The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 140 Bickering

I am very sure of that.

Zheng Xun's existence inherently infringes on the interests of some people. It's not that they don't resist, but they still have the enemy, the He Kingdom, so they must prioritize the overall situation.

But if Zheng Xun's system disappears and the threat from the Brown Kingdom is removed, she will definitely become the target of everyone's criticism.

Seeing his expression, Zheng Xun smiled knowingly and said with a wry smile, "Big brother knows, doesn't he?"

She took another deep breath: "But it's okay, big brother, I don't care. I hope Da Yong is doing well, so it doesn't matter if they misunderstand me or are dissatisfied with me. As long as Da Yong gets better and better, it's all worth it."

With a "smack," the Crown Prince slapped himself hard across the face.

His sudden movement almost ruined Zheng Xun's carefully crafted emotions and acting skills.

She covered her face, pretending to be sad, but actually she was afraid she wouldn't be able to hide her surprise.

"It's all my fault, elder brother," the crown prince said, feeling guilty and ashamed. He avoided her gaze because he didn't dare to face her. "Yuanjia has already shouldered so much and done so much for Dayong, but elder brother still misunderstood you. Elder brother is no human being!"

He said he was about to slap himself again.

Zheng Xun helplessly stopped him, turned his face around, and saw the red and swollen handprint on his face. She understood then that sincerity was indeed the ultimate weapon.

"Big brother is so stupid! How could he hit himself so hard! How is he going to face anyone tomorrow..."

The prince had a sudden inspiration.

Hmm? How am I supposed to see anyone tomorrow? Then I'll just avoid seeing anyone!

He had been busy for so long and longed to rest, but the emperor wouldn't let him go, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue.

Now that the Brown Kingdom is visiting, as the face of the Great Yong Kingdom, he certainly can't go out like this. Perfect, he can find an excuse to rest.

He grinned foolishly, already planning what to do during this rare holiday.

Zheng Xun called him several times before he came to his senses: "What did Yuan Jia just say?"

"I said, brother, you need to take good care of your face when you get back, otherwise your wife will definitely worry. You've been so busy lately, you can take a few days off to rest. If Father Emperor urges you, I'll help you stop him..."

She kept rambling on with some instructions and complaints.

As the prince listened, a gentle look crept into his eyes and brows.

How could he bear to be mean to such a cute little sister? He deserves to die!

Oh dear, we must let Yuan Jia touch the Crown Princess's belly, that way she will surely give birth to a little girl as smart, kind and lovely as her!

Seeing that she was lost in thought again, Zheng Xun waved his hand speechlessly, signaling the palace servants in the distance to come over: "Take your Crown Prince back properly."

She didn't wait for the prince to come to his senses any longer. It was already very late, and if she didn't go back soon, her guests would be getting impatient.

……

The Mingzhu Pavilion was brightly lit. Zheng Xun was not an extravagant person. The Mingzhu Pavilion was spacious, and the lights were usually turned on wherever she and her servants went.

I never expected that the Pearl Pavilion would be so beautiful when it was fully lit up.

When Zhichun learned that she was coming back, she quickly led people out to greet her.

"How is she?"

She came back late today, and Zhichun was a little worried, but seeing that she looked relaxed, Zhichun was relieved.

"She was making a fuss about going out for a walk, but I didn't let her. She threw a tantrum for a while, then got really angry and lit all the candles in the room."

Heaven knows, when Zhichun first saw Xinyue pick up the candlestick, she thought she was going to set Mingzhu Pavilion on fire.

She had been on guard for a long time, but the other party only lit candles. Because she was spoiled, she was panting heavily after walking all over Mingzhu Pavilion, and sat on the ground cursing for a while.

Well... it's supposed to be an insult, but it's just the same few phrases over and over again, like "excessive," "annoying," "sick," etc. The vocabulary is so limited that it's laughable.

Zhichun wasn't angered by the scolding; she just couldn't help but chuckle.

As she spoke, she took off Zheng Xun's cloak. The group entered the main hall. Xin Yue, dressed in a smoky purple fairy dress, looked like a fairy from the moon palace. She was playing mahjong with the palace maids and eunuchs from Mingzhu Pavilion, with her feet up.

Zheng Xun almost thought he had entered the wrong place, and couldn't help but glance at Xinyue again and again.

Xinyue already knew Zheng Xun was back, but she didn't want to pay attention to her. Instead, she threw the cards away in a "fierce" and "ruthless" manner, as if she wanted to slam Zheng Xun onto the table like a card.

Zheng Xun stood behind her, looked at her terrible hand of cards, and fell silent.

Everyone else at the table had piles of gold and silver jewelry in front of them, but Xinyue's table was empty.

It's obvious who won and who lost at a glance.

Seeing that Xinyue had played a few cards, I couldn't help myself and stopped her from playing, picking out another card to play for her.

Crescent Moon turned around and glared at her: "Mind your own business!"

Zheng Xun shrugged: "I'm afraid you'll lose everything and then go around saying I robbed you."

As they talked, several more rounds of cards were played.

Seeing the hand getting better and better, Xinyue snorted and muttered, "What a precocious little monster!"

Zheng Xun looks incredibly young; her youthful appearance and sophisticated demeanor seem completely incongruous when she interacts with anyone.

The people of Dayong were already used to it, but with the new moon just arriving, they felt something was off about everything.

Zheng Xun ignored her, picked up a card, and slammed the cards in front of him down with a clatter: "Win all."

Crescent Moon asked incredulously, "You won already?"

"Hmm," Zheng Xun responded, "Clean this place up."

"I haven't had enough yet!" Crescent Moon protested.

However, her dissatisfaction was worthless to Zheng Xun. The palace servants listened to Zheng Xun and quickly packed up their belongings before happily counting their spoils.

Zheng Xun sat down opposite Xinyue: "You really don't consider yourself an outsider."

Crescent Moon gritted her teeth angrily: "You don't treat me like an outsider either. You treat me like a prisoner."

She had planned everything perfectly. As long as she could get close to the emperor, she had a million ways to attract his attention. Unfortunately, she died before she could even get started. Zheng Xun never intended to let her go.

Moreover, the people of Mingzhu Pavilion kept this place tightly guarded. The palace maids and eunuchs all seemed easy to get along with, but they refused to utter a single word of truly important news.

Is this a princess's palace?

Is this the palace of a ten-year-old princess?

Even the most cunning prince of the Brown Kingdom wasn't as wary of her!

She was dissatisfied, but Zheng Xun was quite pleased.

Zhichun Zhicheng did a great job; no wonder she picked him out at first glance! Such talent shouldn't be mistreated; a raise is necessary! A raise is a must!

She curled the corners of her lips, took a sip of hot, strong tea, and slowly relaxed her brows: "You won't be able to attract my father's attention like this."

"Impossible!" Crescent Moon was full of confidence. "What do you know, little girl? If I want to, no man can escape my grasp..."

She paused halfway through her sentence, becoming more serious: "Never mind, this isn't suitable for you to hear."

But she was extremely dissatisfied with Zheng Xun's disdain for her, so she snatched the tea from Zheng Xun's hand: "What are you drinking? What are you doing drinking strong tea in the middle of the night? You'll know what's going on if you can't sleep at night. You won't grow tall if you can't sleep..."

Zheng Xun rested his chin on his hand, watching her chatter on and on, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Xinyue got tired of talking and suddenly turned to look at her: "Hey, then tell me, what kind of person does your father like?"

Zheng Xun asked softly, "Do you really have to do this?"

Xinyue thought Zheng Xun was unhappy that she had taken her father away, so she sighed softly and said wistfully, "I didn't have a choice..."

She leaned over the table, her dark hair cascading down her back.

Even such a simple action, when performed by her, carries a certain charm.

She certainly didn't intend to do anything to Zheng Xun, a mere child; in fact, she was already being very restrained.

That's just how she's always been taught. Exuding charm and attracting attention has become an indelible instinct for her.

"If I fail to complete the mission, I will die."

"What is your mission?"

“My mission is to stay in Dayong and be their eyes and ears,” she said with a self-deprecating tone, making one want to explore the infinite grievances hidden in her. “Don’t worry about me, we have different positions and different situations.”

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes reddening, and said jealously, "You are a princess who is loved and pampered, of course everything is good for you, but I am just an orphan who lost both her parents, just a lone boat. Wherever the water flows, I will go, and I have no say in anything."

After a moment of silence, she straightened up and pounded her head in frustration: "Why am I telling you all this? What could a little kid like you understand?"

Zheng Xun stared intently at her, watching her sing, recite, act, and perform, his expression remaining unchanged throughout: "Actually, you're not that pitiful."

Crescent Moon, casually playing with her hair, gave a soft snort, seemingly annoyed: "What do you mean?"

"It's clearly a poisonous scorpion, why is it pretending to be an innocent little flower?"

Zheng Xun spoke coldly, his words leaving no room for leniency.

New Moon, panting heavily, glared at her and roared uncontrollably, "Do you think I wanted this?"

“You’re beautiful even when you’re yelling,” Zheng Xun clapped his hands expressionlessly. “Keep acting.”

Crescent Moon glared at her resentfully.

Zheng Xun was displeased. "You love glaring at people so much. Do you think you're the only one with big eyes?"

She opened her eyes wide and glared back.

The two stared at each other for a long time until their eyes became dry, at which point Zheng Xun was the first to look away.

Crescent Moon cheered, "Haha, you lost!"

Zheng Xun scolded her: "Childish!"

"You can't accept defeat!"

After exchanging a few more insults, the two ran out of things to say and fell into an awkward silence once again.

Crescent Moon angrily picked up a pear from the table and took a few crunching bites.

She was such a beautiful person, yet she ate as fast as if she hadn't eaten for three days. Zheng Xun suspected that she mistook the pear for her, and that every bite was filled with hatred.

After finishing a pear, Xinyue rubbed her stomach in annoyance. She wasn't quite full, but she needed to maintain her figure, so eating too much wouldn't do.

So she could only linger over the fruit on the table before turning her face away.

Zheng Xun couldn't help but sneer, "Don't you usually eat enough?"

“What do you know? I’m an orphan with no parents. It’s not easy for me. When I was a child, I was greedy and they were afraid I would get fat, so they never let me eat my fill.”

Zheng Xun showed no pity, but instead curled his lip and said, "Keep acting!"

"You're heartless!"

"How can I possibly soften my heart after hearing your half-truthful words?"