What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 57: A More Suitable Prince Consort

"If you want to invite young talents, just invite young talents. Why bring up my teacher?"

On the day of the lotus appreciation banquet, Tang Xiaobai recalled the cold expression on Mr. Zhang’s face that day, still feeling awkward enough to want to hit someone.

"Isn’t your teacher a talent?" The culprit, without any sense of wrongdoing, smiled brightly like a flower in the fading light.

Pingyang Princess’s lotus appreciation banquet was set for the evening of the first day of June.

The sky gradually darkened as the lights became brighter.

Along the corridors, among the flowers and trees, skirts flowed like waterfalls, silk robes like frost, scarves wrapped around faintly visible jade arms, under the neck snow-white skin tinted with fragrance, illuminated by contrasting shadows, exuding elegance everywhere.

Today, indeed, many young talents were invited to the lotus appreciation banquet.

The talents were arranged in the East Garden, separated only by a thin curtain from the West Garden filled with beauties, with pen-holding figures shaded like pines on one side and fan-wielding waists like willows on the other, uniquely charming.

Yet, despite inviting so many charming young talents, Pingyang Princess didn’t bother to mingle, leaning lazily by the water, chatting with Tang Jiaojiao.

Interestingly enough, these two had gotten physical last time, yet now one dared to invite, the other dared to come, and they sat together as if nothing had happened.

As expected, being villains together, do they have a more compatible atmosphere?

However, although sitting together, Miss Tang said little today, leisurely pinching grapes while listening to her sister debate with Pingyang Princess.

"A teacher is a teacher, a talent is a talent, they are different, a teacher cannot be trifled with!" Tang Xiaobai said seriously.

"Pfft—" Just lifting her cup to drink, Tang Jiaojiao almost sprayed, "Who taught you that?"

Tang Xiaobai was puzzled, "I read attentively! Is it strange to learn a few words?"

Pingyang Princess laughed heartily: "How could I dare trifle with your teacher, with his status, the direct grandson of Zhang Family of Qizhou, hahaha... trifle..."

Tang Xiaobai wasn’t reassured by this, instead, her brow furrowed even more.

Last time Pingyang Princess heard "Zhang Family of Qizhou" and was clueless, now she even knows Mr. Zhang is the direct grandson, clearly went to inquire!

What’s the point of inquiring if not interested?

Pingyang Princess, seeing the serious expression on the girl’s face, laughed even more joyfully: "Don’t worry, even if I wanted to raise beautiful boys, I couldn’t afford one like your teacher—" Her eyes sparkled as they turned, "If I had to raise someone, it would be that little cutie next to you!"

The young girl’s face indeed changed dramatically, standing up with a "whoosh": "He’s only twelve!"

Pingyang Princess said with a mischievous smile: "Raise him for two years, and he’ll be fourteen or fifteen, won’t he?"

The girl looked indignant: "Still only—"

"Enough!" Tang Jiaojiao frowned, interrupting them, casting a cold glance at Pingyang Princess, "Xiao Bai is still young!"

"I think she understands everything!" Pingyang Princess propped her head with one hand, raising her eyebrows at Tang Xiaobai.

Tang Xiaobai lowered her head, shrinking behind her sister, and said weakly, "No, I don’t understand..."

Tang Jiaojiao glanced at her and said to Pingyang Princess, "You’re a princess, different from us. We can’t learn your ways. Don’t talk about this with her."

Pingyang Princess smiled, summoning a maid serving wine, drank half a cup, her eyes lazily filled with the effects of alcohol: "Different indeed, I’m not as good as you guys!"

Tang Jiaojiao stared at her for a moment, then gestured slightly, and the maid of Duke Yan Mansion retreated a few steps understandingly.

Pingyang Princess also winked to dismiss those around.

"What do you mean? Do you still want Zhao Jing?" Tang Jiaojiao casually pulled her sister close, and asked in a low, indifferent voice.

Pingyang Princess gave a self-deprecating smile: "If I still want Zhao Jing, wouldn’t you laugh at me for a lifetime?"

Tang Jiaojiao snorted, "Do I have time for that?"

"Tang Jiaojiao!" Pingyang Princess’s face couldn’t hold it any longer.

Tang Jiaojiao chuckled and said, "If you really don’t want Zhao Jing, how could there be no way?"

"You have a way?" Pingyang Princess immediately perked up.

Tang Xiaobai also pricked up her ears.

"Become a nun!" Tang Jiaojiao said effortlessly.

"What kind of suggestion is that?" Tang Xiaobai couldn’t help but say, "Kill a thousand enemies, suffer eight hundred casualties!"

Tang Jiaojiao shot her a sideways glance: "You think you can come up with one?"

Tang Xiaobai racked her brains to think.

Tang Jiaojiao sneered and leisurely added, "Actually, there’s another way—"

Tang Xiaobai and Pingyang Princess both looked at her expectantly.

"Find someone more suitable than Zhao Jing, someone who will make His Majesty more satisfied as the Prince Consort."

The emperor doesn’t allow Pingyang Princess to break off the engagement with Zhao Jing, simply because he values Zhao Jing, meaning that, in his eyes, Pingyang Princess is just a daughter for a political marriage.

Then find a more valuable political marriage.

It’s a plan, but—

"Who to switch to?" Tang Xiaobai was a bit sensitive to this question.

Pingyang Princess, seeing her speak, wanted to tease her: "I think your teacher is good, His Majesty would surely like him!"

The young girl’s face indeed changed color.

Before the girl could say anything, her sister first "hissed" and said, "Zhang Family of Qizhou, not someone you can marry just because you want to."

Pingyang Princess was displeased: "I’m a princess, can’t I marry a commoner?"

"Why don’t you try?" Miss Tang showed a look that she wouldn’t mind a good show.

Pingyang Princess was immediately eager to try.

"What’s there to try?" Tang Xiaobai quickly said seriously, "Marriages can’t be trifled with! Hastily choosing another marriage to avoid one is unnecessary!" With this trouble-causing behavior, becoming a nun is better!

"What’s the problem?" Tang Jiaojiao said indifferently, "First replace Zhao Jing, delay the wedding, and choose someone else later. You’re a princess, there’s no need to care about reputation." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Pingyang Princess’s eyes brightened, clapping her hands: "There is someone, His Majesty will definitely agree. If I marry him, I won’t change in the future!"

"Who?"

"Who?"

The sisters asked in unison.

Pingyang Princess propped her chin with her elbow, smiling flirtatiously at Tang Jiaojiao: "Of course, Brother Ziqian—"

Before she finished speaking, Tang Jiaojiao’s face changed, waving her scarf at her.

Pingyang Princess screamed and jumped back, inadvertently bumping into someone.

That person raised a hand to steady her arm, seemingly wrapping her in an embrace.

Tang Jiaojiao was about to pursue further, but seeing the shadowy figure under the lamp, she stopped, adjusted her scarf, chin slightly raised, and snorted without hesitation.

Tang Xiaobai also saw the person, her smile froze for a moment, suddenly throwing away the grapes in her hand, shouting, "There’s an assassin—"

As soon as the words were out, those around screamed and rushed off.

Only Tang Xiaobai and Tang Jiaojiao remained unmoved, coldly watching the "assassin."

Pingyang Princess also forcefully pulled away from the person’s hand and ran to Tang Jiaojiao’s side, standing quietly with a cold face.

Not long after, the Princess Guards arrived at the sound, loudly questioning, "Where is the assassin?" After asking, they saw the Princess and hurriedly bowed: "Did the assassin disturb the princess?"

"There is no assassin—" said the person, stepping out from under the lamp.