Chapter 149 Sisters Marrying the Same Husband?
Xue Ziying pursed her lips and secretly glanced at her mother, only to meet her mother's gratified and appreciative gaze—yes, she was looking at Yan Yang.
She knew her mother was very satisfied with Yan Yang.
Although Yan Yang comes from a noble family, although he is handsome and talented, although he... well, he seems sunny and cheerful, but actually his true nature is a bit...
Xue Ziying couldn't help but wonder if her father and mother would be frightened if they knew that Yan Yang was in charge of the Zhenfu Division.
Because of Yan Yang's attitude, both sides discussed the marriage proposal very happily, and the atmosphere in the main hall visibly became more relaxed and pleasant.
Yan Yang raised an eyebrow as he watched Xue Ziying nestled beside her mother.
After the banquet, at Yan Yang's invitation, the Prince of Huaibei and his wife planned to visit the Prince of Ming's residence first, and then go to the post station with the officials to stay overnight.
However, as soon as Yan Yang and Xue Ziying stepped out of the main hall, Princess Fengwu, who had been dragged out, came up to them and took Xue Ziying's arm in a familiar manner: "Cousin."
Her incredibly affectionate attitude made it seem as if the attempts to sow discord in the main hall had never happened.
Xue Ziying frowned, unable to resist trying to push her hand away.
But Xue Beiyue held on tightly, smiling as she looked at her while glancing shyly at Yan Yang's face: "Your Highness, I would also like to visit the Ming Prince's residence, is that alright?"
The Prince of Huaibei and his wife frowned, their faces showing displeasure.
"Princess," Xue Ziying tried to break free from Ting's grasp, "let go of me first."
Xue Beiyue not only didn't let go, but gripped even tighter: "We're sisters, we should get closer—"
Suddenly, a strong force came and forcibly pulled her hand away: "If your hearing is okay, you should be able to understand what Ziying is saying."
Xue Beiyue stumbled and almost fell down the steps.
Her face flushed slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes: "I...I just haven't seen my cousin in a long time and wanted to talk to her, I didn't mean any harm..."
"Just say what you want to say, why are you holding me so tightly?" Yan Yang held Xue Ziying in his arms and looked at Xue Beiyue lazily. "If you want to go to the Ming Prince's Mansion, that's fine. After you're done, go to the post station with the Prince of Huaibei and his wife. Behave yourself. I'm not interested in you."
Xue Beiyue's face flushed red when her thoughts were exposed: "What...what are you talking about? This princess never said she wanted to marry you, don't be delusional!"
"That would be fine." Yan Yang ignored her and turned to look at the Prince of Huaibei. "Your Highness and Your Highness's Consort, please."
The group left the palace and rode their horses to the Ming Prince's residence.
Upon entering the gates of the Ming Prince's Mansion, servants lined up in the front courtyard to greet us.
Yan Yang ordered someone to brew the best tea, but Xue Beiyue, still unwilling to give up, walked up to Xue Ziying and said, "Cousin, could you show me around the Prince's mansion? You're about to become the mistress of this mansion, so showing me around would be a good way to show me around and be a good host, right?"
Xue Ziying wanted to say that she was not yet the mistress of this royal mansion.
But when she thought that Xue Beiyue might not have the chance to stroll around here anymore once she became the mistress of the house, she nodded and said, "Of course, no problem."
Yan Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Xue Beiyue's face, which was clearly full of calculation... Well, a woman who wears calculation on her face probably only has so much skill. Zi Ying can handle her.
Yan Yang arranged for the head maid and several servants to take care of the distinguished guests, and then led the Prince of Huaibei and his wife to the main hall.
Xue Ziying gave her mother a reassuring look, then led Xue Beiyue to the back garden of the Prince's Mansion.
The Ming Prince's Mansion has a relatively cold and austere style, with a strong sense of majesty, unlike those quiet and elegant styles. There's not much scenery to enjoy—except for the back garden.
Xue Beiyue held Xue Ziying's hand, their intimate posture suggesting a very close relationship.
Even her voice was soft and sweet: "Cousin."
Xue Ziying suppressed the annoyance in her eyes and said calmly, "Princess, please speak your mind."
Xue Beiyue's expression stiffened, then she feigned concern and asked with a smile, "Is my cousin really going to marry Prince Ming?"
Xue Ziying said calmly, "Really."
“Yong and Nanzhao are thousands of miles apart. If you marry him, you may never have the chance to return to Nanzhao in this lifetime.” Xue Beiyue frowned. “The two countries are far apart, and travel is inconvenient. News travels very slowly. What if my cousin is bullied in Yong and has no one of her own by her side?”
Xue Ziying was silent for a moment: "For the sake of peace between the two countries, it's nothing for me to suffer a little grievance."
Xue Beiyue's expression froze.
She thought Xue Ziying would say she believed in King Ming and that King Ming would definitely treat her well, but she didn't expect her to be so righteous.
She harbored resentment and despised her hypocrisy, but on the surface she continued to feign a worried expression: "Actually, my father's intention in coming to Yong Kingdom this time was for me to stay in Yong Kingdom and facilitate a marriage alliance with Yong Kingdom."
Xue Ziying paused, then looked at her expressionlessly: "Doesn't the princess have many suitors? None of them are willing to marry you?"
These words struck a nerve with Xue Beiyue.
Enraged, she shoved Xue Ziying away, yelling, "How dare you!"
The maids who had followed her rushed forward: "Miss Xue, are you alright?"
Xue Ziying shook her head, indicating that she was fine.
Xue Beiyue's anger lasted only a moment.
She quickly composed herself and stepped forward to hold Xue Ziying's hand: "Cousin, I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."
Xue Ziying remained silent with a cold expression.
"I..." Xue Beiyue pulled Xue Ziying's hand and led her to a secluded spot, clearly not wanting the maids behind them to hear. Then she whispered in Xue Ziying's ear, "Ziying, that Ming King... he doesn't care about a woman's chastity. Look at you, all alone in Yong Kingdom, without any family by your side. You must be filled with fear and anxiety day and night, and you must miss your family. How about I stay here with you and keep you company?"
Xue Ziying asked calmly, "What does the princess mean?"
"It means we'll both marry Prince Ming," Xue Beiyue said in a low voice. "We're best friends, we'll help each other out, so... well, you'll help me cover it up..."
Xue Ziying pushed her away: "Don't even think about it."
Xue Beiyue stumbled from the push, staring at her in disbelief: "Cousin, how dare you push me? I'm a princess, you..."
Xue Ziying's beautiful face was tense as she angrily said, "Although you are a princess, you are shameless. How many young men in Nanzhao have you been intimate with? And now you want to use me to marry the Ming King? Although he doesn't care about his reputation, it doesn't mean he'll take any trash. Don't even think about it!"
Xue Beiyue's face turned pale, her expression a mixture of embarrassment and anger.
She stared intently at Xue Ziying, wishing she could slap her twice.
She made such a loud fuss because she wanted to ruin her reputation, make the Prince of Ming misunderstand her as promiscuous, and then despise her, thus eliminating the possibility of her marrying the Prince of Ming.
That damn bitch, she's really cunning.
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