What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 325 - 321: I Really Am a Femme Fatale

On the fifth day of the eighth month, the Crown Prince held a ceremony at the Confucius Temple.

The Confucius Temple is located within the Imperial College.

Tang Xiaobai felt a bit troubled.

First, she once caused a scene at the Imperial College, and going there might easily get her recognized;

Second, being someone who had bullied the Crown Prince and likely to be retaliated against, she should be avoiding him.

If she went to the Imperial College and got recognized, wouldn’t that be strange?

Would her parents and brother agree?

But if she didn’t go...

That wouldn’t be good either...

Tang Xiaobai agonized over this all night, then got up early the next day, dressed in her most eye-catching attire, and walked towards the main gate confidently.

At this hour, Tang Shigong and Tang Ziqian were just about to leave and were quite surprised to see her come out.

Tang Xiaobai calmly bowed to her father and brother, saying, "I heard that today the Crown Prince is visiting the Imperial College and the Confucius Temple. I’d like to see it."

Tang Shigong sized her up.

Her brocade dress was embroidered with gold, adorned with jade pendants, her hair was styled in twin buns, embellished delicately with pearls—an extravagant outfit rarely seen.

In the past two years, she had grown significantly, with a resilience in her demeanor and spine uncommon to sheltered young ladies.

Under the festive attire, her persona was stern and proud.

Tang Shigong laughed lightly and nodded, "Go ahead!"

The girl’s eyes sparkled with joy, showing a hint of childlike glee.

As father and son rode off from the mansion, Tang Ziqian couldn’t help but ask, "Father, this—"

"If it were Jiaojiao, do you think she would avoid the Crown Prince because she offended him?" Tang Shigong asked.

"No, she wouldn’t." Tang Ziqian answered without a thought.

Tang Jiaojiao had offended many people and never avoided anyone.

Neither did he.

"So why should Ah Jiao avoid?" Tang Shigong countered, "We can’t demand wisdom from her just because she is understanding."

...

The Imperial College was in Wuben Village, with the northern exit facing Anshang Gate of the Imperial City.

The Crown Prince entered through Anshang Gate, heading to the Imperial College.

The route between Wuben Village’s north gate and Anshang Gate was cordoned off, with the imperial guard outlining a path for the Crown Prince’s entourage to pass through.

As soon as Second Miss Tang’s carriage appeared, it was recognized, and whispers spread:

"Isn’t that Second Miss Tang? Why is she here? Isn’t she afraid of being abducted again?"

"Afraid of what? Her family boldly braved the Eastern Palace!"

"But isn’t this kind of brazenness a bit provocative?"

"That’s the way of the Duke Yan Mansion!"

"Indeed, consider Miss Tang..."

Tang Xiaobai listened to a few sentences and felt a bit disappointed.

No one spread rumors of her torrid, torturous romance with the little ancestor?

The gossip prowess of the Capital City’s people is lacking...

She had come just in time, and shortly after, the Crown Prince’s entourage arrived.

Banners fluttered in front, flanked by imposing attendants.

The young Crown Prince’s sedan was grand and magnificent.

Tang Xiaobai openly rolled up the curtain to watch.

She had seen this sedan many times before, each time veiled by layers of drapery hiding the occupant’s features.

This time, however, the curtains were pulled up, allowing the citizens on either side to see the Crown Prince’s features clearly.

In his crimson silk robe, his face appeared like cold jade.

The Crown Prince’s ceremonial attire was as solemn and grand as she remembered, yet the once young Crown Prince had grown up, his figure beneath the fine robes as straight and tall as bamboo.

He looked straight ahead, with deep, dark eyes and a cold, unapproachable aura.

Is this what it’s like to become a Crown Prince?

Tang Xiaobai observed the reverent expressions of the surrounding citizens and felt slightly dazed.

At that moment, he turned his gaze towards her.

At that instant, Tang Xiaobai reacted in a way she hadn’t anticipated.

She ducked back inside.

Once she realized her reaction, Tang Xiaobai’s face burned red.

It’s not the first time seeing him; there’s no need to be so shy!

Tang Xiaobai roughly rubbed her face, resolving to return to the worldly society to regain her composure.

However, when she again opened the curtain, she found something amiss.

The Crown Prince’s sedan was still in its previous position, with the Crown Prince himself intently looking at her.

Not only the Crown Prince but nearly everyone around followed his gaze and looked at her.

Tang Xiaobai wanted to duck inside again.

But this time, retreating would be far too embarrassing.

She could only stiffen her posture and meet Li Mu’s gaze, fully displaying the unyielding spirit of the Duke Yan Mansion.

The little ancestor’s lips moved slightly, as if smiling a little.

Tang Xiaobai knew she seemed somewhat provocative.

Yet she provoked her own little ancestor, so what’s to worry about?

As her mind settled, she saw the little ancestor suddenly leap from the sedan, like a bird flying into the forest, rushing towards her.

The crowd gasped and stirred.

She tilted her head back, dumbstruck, watching as he landed on the front of her carriage.

His crimson robe swirled around, enveloping her into an embrace.

"You came to me willingly," he said softly, his lips slightly curled in what seemed a cold smile.

Then, Second Miss Tang was once again abducted to the Eastern Palace...

...

"Surely it’s not necessary to avoid the Imperial College altogether?"

In the Eastern Palace Lizheng Hall, Tang Xiaobai was sitting on a low couch covered with soft cushions, stretching out her legs for Doctor Feng to examine her ankle.

"Next time, then," Li Mu replied.

Having captured someone, naturally they would return to the Eastern Palace, and not first take her on a tour around the Imperial College, right?

Moreover, he wasn’t certain if her ankle had fully healed.

"Second Miss’s ankle seems fine," Feng Hua said after a long examination, unable to get any complaint of pain from the young lady, feeling amused and helpless as he reported to the Crown Prince.

In truth, she hadn’t sustained any real injury; even if he were the Divine Doctor Huatuo reborn, he couldn’t find anything wrong.

"There’s also a knee injury," Li Mu remarked.

Before he could finish, Tang Xiaobai sternly protested, "No, there’s not!"

"Li Mu, that’s enough! Stop examining me!" Tang Xiaobai hugged her knees and glared at him.

Enough is enough! It’s just a little bruise, and he had to trouble Divine Doctor Feng over it—doesn’t she have any dignity?

Li Mu finally relented and dismissed Doctor Feng.

But it didn’t end there; he summoned an eunuch, who proceeded to bring food and fetch books and silk.

Observing this scene, Tang Xiaobai suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu: "Was it you who had me brought to the Crown Prince Mansion back on the Dragon Boat Festival of the eleventh Taixing year?"

The little ancestor replied with a look of nonchalance, "If not me, then who else? Yu Jun?"

Tang Xiaobai was momentarily speechless, muttering, "Why always abducting people back and forth?"

"That time was my lack of foresight..."

Tang Xiaobai, noticing his lowered head, felt her heart soften, "You were young then; it’s normal not to think everything through."

Li Mu looked up at her, his gaze seemingly smiling, "This time, you provoked me first. If I don’t capture you back and punish you properly, wouldn’t I lose face?"

Tang Xiaobai blushed deeply upon hearing "punish properly."

It seemed something was amiss with her; she must have read too many domineering romances...

"Why is Ah Jiao blushing?" He leaned in closer to inspect her face, his eyes deep under fine lashes, shadows of her reflection flickering within them.

Tang Xiaobai inadvertently blushed even more, pushing him slightly, trying to save face, "I was reminded of the mockery outside Anshang Gate, saying I overstepped by provoking the Eastern Palace. It made me angry!"

Li Mu chuckled softly, comforting her, "No need to be angry. Later, when the Duke comes to pick you up, they’ll say the Eastern Palace also fears the Duke Yan Mansion somewhat."

Speaking of which, Tang Xiaobai felt another headache, "Why make such a big fuss? Turning back midway from the Confucius Temple ceremony—who knows how the Imperial Censure will charge you now!"

To appear, inciting conflict on both sides, and letting the current Crown Prince face censure and accusations.

She truly was a femme fatale!

Seeing her concern for him, Li Mu felt a gentle warmth, leaning closer to speak softly, "I have the Diary of Emperor Hui Zhao, documenting the former emperor’s daily conduct. Ministers and officials alike praised his benevolence and filial piety," pausing slightly, "yet he’s dead now."

As he spoke, he took her hand, gently pressing and kneading it, seeming to seek solace.

Tang Xiaobai, unsure how to comfort him, just let him be.

Li Mu held her hand, bringing it to his lips for a kiss, then looked up into her eyes.

"Ah Jiao, I don’t mind if they know what kind of Crown Prince now resides in the Eastern Palace."