax about this."

Ling Yuan's mouth twitched, and she glared at him fiercely: "Don't worry, as your princess, I have a lot of self-knowledge. I know the situation between you and me better than anyone else!"

Wei Jie raised his eyebrows, half-seriously, "It's easy to cooperate with smart people."

Ling Yuan rolled her eyes to the sky. After seeing Wei Jie off, she immediately ordered her men to undress and take a bath. Her bones had already fallen apart after being rocked by the carriage all the way. Now she just wanted to lie down and have a good rest. Other miscellaneous matters could be dealt with after she woke up.

Wei Jie's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was heard clearly by the people serving inside and outside Taoran Residence. In fact, there was basically no need for him to give any orders. Just from Wei Jie's attitude towards this marriage, these people should have understood that the person from Taoran Residence was the real mistress of their Fengwang Mansion, and no one dared to be careless.

Ling Yuan stayed awake all night until dawn. She woke up early because she was worried about going to the palace the next day.

"Where is the prince?" Ling Yuan looked at An Hui, the maid that Huamao specially transferred from Fengchi Villa to her, and asked with a frown.

"My Lady Princess, the prince left early this morning and told you to go to the palace on your own. He will come back with you when he is free. Anna has prepared breakfast. Do you want to have it now?"

I don't know if it was intentional, but the maids that Huamao, that brat, picked for her were all very pretty. Take An Hui for example. Although she looked like a stepmother and was unnaturally cold, she was very thoughtful in doing things. She was the eldest of the four maids and was already seventeen years old.

The Anna mentioned by An Hui is petite and exquisite, a typical Jiangnan girl, with fair skin and a very pretty appearance. She comes from a family of royal chefs. When she was sent over to Huamao, it was as if he was cutting meat. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with the girl's cooking skills.

When Ling Yuan heard this, her face darkened instantly: "This person really trusts me. He let me enter the palace without even taking a breath?"

"Princess?" An Hui saw that she looked unhappy and was about to speak to comfort her, but she heard Ling Yuan suddenly say, "Serve the meal. We should make the best of it. We will have to face it sooner or later!"

An Hui breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and immediately chose a plain lilac-colored long dress for her. Even though Yuan'er didn't like it, she had to wear it for the sake of the occasion. As for the bun, she chose the simplest style. Anyway, she would be laughed at if she dressed up like this, so there was no need for her to worry too much.

After dressing up and having a simple breakfast, Anne, who was beautiful and flamboyant with a height of 1.7 meters, appeared in a smart female outfit: "Princess, are you ready? Butler Lan has prepared the carriage."

Although Annie looks like a vase, she is the maid with the highest martial arts skills among them and also the one who dislikes women's clothes the most. Even the clothes she wears have been carefully modified by her, so she will not be restrained even when fighting with others. It is similar to the modern jumpsuit, with a skirt on the outside and actually pants on the inside.

Ling Yuan nodded, put down her chopsticks, took the teacup, rinsed her mouth, wiped the corners of her mouth, then slowly stood up and glanced around, "Where's An Ran?"

"To answer your Majesty's question, An Ran is sorting out your dowry. Do you want to call her?"

From the names, it can be seen that the names of these four people were changed after they followed Ling Yuan.

An Hui studied under Han Jin and is a very calm person. He will definitely become her indispensable and capable assistant in the future.

Anna is a good cook and a medical practitioner, and was specially chosen by her brothers to take care of her diet and regulate her body.

Anne is good at fighting and hiding, and she has an independent information network. She is also a girl, so she can be protected to the greatest extent.

An Ran studied under Shen Si and had a very keen sense of business. After Ling Yuan got married, she was in charge of her dowry.

The four maids, each with their own duties, were carefully selected by the fourth young master of Fengchi, so their strength is naturally extraordinary.

Ling Yuan heard this and waved her hand: "Forget it, Anhui, Annie, you follow me into the palace, Anna, you stay at home to help An Ran."

"Yes, Your Majesty." They had just arrived and there were so many things they needed to familiarize themselves with, so they naturally could not be careless.

As we walked out of the mansion, there was indeed a carriage waiting for us. The appearance of the carriage was just like every scene and object in Fengwang Mansion, low-key yet exquisite, and the interior was decorated very attentively and comfortably.

Butler Lan Yu respectfully stepped forward to greet her, "Your Highness, the prince has instructed you to go directly to Ci'an Palace to meet the Queen Mother after entering the palace."

Ling Yuan nodded, "Got it."

He ignored the servant who was kneeling on the ground and jumped lightly onto the carriage.

This action immediately attracted the attention of many guards outside the Phoenix Palace, and even Lan Yu was stunned for a moment.

"What are you still standing there for? Enter the palace."

At Ling Yuan's urging, the guard finally came to his senses, whipped the horse whip, and the wheels of the cart rolled steadily.

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Yuan, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The smell of blood was very strong, even mixed with the special smell of burning corpses.

"What's going on?"

Anne lifted the car curtain and saw black smoke billowing above the street on the right: "There's a fire over there."

The Fengwang Mansion is located in the most expensive Dongcheng District in the capital, and the place where the thick smoke is coming out is only a thousand meters away from their Fengwang Mansion.

Ling Yuan looked over there intently. The place was now under martial law, and the outside was surrounded by people. From time to time, people could be heard sighing and crying. Obviously, something big had happened.

And their path has just been regulated. Otherwise, it would be impossible to pass.

"In reply to your question, Princess, just after midnight last night, the Zuo Xiang Mansion was wiped out."

When the guard's calm voice came from outside, Ling Yuan's eyes suddenly sharpened, "Left Prime Minister's Mansion?"

The guard immediately replied, "Yes, it is the Left Prime Minister's Mansion."

Ling Yuan lifted the car curtain, looked at the billowing smoke, smelled the disgusting smell of blood in the air, and her eyes darkened slightly.

She had just gotten married and had encountered such a thing. It seemed that the water in Siyou Country was deeper than she had imagined.

It has been so long since midnight last night, and the smoke is still so thick. It seems that the battle last night must have been very brutal.

Perhaps because of the murder of the entire family at the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, there were many Royal Guards along the way from Prince Feng's Mansion to the Imperial Palace. Even the number of people on the streets was much less, and everyone had a solemn expression and walked hurriedly.

When they arrived at the palace gate, the eunuch in charge of Ci'an Palace was already waiting. When he saw the carriage of Prince Feng's Mansion, he immediately came to greet them: "Your servant Xiao Dezi pays respect to Princess Feng. May the princess be blessed with good health."

After some polite exchanges, Ling Yuan finally understood the eunuch's intention.

It turned out that today's greeting ceremony had been waived, and the Queen Mother even specially arranged for her to go back home to rest. It was obvious that it was because of the case of the massacre of the Left Prime Minister's family.

Ling Yuan wished it were so. Asking her to deal with those palace concubines would be more than boring; it would be a torture.