The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 251 A Family Banquet in the Palace (1)

Before they knew it, the day of the family banquet arrived. Jing Anle had rested well; while not exactly full of energy, he had no problem attending the banquet.

Princess Yongping's return to the palace will surely bring some big moves. A few days ago, Jing Anle was resting due to illness and no diagnosis was found. Now that it's a family banquet, she naturally wants to see what Yongping is up to.

"What is the princess thinking about?" Afang inserted the last gold hairpin into Jing Anle's hair, but found that Jing Anle was still in a daze.

"I was thinking about today's family banquet." As soon as Jing Anle finished speaking, her gaze fell on the mirror.

"Is it going to be fine so soon?"

Jing Anle in the mirror was beautiful, wearing a purple cloud and gold crown, with red gold phoenix hairpins on both sides, and a purple gilded robe, looking aloof and otherworldly.

"It's been a long time since I dressed up like this." Jing Anle touched her face, which was fair and delicate with a touch of rosy blush, a stark contrast to her usual plain appearance.

Following Jing Anle's gaze, Afang saw a dazzling display of gold and jade, radiant with ethereal beauty, like a celestial being. "In my humble opinion," she said, "the princess looks much more spirited and joyful in this attire, however..."

"A princess is beautiful no matter what."

"Afang's mouth is as sweet as honey." A voice came from not far away; it was Mu Ping.

“I’m telling the truth,” Afang muttered to Muping as she turned around.

Jing Anle smiled and turned to ask Mu Ping, "Is the sedan chair ready?"

"Yes, we're just waiting for the princess to leave," Mu Ping replied.

Today's banquet is a family affair in the palace. Jing Fengyao is present, and there is also the Qing Prince's family, the Empress Dowager, the four concubines, and Princess Yongping and her daughter.

Mu Ping brought a fine white fox fur cloak and draped it over Jing Anle. Although it hadn't snowed today, stepping outside felt like being scraped by a knife, both painful and piercing.

In the cold winter, all the original sedan chairs were replaced with windproof sedan chairs.

"Be careful, everyone," Afang warned the sedan chair bearers. "The roads are slippery in the snow. If anything happens to the princess, watch your heads."

"Yes." The sedan bearers all knew they were carrying a princess, so they were naturally extremely careful.

Yongfu Palace is not far from Zhaoyang Palace, but it would be a longer route if carried by sedan chair. Jing Anle knew this, and since the sedan chair was swaying, she simply leaned against it and closed her eyes to rest. Just as she was resting, she felt herself uncontrollably falling to one side.

"Ah!" Jing Anle exclaimed in surprise. The sedan chair tilted to one side. She instinctively reached out to grab one side, trying to steady herself. However, everything happened too fast, and she still lost her balance, swaying from side to side in the sedan chair.

"Princess!" Afang cried out in fright, but still closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and tried to block the sedan chair with her own body.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He swiftly kicked the sedan chair to steady it, while the sedan chair bearers fell face-first into the mud.

Afang was also knocked down in the snow, but she didn't care about herself and hurriedly got up to check on Jing Anle's condition, "Princess, Princess!"

Jing Anle was dizzy from the swaying in the sedan chair, especially the last sway, she felt like her soul was about to leave her body.

"What happened?"

"The roads were slippery due to the snow, and the sedan chair bearers made a mistake, startling the princess."

An unfamiliar voice reached Jing Anle's ears.

Afang lifted the sedan curtain and looked at Jing Anle with a worried expression, "Princess, are you alright?"

"I am unharmed." After saying that, Jing Anle looked at the man standing behind Afang. He was dressed in a black robe, had a small braid, deep-set features, and a tall stature.

"Yinger of Southern Xinjiang pays respects to Princess Anle!"

Yin'er? Jing Anle suddenly remembered the elder brother that Lai Li had mentioned before. He was the son of the former queen of Southern Xinjiang and was about twenty years old. This must be him. But... what a coincidence that she ran into him and was even saved by him. A thought flashed through Jing Anle's mind, as if she understood something.

"Young Prince, there's no need for such formalities. I should thank you for saving me earlier," Jing Anle said indifferently, showing no intention of speaking to Yin Gordo.

Jing Anle was sitting in the sedan chair, and was wrapped tightly in a fox fur coat, so Yin Ge'er couldn't see her face clearly. Instead, he continued, "Princess, you're too kind. It was just a small favor."

"I wonder what the princess intends to do with these sedan chair bearers?"

Afang glared at the kneeling sedan bearers, her little face puffed up with anger, and said resentfully, "Princess, these sedan bearers are really careless. They must be taught a lesson."