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When Feng Moheng regained consciousness, his gaze instinctively shifted toward the bedside.
Shen Yuling sat gracefully at the exquisite vanity table, carefully applying her makeup.
Beside her stood a smart and obedient maid, holding various makeup boxes in her hands. The lids of the boxes were open, revealing a dazzling array of powders, jewelry, and other items.
Shen Yuling was facing the copper mirror, holding a delicate eyebrow pencil in her hand, gently shaping her curved brows.
At times, she furrowed her brows, seemingly dissatisfied with the shape, and at other times, she smiled faintly, perhaps pleased with some aspect of her makeup.
Shen Yuling noticed the movement on the bed and turned her delicate face, now perfectly made up, toward him.
She carried a hint of intimacy in her demeanor.
With a sweet tone, she called out, “Husband.”
“In a little while, we will follow Aunt Huixin to the Grand Princess’s residence to greet Mother. Do you want me to assist you with changing clothes?”
Feng Moheng, listening to her affectionate tone and address, couldn’t help but feel a momentary pause in his heart.
He was somewhat unaccustomed to it.
But he also knew clearly in his heart that since they had agreed yesterday to put on a show in front of his mother, they had to go all the way through with it.
After all, his mother was not someone so easily fooled.
“No need, there are maids here.”
Feng Moheng was always well taken care of, with everything handled for him without him needing to lift a finger.
As soon as he approached the clothing rack, six or seven maids filed in one after another.
The leading maid held a basin of steaming hot water, with mist rising gently from it.
The maids following closely behind carried a full set of mouth-washing items.
Further behind, some maids carried various styles of belts, while others held sachets of fragrant herbs. There were even maids carrying a tray of rings and other decorative items.
These maids were well-trained, standing in a neat row, and began assisting Feng Moheng with his washing and dressing with practiced precision.
Every action they took was orderly and efficient.
Shen Yuling stood to the side, watching this scene without surprise.
Although she had grown up in the northwest, her father’s position there was akin to that of a minor emperor, with power so great that no one could rival it.
But, you see, matters in this world are always intertwined with both fortune and misfortune.
The greater one’s achievements, the more likely they are to cause suspicion in the emperor.
With her father’s power, how could it not provoke the jealousy of those in higher positions?
And now, here she was, sent to Qianjing for a marriage alliance.
It could be called a marriage alliance, but it was more accurate to say that she had become a pawn used to control her father.
After all, Shen Yuling was the only daughter of the powerful Shen Yuan.
In this game of power and intrigue, she was like a pawn placed in plain sight, with no control over her fate.
If it hadn’t been for the appearance of the transmigrated woman, the original owner would have followed the typical heroine’s script—living a life of wealth and honor, enjoying respect and luxury.
As a child, she had been cherished and doted on by her parents, treated as if she were a treasure—protected in their hands, feared to be lost, and gently cared for as if she were too precious to break.
After marriage, she would have enjoyed the love and adoration of her husband, living a life without worries or concerns.
But such a beautiful life was the result of the original owner’s past three lifetimes of accumulated blessings.
The morning sunlight filtered through the intricately carved window frames, casting a soft glow over the room’s exquisite furnishings, creating a gentle halo of light.
Feng Moheng and Shen Yuling stood there, both fully dressed, quietly awaiting.
Feng Moheng wore a dark brocade robe, with the collar and cuffs embroidered with delicate cloud patterns in silver thread, which accentuated his noble appearance—his face like jade, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.
Shen Yuling was equally stunning, dressed in a water-red silk gown that highlighted her slender figure.
Her long black hair was styled into an elegant updo, adorned with several pieces of jewelry, further enhancing her bright eyes, white teeth, and captivating beauty.
The two of them stood together, like a pair of celestial lovers stepping out of a painting. Anyone who saw them would surely be moved to exclaim what a perfect couple they made.
Aunt Huixin entered quietly, followed by a few well-behaved maids.
“Your servant greets His Highness the Prince, and Her Highness the Princess.”
Aunt Huixin slightly bent her knees and respectfully performed the formal salute.
“Rise.”
Feng Moheng’s expression remained淡, indifferent.
“Thank you, Your Highness.” Aunt Huixin responded and stood up.
She then led the maids behind her straight to the bedside.
Her gaze first fell on the white cloth on the bed, and after a brief glance, she moved her eyes away. She then began to carefully inspect the traces on the bed.
After observing for a moment, she smiled in satisfaction.
Aunt Huixin gently waved her hand.
The maids behind her understood and hurried forward to carefully fold the white cloth.
“Your Highness, the time is getting late. The carriage to the Grand Princess’s residence is ready, and the Grand Princess must be waiting for you.”
As Aunt Huixin spoke, she gracefully stepped toward Feng Moheng and Shen Yuling.
Feng Moheng merely nodded slightly, then raised his foot and walked toward the door.
Shen Yuling quickly followed behind Feng Moheng.
Before Feng Moheng could react, her small hand reached out and tightly grasped his large hand.
Her slender fingers intertwined with his long ones, securely holding onto each other.
Feng Moheng felt a sudden tightness in his hand and couldn’t help but slightly tilt his head, his eyes filled with surprise as he stared directly at Shen Yuling.
Instinctively, Feng Moheng prepared to pull his hand away forcefully.
His brow furrowed in displeasure.
However, Shen Yuling remained unmoved, merely blinking her eyes as she subtly indicated Aunt Huixin behind them.
Her eyes were lively, as if saying that holding hands was merely for Aunt Huixin’s benefit.
At the same time, the pressure from her hand increased slightly, not allowing Feng Moheng to pull free.
Although she smiled, she gritted her teeth.
“Husband.”
“The skirts in Qianjing are really too long. I’m afraid I might trip if I walk too quickly. Would you mind holding my hand?”
Feng Moheng suddenly tightened his grip, so forcefully that Shen Yuling couldn’t help but furrow her brow, though she dared not cry out in pain.
“Alright.”
Shen Yuling had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure the pain in her hand.
Feng Moheng’s grip was indeed harsh, but his expression remained gentle and tender.
Aunt Huixin, observing the playful exchange between the two, couldn’t help but smile, the corners of her mouth lifting.
Her eyes were filled with a sense of contentment.
The Prince and Princess truly had a deep bond.
Feng Moheng and Shen Yuling walked closely together, leaving the room and making their way along the winding corridor toward the main gate of the Prince’s residence.
The servants within the manor, witnessing the closeness between the two, couldn’t help but sigh.
It seemed that the atmosphere in the Prince’s residence might be about to change.
Previously, there had only been Liu Jingyi as the sole lady of the residence. Liu Jingyi was quite beautiful and eloquent, winning the Prince’s favor with ease.
The Prince dote on her immensely, constantly showering her with gifts, and always complying with her wishes in various matters.
As a result, the servants in the manor naturally aligned themselves with Liu Jingyi, hoping to secure better prospects under her influence.
However, who could have predicted that, in just three short months, His Majesty would issue a decree to marry Shen Yuling, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, into the Prince’s residence?
And now, seeing today’s situation…
The Prince held the Princess’s hand the entire way, and it seemed that he truly doted on her.
This scene naturally caught the eyes of many of the maidservants, sparking a wave of whispered conversations.
“The Princess is so beautiful.”
“Indeed, no wonder the Prince can’t resist her. He’s holding her hand the entire way—how intimate they look.”
“The Prince and Princess are truly a perfect match, a couple made in heaven.”
The crowd whispered among themselves, exchanging their thoughts in hushed tones.
Liu Jingyi suddenly overheard the maidservants gossiping about the Prince and Princess’s closeness. The words pierced her ears like needles.
Her expression instantly darkened, and a flash of coldness flickered in her eyes.
Feng Moheng… hadn’t he promised her that he wouldn’t lay a finger on Shen Yuling?