Chapter 464 - 462: Would Your Majesty Bear to Do It?

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Chapter 464 of "The Obsessive Crown Prince Can't Let Me Go" kicks off revealing secrets: Standing to the side, Lian Ye clapped her hands in praise, "Your Highness is truly... Keep reading!

Standing to the side, Lian Ye clapped her hands in praise, "Your Highness is truly wise! Not only do we make money, but we also don’t have to fear being exposed in the future. Such calculation is surely killing two birds with one stone!"Lianxin furrowed her brows slightly and advised, "Your Highness, you mustn’t act recklessly. The government is not so easily fooled. The buying and selling of official titles, who is involved, and where the money flows—this can be uncovered at a glance by the Ministry of Justice. How could a mere seal be sufficient to frame someone else?" "This is where you lack understanding." Shen Yunxi wore an expression of cunning and experience. "Think about it. After all, I am a concubine and was once the Emperor’s wife. If such scandals as failing to repay debts and trading official titles were made known, what a disgrace it would bring to the imperial family. For the sake of maintaining the royal lineage’s reputation, His Majesty would surely help me cover it up." Lian Ye beamed, "Your Highness plans ten steps ahead. Compared to before, you have truly improved by leaps and bounds! Even if Lord Duke were here, he may not rival Your Highness in intelligence!" Lianxin wanted to advise further, but the mistress and servant had already walked away smiling, genuinely beginning to plot the sale of official positions. Lianxin let out a soft sigh, feeling a tinge of nostalgia for the days when Nanny Zhang was still alive. ... The commotion in Chunxi Palace was promptly reported to Shen Yinning. Now that she had an abundance of wealth, bribing the little palace maids in Shen Yunxi’s quarters was no trouble at all. She was shaping her eyebrows when she heard the news and couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, "Trading official titles? And Bei Yan’s official titles at that?" Bei Yan had just been conquered, and not even the initial plans for its settlement had been drawn up. The royal family there was still en route as captives, yet Shen Yunxi was already selling positions? Even Shen Yinning, who prided herself on her composure, was taken aback by Shen Yunxi’s audacity. "She’s likely cornered." Haitang, seated nearby on an embroidery stool, was sewing a bib for Shen Jin’an. "It’s twenty thousand taels of snowflake-patterned silver. Without Shen Xinghan covering for her, how could she possibly repay it on her own?" Shen Yinning imagined Lu Ying’s reaction when he found out about Shen Yunxi’s dealings in official titles and couldn’t help but let out a faint sneer. She gave an order, "Find a way to cover it up for her properly. Do not let Lu Ying find out." Although Lu Ying had sharp senses and numerous informants, he paid little attention to Shen Yunxi’s affairs. Hence, pulling the wool over his eyes wouldn’t be that challenging. And Shen Yunxi did not disappoint Shen Yinning’s expectations. Within a mere three days, the news of Bei Yan official titles being available for purchase had spread beyond the palace. "With such a large forest, there are all kinds of birds. Even such unreliable matters find believers." Liao Lili came to visit Penglai Palace, chattering incessantly about the issue. "I sent people to monitor the situation. A few wealthy merchants in the suburbs of the Capital who deal in jade and antiques privately paid Consort Rong a deposit of ten thousand taels of patterned silver each. Yet Consort Rong remains unsatisfied, striving to spread the word to other counties, aiming for a grand profit of a million taels of silver." Shen Yinning, teasing Shen Jin’an, couldn’t help but laugh. "Borrowing from money shops is one thing; trading official titles is another matter entirely. Consort Rong’s position—she’s afraid she won’t hold onto it much longer." As Shen Yinning awaited the perfect timing to tighten the noose on Shen Yunxi, Xue Ling and Pei Qing finally returned victorious to the Capital. Accompanying them were over a hundred members of the Bei Yan royal family, all now detained at the palace, awaiting Lu Ying’s decisions on their fate. It was the height of summer’s scorching heat. Penglai Palace had been fitted with cooling silk mats and several ice jars, their chill wafting through the grand hall as palace maids gently fanned with silk fans. Breezes from Wu’an Lake carried the scent of lotuses, making the palace pavilion cool and refreshing. Evening descended silently like fallen pomegranate blossoms. Veils hung low, and the bedding was dampened with fine beads of sweat. Shen Yinning bit on a silk handkerchief, lying on the brocade quilt. Her thick, flowing dark hair fell around her cheeks, faintly revealing a face both lush and captivating. Her slightly upturned Dan Feng eyes were flushed and glistening, filled with disarray and desire. Lu Ying bent close to her ear and whispered, "Xue Ling submitted a memorial yesterday, seeking to exchange his military merits for the annulment of Xue Mianmian’s marriage to Guan Songyuan..." Official source ıs ????????????????????•????????????????•???????????? "Mm..." Shen Yinning let out a husky, stifled sound as she released the soft lotus-colored silk handkerchief from her lips. "Though Guan Songyuan may not be an ideal match, he and Mianmian are mutually in love. Even if Xue Ling wishes to interfere, how can it succeed? Forcing a couple to divorce goes against the law..." The young man behind her leaned down, idly picking up the discarded handkerchief and bringing it to his nose for a light sniff. With a single palm casually brushing her hair, his thin lips brushed briefly against the edge of her earlobe. "Which is why I rejected it." Shen Yinning raised her damp, luminous lashes, her eyes reflecting a deep, unfathomable gleam. Xue Ling had helped her once. She didn’t mind giving him a push in the future when it came to the matter of Guan Songyuan and Mianmian. Lu Ying gazed down at her fevered, blushing face in a sudden act of mischief. "The Bei Yan royal family wishes to offer their princess to me as a concubine. It’s said the Bei Yan princess is a stunning beauty, not inferior even to Zhaozhao... If I were to favor another in the future, what then would Zhaozhao do?" Shen Yinning tilted her head back. The young man towering above her was tall and well-built, his years of martial training lending him extraordinary strength and stature. His presence caged her completely within his embrace. That noble, serene face, pure as jade and upright as a noble pine, revealed a rare hint of possessiveness—a longing to find even the slightest trace of affection and care for him in her expression. His entire body was slick with a thin sheen of sweat. A single droplet dangled precariously from the ridge of his sharp, mountain-like nose. Shen Yinning suddenly stretched her slender neck upward and kissed that droplet of sweat. Lu Ying froze, his entire body rigid as the blood within him roared to a boil. Shen Yinning chuckled softly. "Would Your Majesty truly bear to?" Though her words carried the tone of tender flirtation, her fox-like eyes brimmed with clarity and indifference. It was as if she were questioning him—though she did not love him nor care for him—could he truly bear to? She silently conveyed to him that he was destined to fall for her in this lifetime. It mattered not whether it was a Bei Yan princess or a Nanyan princess—none of them concerned her, for the one who did not love was the true victor. In this game of love and desire, Lu Jingwei was nothing but a complete loser. Lu Ying’s Adam’s apple bobbed, as if sharp blades intertwined with pear blossoms. He abruptly leaned down, pressing one hand at the back of her head to deepen the kiss. Thin sweat poured like rain. The veils darkened, and Lu Ying’s narrow eyes burned crimson like blood. This vixen was more difficult to handle than Bei Yan itself. The youthful emperor, invincible in governance and conquest, found himself completely defeated by this cunning fox.

Chapter 464 - 462: Would Your Majesty Bear to Do It?

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