Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 420 The Crown Princess in a Female-Dominated World (Part 4)

Qingmo had no idea what had happened in the previous dynasty.

She is sitting next to her father right now, watching him choose a husband for her.

Qingmo rested her chin on her hand, looking listlessly at the young masters from prominent families who filed in before her.

"This one won't do; their family background is too humble."

“This one won’t do either; his looks don’t match my son’s.”

"This... is too introverted, I'm afraid he'll be boring."

The Emperor whispered something in Qingmo's ear.

The more I looked, the more I felt that none of them were good enough for my daughter.

His daughter is the Crown Princess, so naturally she should be matched with the best man in the world.

The position of the principal husband is no small matter. Not only must the daughter like him, but his appearance, character, and family background are all indispensable.

Of course, he wasn't without his own selfish motives, such as his nephew from his maternal family.

But the Queen would never allow her nephew to be her principal husband.

To prevent the power of maternal relatives, the emperor's consort's nephew could at most become a noble consort, and could not even become a concubine.

Qingmo's gaze swept over the many young men.

In the end, she chose the Prime Minister's eldest son, Wei Qing, as her principal husband, and the General's second son, Yan Ci, as her secondary husband.

Wei Qing raised his head slightly, his gaze meeting Qing Mo's. He smiled faintly, a smile as warm as the spring sun, giving off an extraordinary air at first glance.

Yan Ci, however, was different from him. He possessed a youthful spirit and a commanding presence. His brows were adored with heroic energy, and his gaze was fixed intently on Qing Mo, making no attempt to conceal his admiration.

If the two were to be compared, there is no doubt that Qingmo would prefer Yan Ci.

In Qingmo's eyes, Yan Ci was superior in both personality and appearance.

But compared to liking, Wei Qing, who appears dignified and elegant, is clearly a better candidate for the position of principal wife.

The Emperor was quite satisfied with the people Qingmo had chosen: "Wei Qing is gentle and refined, while Yan Ci is dashing and heroic; they complement each other perfectly."

He paused, then whispered a reminder, "Zhaoning, the position of the chief husband is crucial to the balance of the court. The Wei family has been noble and respected for generations, and they enjoy considerable prestige among civil officials."

"The Yan family holds military power, and choosing Yan Ci as a concubine can appease the military officers. Now that you have married him, you must treat them well."

Qingmo nodded casually.

While she was beaming with joy, Lü Jinghuai woke up feeling as if the sky had fallen.

Not only did his mother faint from anger, but he also lost his innocence. Not only did he fail to become the Crown Prince's husband, but now everyone can probably laugh at him.

Although no one said it, everyone knew that he was the man abandoned by the Crown Princess.

How will he ever be able to face people again?

As for the second princess...

He was already a withered flower, how could he dare to have any more thoughts about her?

Lu Jinghuai gripped the brocade quilt tightly, his knuckles turning white.

The faint whispers of servants drifted in from outside the window: "I heard the eldest young master was at the Crown Princess's residence last night... and was carried back this morning..."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Young master, you always act so aloof, it seems that all of that is a trick to seduce the Crown Princess."

Lu Jinghuai slammed the jade pillow against the carved door with a loud crash, startling everyone outside into silence.

"Young Master!" The personal servant rushed in in a panic.

But he was standing barefoot on the broken porcelain shards scattered on the ground, and there were still ambiguous red marks on the collar of his snow-white undergarment.

"Prepare water," Lü Jinghuai said in a terribly hoarse voice. "I want to take a bath."

He scrubbed his body vigorously with scalding hot water until his skin was bright red.

His scarlet eyes were reflected in the bronze mirror—

Even though it was the Crown Princess who forced him, everyone insisted that he had climbed into her bed on his own initiative.

"What a cruel person Chu Zhaoning is..." he suddenly chuckled.

Now that his reputation is ruined, she is marrying a legitimate husband as if nothing happened. How can he be willing to accept this?

After bathing and changing his clothes, Lü Jinghuai put on a plain white long robe with a silver-threaded belt around his waist, which made him look as cold and aloof as frost.

He stood before the bronze mirror, his fingertips gently tracing the lingering red marks on his neck, his eyes brimming with intense hatred.

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Today is the day of the Crown Princess's wedding.

"Prepare the sedan chair; we're going to the Crown Princess's residence."

When Lü Jinghuai's sedan chair came to a heavy stop in front of the Crown Princess's residence.

Upon seeing him, the gatekeeper's face immediately showed disdain: "Oh, isn't this Young Master Lü?"

"Is he trying to seduce our Crown Princess again?"

"Get out of my way." Lu Jinghuai's eyes were cold, and without saying a word, he kicked the guard.

Just as the guard was about to draw his sword, he was stopped by Chu Jiaojiao, who had arrived just in time.

"stop!"

When Lü Jinghuai saw that it was her, his eyes immediately lowered, and he dared not look directly at her.

He no longer deserves to stand beside her.

Chu Jiaojiao didn't care and pretended to pull his sleeve, but Lü Jinghuai dodged her.

"Second Princess..." Lu Jinghuai took a half step back, his voice hoarse and barely audible, "Don't touch me... I'm dirty."

Chu Jiaojiao's hand froze in mid-air, her almond-shaped eyes instantly filling with sorrow: "Jing Huai, I don't care about any of that..."

“But I care!” He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with pain and determination.

After saying that, ignoring Chu Jiaojiao's expression, he resolutely walked into the Crown Princess's residence.

With Chu Jiaojiao present, the guards dared not stop him, after all, today was the Crown Princess's wedding day, and all guests were honored.

Lu Jinghuai barged straight into the main hall, and when the guests saw him, the entire hall erupted in commotion and fell silent instantly.

Their gazes lingered between him and the Crown Princess, all curious about the purpose of the Grand Tutor's son's visit today.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, afraid of missing any exciting moments; their gossip-loving instincts were instantly ignited.

Qingmo raised an eyebrow, glanced at him disdainfully, and instructed the servants, "Help the master back to the bridal chamber first, and don't let some nobodies disturb his mood."

Wei Qing was helped by his servants to walk towards the bridal chamber. He walked with elegant steps, but his eyes were slightly lowered, making it impossible to see his expression.

The remaining onlookers, along with Qingmo who sat at the head of the table with her legs crossed.