Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the tyrant to take the throne

Chapter 1406 Shen Zhinian’s Advice

"As long as Sister Kangfei can help me complete one last task, I will personally return the Buddhist scripture to you intact. I will never lie!"

Concubine Kang narrowed her eyes and stared at her warily: "What's the matter?"

She didn't believe that this woman would make such a simple request.

Baharguli kept it a secret: "I haven't figured out the details yet. But don't worry, Concubine Kang, it's definitely within my ability and I won't put you in any difficult position."

"One thing after another, when will it end?"

Concubine Kang squeezed out these words through her teeth, her chest suffocating with anger. She felt that the woman in front of her was greedy and insatiable. "Your promise is worthless to me!"

"This time it's true, Sister Kang Fei, believe me!"

Baharguli immediately raised her hand and swore an oath, with an anxious expression on her face: "Just this last thing!"

"As long as Sister Kangfei agrees and helps me accomplish this, I swear to heaven that I will return the Buddhist scriptures, and from now on, we will have nothing to do with each other."

"If you break this oath, I, Baharguli, will never be reborn!"

She spoke with great conviction and sincerity in her eyes, as if she was really forced to do this.

Concubine Kang stared at Baharguli, trying to find any trace of pretense in her eyes, but she only saw sincerity.

Even so, Concubine Kang still didn't believe the woman's lies at all.

After this last incident, there will surely be another, endlessly...

But do I have a choice?

That deadly Buddhist scripture was like a sword hanging over her head, and she couldn't afford the risk of losing everything.

After a moment of stalemate, Concubine Kang finally suppressed her surging anger and frustration, and squeezed out a word from her throat: "...Okay!"

Her eyes were icy as she warned word by word, "Remember what you said, one last thing! If you dare to push your luck again..."

Concubine Kang didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but her stern tone was enough to show her attitude.

Baharguli immediately put on a bright but fake smile: "Don't worry, Concubine Kang, I know the seriousness of this matter."

The two men looked at each other, their eyes briefly meeting in the air, both calculating.

In the end, Concubine Kang snorted coldly, without looking at Baharguli again, took Caiju's hand, turned around and left quickly.

Baharguli watched her figure disappear at the end of the rockery, and the smile on her face slowly faded, turning into cold indifference.

She lightly brushed off the dust on her sleeves and turned to walk towards another path.

……

Yongshou Palace.

Princess Wenshu sat on an embroidered cushion at the bottom, teacup in hand, chatting with Shen Zhinian about the interesting stories she had read recently. Her tone was light and bright, with a girl's brightness.

Shen Zhinian listened with a smile, his eyes fell on Princess Wenshu's face, but his heart suddenly tightened as if blown by a cold wind.

Because she suddenly remembered something——

It seemed that in the previous life, it was during this month that at a banquet hosted by a clan relative, the prince of the Marquis of Yuanning, who had just returned to Beijing from studying abroad, fell in love with Princess Wenshu at first sight.

Marquis Yuanning loved the prince so much that he asked the emperor for permission to marry him.

The prince seemed to be well-educated and had a good reputation, and the Marquis of Yuanning was also useful in the court, so the emperor agreed.

Who would have thought that everything was an illusion...

The son of Marquis Yuanning indulged in drinking, whoring and gambling in private, and did whatever he wanted, and his temperament was extremely violent.

Although the people in the Yuanning Marquisate didn't dare to disrespect Princess Wenshu openly due to her status, having a husband who was so different from her imagination...

After Princess Wenshu got married, she felt like she had fallen into an abyss, and her whole life became dull and lifeless.

That banquet turned out to be the beginning of her tragic life.

Shen Zhinian's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly, and the warm tea swayed slightly.

She raised her eyes and looked at Princess Wenshu, who was still talking and laughing, and said casually, "Wenshu, I remember there seemed to be several banquets held by the royal family this month?"

Princess Wenshu nodded without questioning, "Yes, has the Imperial Concubine heard about it too?"

"The old lady of the Anyang Marquis's Mansion is celebrating her birthday and has sent me an invitation. My third sister also said she wants to go with me to join in the fun."

Shen Zhinian pondered for a moment and said slowly, "I think... you should pretend to be sick this month and not leave the house for the banquet."

Princess Wenshu was slightly startled, and a hint of confusion flashed in her clear eyes.

She was on good terms with the Imperial Concubine and knew she was always right. But this sudden dissuasion left her bewildered.

"Royal Consort, why is this happening? Have you... have you heard any rumors?"

Shen Zhinian couldn't say it directly, so she just gently patted the back of Princess Wenshu's hand and said with concern: "Just think of it as a little selfishness of mine."

"There are so many people outside the palace, it's better not to join in the excitement. Wouldn't it be better to stay in the mansion and calm down, or come to Yongshou Palace to talk with me?"

Princess Wenshu looked at Shen Zhinian's eyes, which were as calm as water. There was concern and deep meaning in them that she could not understand, but there was no joke.

Although she was puzzled, she had deep trust in this powerful imperial concubine.

Princess Wenshu was merely timid, not stupid. After a moment's thought, she nodded obediently, "Okay."

"I replied to the post when I got home, just saying I wasn't feeling well."

Seeing her agree, Shen Zhinian felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face again.

The two chatted for a while, and Princess Wenshu saw that it was getting late, so she stood up and took her leave.

Shen Zhinian looked at her light back as she left. She seemed carefree, completely different from the woman in his memory of his previous life who always had a hint of worry between her brows.

I hope that in this life, Princess Wenshu can avoid the destined disaster.

The aroma of tea gradually cooled down.

After seeing Princess Wenshu off, Shen Zhinian's heavy heart did not ease much.

It's easy to stop a party.

But fate is everything in this world, who can guarantee that Princess Wenshu will not have any contact with the Prince of Yuanning in other occasions if she can avoid this time?

If this is true, then there is no escape from the true fate.

Shen Zhinian naturally hoped that the marriage between Princess Wenshu and Bai Mufeng could be finalized as soon as possible.

This would not only completely eliminate the possibility of Princess Wenshu falling into the fire pit, but also tie the promising third place winner more closely to her own faction.

Bai Mufeng comes from a clean family and has great potential. If he can become the consort of Princess Wenshu, it will undoubtedly be a powerful addition to Shen Zhinian's arsenal, and the alliance will be more stable.

But His Majesty's attitude... remains unclear.

Although Bai Mufeng is good, in the eyes of the emperor, he may not be worthy of a princess of noble birth.

If you bring it up rashly, it will easily arouse suspicion.

How can I give this matter a push without leaving any trace?

Shen Zhinian's frown suddenly relaxed slightly, and a light flashed through his mind.