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I smiled faintly at him in the bronze mirror.
"It’s nothing. As long as Jiaorui is happy, I am happy too. It's just a bamboo grove; I’m paying the craftsmen double the market rate."
Jian Ming's voice was gentle, making one feel as if they were basking in spring breezes.
My gaze dimmed slightly.
Jiaorui is my sister's name, and I am the substitute bride.
If I want to keep everything I have now, I must forget my original name.
Jian Ming plans to hold a Flower Viewing Banquet at a villa outside the city, inviting important guests.
He took me to the study and asked me to remember the faces of these guests, in case there were mistakes during the banquet at home.
I carefully observed these portraits, and the more I looked, the heavier my thoughts became.
It was quite absurd; my usually dull mind suddenly became clear!
Most of these guests were involved in the struggle for succession.
This was not just a banquet; I vaguely sensed that my newlywed husband seemed to have ulterior motives.
"Have you remembered their faces?" Jian Ming asked with a hint of seriousness in his tone.
"I have," I replied.
Jian Ming nodded in satisfaction: "Good, make sure not to make any mistakes."
My palm curled slightly; indeed, ruthless and unscrupulous matched well with power and interests.
Wanting to be good to him, wanting to help him—this should be my purpose.
"The Grand Tutor is fortunate; his wife is truly as beautiful as a flower," Left Minister glanced at me and cast a subtle smile at Jian Ming.
"Every time I visit Lord Wang's residence, it feels so empty; finally, there is a mistress managing the household."
The Grand Princess covered her face and chuckled lightly. Jian Ming's smile was exceptionally bright, but the joy did not reach his eyes. "Imperial Favor is Boundless, Imperial Gifted Wife, naturally it is wonderful." The chef at the manor prepared a table full of delicacies, and the distinguished guests exchanged glances, raising their glasses to drink fine wine.
The eldest daughter of the Minister's Residence was betrothed by the Emperor to the Grand Tutor who aligned with the Seventh Prince faction, which meant that the Minister's Residence, which had been trying to remain neutral, was forced to be involved in the power struggle for succession.
After several rounds of drinks, the Consort suddenly laughed: "A few days ago, I went to Nurturing Heart Palace for a meeting and happened to hear the Third Prince being scolded by His Majesty!" The General spoke up: "Oh? Why was the Third Prince being scolded?" The Consort's expression revealed a hint of amusement: "The Third Prince disguised himself as a nobleman and lingered in brothels."
"Is that all? He was also indiscriminate," she continued. "He took a back road and nearly got a male courtesan from Southern Wind Pavilion killed. This matter has spread among the people and has been reported to His Majesty, angering the Imperial Countenance." The men exchanged knowing smiles, while only I and the Grand Princess showed puzzled expressions.
Jian Ming leaned close to my ear and whispered, "If you don't understand anything, ask me after the gathering. I promise to tell you everything." I felt warmth in my heart and nodded at him.
As the night grew deep and quiet, questions that piqued my curiosity were thrown out one after another, and Jian Ming's answers became increasingly shocking. They were all about those sensual pleasures of the bedchamber, making me feel quite embarrassed. By the end, his jade-like cheeks also flushed slightly as he leaned against the soft pillow and looked at me: "Jiaorui, do you not regret marrying me?" I shook my head.
He sat up suddenly: "Really? Not even a little bit?" I gazed at his beautiful face: "In the end, I have to get married, but when I see you, I have no regrets at all."
"A woman who becomes a wife will have to deal with her mother-in-law, sisters-in-law, the household, and various social relationships."
"But marrying you is much simpler."
"No one would dare to disturb me."
"Because they all fear you."
I gently placed my hand on his face so he could look into my eyes.
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