Shi Jun looked slightly at the place not far away. The woman with a rosy face and a slender waist was his future wife, named Xu Mian. He knew it.

His eyes darkened and he said coldly, "Go to Xuanzheng Hall." He

sat on the ceremonial guard, followed by the palace maids and court officials.

Xu Mian returned to Penglai Hall, and the palace maid came to report, "Crown Princess, this is something sent by the Grand Marshal and Xiao Pei."

Her father, Lord Xu, sent a stack of books. He had taught Xu Mian to be a woman who worked hard to accumulate knowledge, so that she could be a good wife to the prince. But he didn't know that Xu Mian was most annoyed by these words since she was a child.

In the box beside were some exquisite gadgets, fan leaves, fan ribs, and a tool kit containing materials for the Xiangfei Bamboo Su Embroidery Double-Sided Eight-Thread Embroidery Fan.

There was also a handful of bamboo threads as thin as a hair, used to make porcelain-based bamboo weaving.

A large jar of clay.

Brother Pei still knew what I liked. Xu Mian had already thought of what to mold when he picked up the clay.

Pei Yu was the only son of Prime Minister Pei Qing. He just won the top spot in the imperial examination this year and had been playing well with Xu Mian since childhood.

Xuelian advised, "Your Highness must be too busy and forgot to give the Crown Princess a surprise."

"It doesn't matter."

Xu Mian had no hope that Shi Yan liked her. She thought it was enough to be a couple who respected each other, including the detoxification of him that day.

"Crown Princess, the Queen Mother sent a message saying that you should go to the Purple Palace to wait for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

What for? Xu Mian's face was puffed with anger, but she had to go through the motions.

Putting down the clay in her hand, "Wait... I'll go and make him... hate him to death... and then come back."

Along the way, Xuelian urged her, "Crown Princess, don't be angry with His Royal Highness. If you can find a way to stay in the Purple Palace tonight, you're halfway to success."

Xu Mian covered her ears and walked quickly forward.

In the Xuanzheng Palace, the atmosphere was solemn.

The emperor personally came down from the throne and helped Shi Jun up.

When their eyes met, Shi Jun's dark eyes trembled slightly, and his palms were so tense that cold sweat broke out.

The emperor held Shi Jun's hand, felt cold sweat, and was full of pity and concern: "The prince is still weak, go see your mother, she is very worried about you."

Shi Jun lowered his head and said respectfully: "Yes, father."

At the moment of turning his head, he clenched his fists in his wide sleeves, so hard that his nails dug into his flesh. Resentment rolled in his heart, and the expression on his face became angry and gloomy, like a blade covered with resentment, cutting through people's hearts.

Emperor, do you know who you are seeing now?

The procession stopped outside a palace. Before entering Kunning Palace, a graceful and elegant woman was seen walking out quickly with small steps. Even in middle age, she was still radiant.

"Mother." Shi Jun said sourly.

"Yan'er!" Empress Xiao hugged her son tightly, crying with excitement.

This voice made Shi Jun smile meaningfully.

"Don't worry, mother, I'm back."

The voice was deep and magnetic, as if it was a thousand-year-old lake carrying an unfathomable heaviness.

Empress Xiao pulled Shi Jun and asked about his physical condition with concern.

"Did Yan'er get hurt in this assassination?"

"I'm fine, just a little frightened." Shi Jun said calmly.

"That's good, Bodhisattva bless you." Empress Xiao put her hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

Shi Jun stared at Empress Xiao, with a complex emotion in his heart.

"Mother, I have prepared many of your favorite dishes to nourish you."

"Mother, I am a little tired."

Shi Jun stopped. He was afraid that he could not control his emotions and wanted to avoid the contact of the first meeting.

Queen Xiao did not force him any more. "Okay, Yan'er, go back and have a good rest. Mianmian was very worried about you when you were assassinated this time. She cried several times. She is waiting for you in Zichen Hall now. Please accompany her well."

Shi Jun nodded and turned to leave Kunning Palace.

On the ceremonial procession, the solemn and magnificent palace was unfamiliar to him.

I want revenge!

This time, I am the one who lives and Shi Yan is the one who dies!

I will replace him! Take away everything he has! Become the master!

In the Zichen Palace, a few faint lights filtered through the window paper and fell to the ground.

The scent of sandalwood filled the air, complementing the cabinet decorated with rosewood.

Shi Jun walked into the palace with heavy steps.

Inside the palace, a tender voice came, "Your Highness."

Shi Jun lowered his eyes and saw a charming girl sitting in front of the ebony desk, looking up at him. He

had just seen her at the gate of the palace two hours ago. She was Shi Yan's wife, and now she is his wife.

Shi Jun restrained his gloomy expression, nodded slightly, and went to the inner hall.

Xu Mian knew that he was going to change clothes. Xuelian outside the hall waved vigorously, motioning her to follow him in. Even the palace servants did not enter the hall today, in order to let the Crown Princess serve the Crown Prince in person to cultivate feelings.

Xu Mian stood up and walked slowly into the inner hall.

Hearing the footsteps, Shi Jun returned to the closet from the window. When he opened it, there were a dazzling array of colorful clothes.

Each piece of clothing was decorated with golden dragon patterns, shining and showing his noble status.

From now on, these all belonged to him.

There were more than ten kinds of golden crowns, each with its own characteristics; more than a dozen jade belts, exquisite and gorgeous; jade rings and jade pendants were of various kinds and beautiful.

Xu Mian walked over to him, "Your Highness...which...robe do you want?"

Her voice was soft, as if moistened with water, and a little sweet.

Shi Jun offered a black brocade robe, but Xu Mian deliberately didn't catch it. The robe was about to fall to the ground, but was grabbed by the man.

Xu Mian smiled secretly in her heart, and was so angry that you called me away.

Shi Jun was tall, and she was petite, so it was a little difficult for her to put on this dress.

The man glanced down at the beauty, her movements were very unfamiliar, and it was obvious that she didn't do this kind of thing often.

Xu Mian stood on tiptoe to button his collar, and tied the belt close to the edge of his robe. A unique fragrance of a young girl wafted into Shi Jun's nostrils.

A strange feeling arose in his heart.

"Okay." Xu Mian said lightly and sweetly.

Shi Jun pointed to his waist, where there was still a jade belt that had not been put on.

He chose one, and Xu Mian pulled it over, and deliberately threw it to the ground with a "pop".

He squatted down and picked it up slowly. This should be to get me out of here, right?

The Crown Princess Xu Mian that Shi Jun knew was the only daughter of the Taiwei. She was outstanding in appearance and stuttered when she spoke. But today, she was still stupid.

The man bent down, picked up the jade belt, and tied it himself.

Xu Mian stood beside him with his hands behind his back, thinking secretly.

It's strange, why is the arrogant crown prince so good-tempered today? In the past, his temper was known to be explosive, and he had no tolerance for the people who served him.

Shi Jun was choosing a jade ring, and Xu Mian wanted to try it out for the last time, so he picked up a transparent jade ring first, which was the one Shi Yan wore the most on weekdays. He deliberately threw it to the ground, and the jade ring rolled from the mahogany floor to the window.

Fortunately, the jade was hard and did not break.

The man did not make a scolding sound, but chose the whitest and coldest jade ring for himself, and gently put it on his thumb.

Surprisingly, the jade ring fit so well, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Shi Jun's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a sinister and evil smile: Very good, a perfect fit.

From now on, all of this will belong to me!

Xu Mian ran to the window to pick up the jade ring, wondering why he was not angry at all?

Shi Jun turned around and stared at the woman in front of him.

Her face was beautiful and charming, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

In fact, it was not shyness, but a guilty smile.

Xu Mian was confused and stared at Shi Jun for a few more times. The man came over and stretched out his hand, gently lifting the chin of the beauty.

When their eyes met, Shi Jun said charmingly: "This face is indeed beautiful, but it's a pity that she has a stutter."

Xu Mian was annoyed, and she pried the man's hand off her chin with her small hand, and turned up her black and white eyes to glare at him fiercely.

It's better to stutter, and talk less.

It's better to be a little stupid, so that you won't find his flaws.