Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot-Chapter 403 - 370 - The Entire Truth_2

"When did you return to the capital? Weren’t you off investigating something about the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion with Yu Zichuan?"

Chen Long: "Just got back."

With a thud, Ji Li dropped to his knees!

Oh, Heavens! Oh, Earth! Without the Feng Shui Compass, doom befell him at every turn—

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Next, it was Princess Wanping’s turn.

Meng Qianqian could afford to be tough with Ji Li, but she couldn’t do the same with Princess Wanping.

Princess Wanping had high standards, was exceedingly particular. She had a kind heart, but precisely because of that kindness, one couldn’t approach her with force.

Only by appealing to her emotions, reasoning with her logically.

But the thought of Princess Wanping’s obstinate personality instantly gave Meng Qianqian a headache.

"Sister, just use a Gu curse!"

"That... doesn’t seem proper."

Tan’er said assertively, "This is what we call—A Royal Decree for Deploying the Gu!"

Meng Qianqian: "..."

Meng Qianqian had no intention of using the Gu on Princess Wanping.

If Princess Wanping absolutely disagreed, the marriage arrangement would have to be abandoned.

"The Supreme Emperor is advanced in years. The one person he’s most worried about is you. He hopes he’ll be able to find a Prince Consort for you in his lifetime, someone who’ll be your lifelong companion. Such is the heart of all parents in the world..."

Though slightly exaggerated, it was indeed the Supreme Emperor’s wish to see Princess Wanping married off.

Besides, Ji Li and Princess Wanping, in terms of both status and life charts, were an exceptional match.

That their life charts aligned didn’t mean that marrying the Princess would magically end Ji Li’s run of misfortune; rather, it meant that with the Princess by his side, her presence would keep him unaffected by his ill fate.

Her initial comment had been an offhand remark, but it turned out to be prophetic.

Princess Wanping, as the direct heir of the Imperial Bloodline of the Central Palace, was destined to subdue Ji Li’s Five Woes and Three Deficiencies in his life chart.

For a whole month, the Ministry of Rites and the Household Affairs Office had been busy preparing, and the Princess Mansion was festooned with decorations.

Meng Qianqian and Tan’er dismounted from the carriage.

"Braised pork! Braised pork!"

Tan’er rushed into the mansion excitedly, shouting, "Princess! It’s the end of the month! I must have braised pork—"

Meng Qianqian headed straight for Princess Wanping’s boudoir.

She took a deep breath, ready to unleash her well-rehearsed persuasive speech.

Upon entering the room, she was momentarily blinded by the brilliance of the sight before her.

There sat Princess Wanping, dressed in her vibrant red wedding gown, adorned with a golden phoenix crown, holding a round fan, seated serenely before a copper mirror.

Meng Qianqian suspected for a moment that she had entered the wrong room. She stepped out and came back in, staring fixedly at that familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Familiar were her features; unfamiliar was the elaborate makeup adorning them.

Princess Wanping’s previous attire had been overly youthful, eclipsing her natural grace. Now, draped in the phoenix coronet and ceremonial wedding robes, with dark brows and red lips, she radiated a gentle elegance, an unearthly beauty.

Meng Qianqian was utterly captivated.

This Princess truly was a beauty unparalleled in the realm.

"Why are you here?"

Princess Wanping asked coolly.

Meng Qianqian snapped back to attention, discreetly tucking the pair of matched birthdate cards into her sleeve, and stepped forward to bow: "Greetings, Your Highness. I heard that the Princess has returned to the capital, so I, Little Nine, have come to congratulate you on your upcoming nuptials."

After exhausting her mind for over a hundred lines of argument during the trip here, it turned out... she was already wearing her wedding gown?

Are you always this agreeable?

Then what was the point of me racking my brains over your marriage?

If I’d known it was this simple, I would have just tied Ji Li up and had him delivered directly to your mansion to save all this trouble—

Princess Wanping glanced at her through the copper mirror. "Coming so early—I almost thought you were here to contribute to my wedding trousseau."

Meng Qianqian blinked: "That can be arranged."

Princess Wanping gave her a chilly look.

Meng Qianqian replied unflinchingly, "What I meant was, of course a trousseau is necessary for the Princess!"

Princess Wanping extended her hand.

Meng Qianqian smiled faintly, "Little Nine couldn’t carry it here; it’s on the way."

Great. Another expense down the drain for the trousseau.

Meng Qianqian cleared her throat. "Your Highness, about you and the Rooster Guard..."

Princess Wanping sighed, "The imperial edict has been issued. What choice does this Princess have?"

Meng Qianqian’s lip twitched: Is it really because of the edict? Or could it be... you’ve fallen for Ji Li?

Meng Qianqian stroked her chin.

Come to think of it, Ji Li wasn’t bad. Calling him the most handsome Commander Guard wasn’t an exaggeration in the slightest.

Besides, he was skilled in martial arts, strong, and... uh, well-endowed in certain... respects.

Ahem, that part she couldn’t verify.

Princess Wanping casually remarked, "With this marriage, I will no longer need to contend with you over Lu Yuan. You must be delighted."

Meng Qianqian murmured softly, "Kind of wish you’d compete a little longer."

Princess Wanping: "..."

Meng Qianqian: "Just kidding."

The makeup artist completed the final touches on Princess Wanping’s face. She turned to her and the palace maids, saying, "You may all withdraw now."

The makeup artist and maids filed out obediently.

Princess Wanping turned away from the mirror, her expression serious as she looked at Meng Qianqian. "Meng Xiaojiu, this Princess is about to be married. I have just one question for you. Answer me honestly, and do not lie."

Meng Qianqian composed herself and replied solemnly, "Please, Your Highness, go ahead."