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In the residence of Lin Feng, the young eunuch had just finished reading the imperial decree and left. The steward of the estate, his face beaming with smiles, hurriedly approached Lin Feng and bowed deeply.
With utmost respect, he said, "Congratulations, Fourth Prince, on your upcoming wedding! This is truly a momentous occasion!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the many servants standing nearby echoed in unison, "Congratulations to the Fourth Prince on your upcoming wedding! Hooray for the Fourth Prince's marriage!"
Their voices were harmonious and loud, resonating throughout the entire estate. Lin Feng wore a smile, his eyes sparkling with joy. He raised his hand slightly to signal everyone to quiet down.
Then he turned to the steward and said generously, "Ah, Old Zhang, since the prince is so happy today, distribute a few taels of silver to everyone in the household."
The steward quickly nodded in agreement. "Thank you for your generosity, Fourth Prince. I will take care of it right away."
"Oh, and if anyone comes by, please have them wait in the sitting room."
"Understood."
With that, the steward turned and busied himself with arranging the distribution of silver. The wedding date was set for three months later. This news spread quickly and soon reached the ears of Crown Prince Lin Zheng.
Upon learning of this matter, an unusual feeling surged within Lin Zheng. His brows furrowed as he pondered: The Fourth Prince has been away from home for three years; having just returned not long ago, how could the emperor not only allow him to attend court affairs but also grant him a marriage so swiftly? What could be the deeper meaning behind this?
Thinking of this, Lin Zheng couldn't help but snort coldly, muttering to himself in frustration, "Hmph! Three years ago he was already favored by the emperor. I thought that after being away for so long, his favor would diminish. Who knew that upon his return it would only increase!"
"As the legitimate eldest son and heir to the throne, what aspect of my identity, status, or talent is inferior to his? What is this based on?"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Lin Zheng suddenly swept his sleeve violently and smashed several teacups on the table to the ground.
With a series of sharp crashes, the teacups shattered into countless pieces that scattered everywhere. The servants outside heard the commotion from within and fell silent, none daring to intrude and disturb him.
They could only stand at the door, trembling with anxiety, carefully waiting for any movement from within.
As time passed, Lin Zheng remained alone in the room for quite a while. Finally, after venting his anger, he gradually regained his composure.
With a stern expression, he coldly ordered, "Someone, clean this place up. Also, bring Wei An to me."
Quickly, Wei An was summoned from the Crown Prince's Palace. Lin Zheng was sipping tea when Wei An hurriedly approached and respectfully asked, "Your Highness, what is it?"
"The Fourth Prince has returned!"
"I am aware."
"Do you know that His Majesty has decreed a marriage for him, and it is none other than Xia Qingyu?"
Wei An was taken aback. "W-What?"
"You should know that Xia Qingyu is the only daughter of Xia Yuanji, who holds considerable influence in court."
"Do you understand what this means?"
"I understand."
At that moment, Wei An also sensed that things were not looking good. Although Xia Yuanji was rigid and old-fashioned, he had many former students and associates scattered throughout the court, with quite a few holding important positions.
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