The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 115 Brother and Sister Talk

Jing Rou returned to her room still feeling angry, and smashed the teacup on the table to pieces.

"Princess, Princess, please calm down. The Second Miss is not worth the Princess's troubles," Can'er quickly advised. Although she was an undercover agent sent by Jing Anle, she still had to maintain appearances.

"Her? She thinks she can compete with me?" Jing Rou sneered disdainfully. If the plan hadn't gone wrong, this matter wouldn't have fallen on her shoulders. Just thinking about what Aunt Lü said about a mother's status rising with her son, Jing Rou's face grew even more gloomy.

"Can'er, come here."

Hearing Jing Rou's instructions, Can'er was puzzled, but she still obediently went over. However, after Jing Rou said something, Can'er's expression changed.

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Yongfu Palace.

The afternoon was fine, but then a light, drizzling rain suddenly started in the evening.

Looking at the delicious dishes prepared on the table, Jing Anle was still wondering whether to invite Jing Fengyao over, but before she knew it, Jing Fengyao had already walked in. He had a smile on his face, which was completely different from his coldness towards Chu Mingyue in the afternoon.

"Royal brother!" Jing Anle exclaimed happily, then noticed his slightly damp shoulders and personally stepped forward to help Jing Fengyao take off his cloak.

"It's raining, why did you come all this way, Your Majesty?"

Jing Fengyao stared at Jing Anle's face for a while, then pretended to be stern and said, "What's wrong with you today? If I had broken a promise before, you would have made a huge fuss."

Before? In the past, Jing Anle was used to being carefree every day, and her biggest trouble was losing games. But now, she is afraid and can't bear to see the people she cares about suffer even a little bit.

Thinking of this, Jing Anle deliberately got angry and said, "What? I rarely show concern for my elder brother, and he's still not satisfied? In that case, then I'll..."

"No, no, no! My dear sister, you are still the best you are now, so considerate and gentle. You have really grown up!" Jing Fengyao exclaimed unconsciously.

Seeing Jing Anle's stunned expression, Jing Fengyao continued, "However, your royal brother still hopes that you will always be happy, carefree, and free!"

“Royal brother…” Seeing Jing Fengyao’s face, Jing Anle recalled her terrible past life. No, she would never allow such a situation to happen again.

"Brother, don't worry, not only me, but also you and Father, we will all be happy and carefree forever!" Jing Anle said coquettishly.

Hahaha! You!

Jing Fengyao looked at his younger sister and laughed heartily. They were siblings born of the same mother and had lost their mother at a young age. As the older brother, he naturally had to protect his younger sister.

"Look what dishes have been prepared," Jing Fengyao said as he walked over to look at the laid-out dishes. At a glance, they were all his favorite dishes, showing that Jing Anle had put a lot of thought into it.

"You may all leave now!" Jing Anle instructed.

"Yes."

Afang led the palace servants away, leaving only the brother and sister sitting facing each other. The rain outside grew heavier, pattering on the ground.

"You're too thin, eat more," Jing Fengyao said, placing a piece of venison into Jing Anle's bowl.

"Thank you, my dear brother!"

"Brother Emperor..."

"Hmm? If you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't hesitate." Jing Fengyao saw her dismiss the servants and knew that she had something to say.

Jing Anle put down his chopsticks and asked, "What's going on between my brother and Chu Mingyue?"

Jing Fengyao paused in his chopsticks, then simply put them back down. "You figured it out?"

They are siblings, and there's nothing between them to hide.

"Chu Mingyue seems to have feelings for my brother, the Emperor," Jing Anle asked tentatively.

"Father has already bestowed the marriage upon us. Once the decree is drafted, it will be issued soon," Jing Fengyao said abruptly, his tone indifferent.

"What!" Now it was Jing Anle's turn to be surprised. Could it really be that fate is hard to change, and the same mistake is about to happen again, with the emperor brother going to marry someone he doesn't love?

Jing Anle was incredulous and blurted out, "What about my cousin?"

Jing Fengyao frowned slightly, downed the wine in the cup on the table in one gulp, gave a bitter smile, and said, "I begged my father, and he finally agreed to let me marry Zhihua, but she will have to temporarily remain as a concubine."

"Also?" Jing Anle immediately understood. This was Emperor Jing's method of checks and balances. It was safest to have both a civil official and a military general in the hands of the imperial family.

"So that's why Your Majesty was so cold to Chu Mingyue today?" Jing Anle continued to ask.

"I don't love her. Since I can't avoid this marriage, I can't force myself to like her. I can't do that!"

Jing Anle shook his head. His elder brother was kind-hearted by nature, and although he was intelligent and decisive, his thoughts were now written all over his face. He was still lacking in strategy. If someone really wanted to harm his elder brother, then he…

"Brother Emperor!"

Jing Anle spoke firmly, stopping him, while Jing Fengyao was momentarily stunned, staring at Jing Anle.

"Brother, listen to me, do you understand Father's intentions?"

Jing Fengyao nodded. "I understand, it's just a trick by the emperor to restrain us."

"Since you understand, you should know that there is almost no room for maneuver in this matter."

"What's wrong with you today? Why are you telling me all this?" Jing Fengyao found Jing Anle's behavior very strange.

“Brother, we have all seen how hard Father works every day. He has his reasons for doing things this way.”

Jing Fengyao thought Jing Anle had come to persuade him to obey, and said, "But matters between men and women cannot be forced!"

“Royal brother!” Jing Anle called out, then sighed and continued, “I know about your feelings for my cousin, but as the legitimate prince of Jing Kingdom, you cannot only care about yourself.”

As Jing Anle spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, startling Jing Fengyao. He quickly stood up, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped away Jing Anle's tears. "Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Jing Fengyao said self-deprecatingly, "I'm the one who's being blamed, but you're the one crying. You little rascal!"

Jing Anle knew that Jing Fengyao was deliberately trying to make her laugh, and she stopped crying. While taking the handkerchief, she said, "That's not what I meant, it's just..."

"But what..." Jing Fengyao pressed.

However, the Emperor must have already discovered Prince Qing's ill intentions and begun making arrangements before making this decision.

If I were to say these words myself, wouldn't it be too shocking? For a princess who has lived in the deep palace for so long to talk about plotting to seize power is simply unbelievable.

“But Father has his reasons, and even if he issues an imperial decree to grant the marriage, it will take at least half a year before the actual marriage takes place. Who knows what will happen after half a year?” Jing Anle said.

Six months is enough time for Jing Anle to change the situation. Since the Emperor does not love Chu Mingyue, he cannot both harm the Emperor and delay Chu Mingyue.