She glanced at Xian Ge with disdain, but what she said was a request for his help.
"You have a way to get into the Eastern Palace, and you're even willing to help me communicate my predicament to the Third Prince. Surely you can't help me marry him?"
Xian Ge blinked nervously, neither denying nor confirming.
Cheng Suyun had no choice but to say sternly, "If I marry the Third Prince, you will truly become my great-aunt's favorite. I don't believe you won't have your eyes on me."
Seeing the situation, Xiange was both fearful and ambitious. She half-heartedly agreed, "There is a way, but the specific method depends on whether the princess dares to be ruthless."
"What?" Cheng Suyun asked expectantly, her eyes shining.
The stringed song tempted: "The Third Prince will certainly not be able to get rid of Miss Zheng, but if the Princess gets the qualification to become the Third Prince's principal wife before Miss Zheng does."
"Even though Empress Dowager Cheng was angry with you back then, in order to compete with Empress Dowager Zheng, she would always do her best to help you become the Third Prince's principal wife first, slap Empress Dowager Zheng in the face, and make you suppress Zheng Yutong."
"The fact that the Third Prince developed feelings for you when he liked Miss Zheng shows that he has a soft heart. Even if you do something wrong, you'll eventually become a couple who fight in bed but make up in bed. Are you afraid that you won't be able to appease him?"
After Xiange finished speaking, Cheng Suyun fell into deep thought, and then a look of determination appeared in her eyes.
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The Eastern Palace.
A lantern banquet was held in the palace, and everyone had to bring a lantern to the event. Yue Jiang was worried about what to paint.
Just then, Jing Yan returned. Yue Jiang watched as he strode into the room, first taking off his outer robe and placing it on the clothes rack, then removing the intricate jade pendants from his body, and walking towards her with practiced ease. He seemed to be getting more and more comfortable in Yichun Palace.
Yue Jiang teased, "Your Highness, are you really not planning to go back to Xiande Palace? This concubine is truly having a terrible headache!"
"Trying to get rid of me?" Jing Yan slowed her pace as she walked over, scrutinizing the smile in Yue Jiang's eyes, guessing that she probably felt she was being manipulated by her again.
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