Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

"Jun Li, don't think I don't know your little thoughts. You married the fifth sister and left the third brother to come to me. Isn't it just to use my power to strengthen yourself? Those three ministers, don't you have any ideas?"

Xiao Li sneered.

"Your Highness, even if Wenshui controls the Three Lords, it will be beneficial to you." Jun Li stood up and bowed respectfully: "Wenshui will soon become the Fifth Princess's consort, and his position will naturally be consistent with your Highness. Moreover, I am not from Beiling. Even if I manage the Three Lords temporarily, when I return to Xichen in the future, the power of the Three Lords will still belong to your Highness."

These words made Xiao Li somewhat moved, so Jun Li struck while the iron was hot and continued.

"Your Highness currently needs to manage the two ministers, the Minister of the Imperial Household and the Minister of the Imperial Household. Especially the Minister of the Imperial Household, I heard that Lord Li Gong has been very close to Prince Duan recently, and the Imperial Censor often invites him to drink tea. Your Highness will definitely spend a lot of time and effort on Li Gong.

In this way, there will be no time to take care of the three ministers' problems. If something goes wrong, the emperor will blame us, which will not be worth the loss. With Wen Shui here, at least he can help His Highness keep an eye on things, right?"

Xiao Li was now completely convinced, especially the sentence "Returning to Xichen, the power of the Three Lords is still in the hands of His Highness."

"Okay." He slapped his thigh, his face full of joy, and patted Jun Li's shoulder, as if he was valued, as if it was a gift from the emperor.

"Once I have taken down the three nobles, I will leave it to you to manage. Please do not disappoint me."

It was a lively scene in Prince Gong's Mansion. The bride and groom completed the wedding ceremony under everyone's gaze. Afterwards, Jiang Xue was supported by a maid and happily entered the bridal chamber to wait.

On the other side, Fu Dong Xiaochun was asked to help and was very busy.

Jiang Xue sat on the edge of the bed, still thinking about what she had seen in the Lock Heart Pavilion during the day. No matter how she thought about it, she felt uneasy.

In her previous life, she only knew that her father and mother fell at the feet of the Beiling army, but she didn't know that behind that, there was such an unbearable insult.

Now, her hatred for Bei Ling went deep into her bones.

She secretly vowed to make everyone who insulted her parents pay the price. The wedding banquet was just an appetizer.

"Your Highness, please slow down!"

At the door, Xiao Zhan walked in unsteadily, supported by Qing Feng.

Jiang Xue's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. She raised her eyes and saw Xiao Zhan's shadow through the gap in the thin veil.

This guy is also from Beiling...

How should she face him in the future?

Her heart was in a mess.

"Okay, you go out first."

As soon as he entered the room, Xiao Zhan instantly put away his drunken appearance outside, straightened his back, and waved at Qing Feng in a very sober manner.

"Yes." Qing Feng obeyed the order and left, not forgetting to close the door.

"Your Highness, are you really drunk?" Jiang Xue asked curiously.

"If I don't pretend to be drunk, I'm afraid I'll get drunk today."

He shrugged helplessly. All the people at the banquet were big drinkers, especially the big men in the army like Nan Jingxing and Zhenbei Hou, who drank like water. With his alcohol tolerance, there was no point in looking at them.

He walked over to Jiang Xue and sat down, gently lifting her red veil. Under the candlelight, the bride's delicate face was even more beautiful than ever.

No wonder she doesn't like to wear heavy makeup. If outsiders saw her beauty, who could help but think too much?

"You look so beautiful today." The words of praise came out of his lips naturally.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness." The words sounded sincere, and she accepted them calmly.

"Hey, you're so rude." Xiao Zhan was amused.

"That's right. If you're too humble, you'll become arrogant." Chatting with Xiao Zhan, Jiang Xue couldn't help but relax, and became even more playful than usual.

But the matter of Suo Xin Pavilion was still weighing on her mind, so although her smile was sweet, it seemed a little forced.

Xiao Zhan noticed that something was wrong with her and started to feel suspicious.

"Why, are you worried?"

Jiang Xue thought about it and decided to tell him everything that happened in the palace today.

When he heard about the portrait in the Locking Heart Pavilion, a chill flashed across Xiao Zhan's face, but this was not directed at Jiang Xue, but rather at his contempt and disgust for the Beiling royal family.

"So that's how it is. No wonder the way you look at me isn't as warm as before." Xiao Zhan smiled bitterly: "Do you hate Beiling people now?"

There was a hint of cautious inquiry in these words.

"At that time, I really hated Beiling and wanted to turn Beiling upside down immediately."

She wanted to find a place to release the bitterness and pain in her heart, and Xiao Zhan had unknowingly become the person she trusted the most. Even though he was the child of her enemy, she still chose to open her heart to him.

Sure enough, Xiao Zhan sighed secretly in his heart. This was understandable.

He himself had similar experiences, so he could especially understand Jiang Xue's feelings.

That kind of tremendous pressure and anger would crush a person sooner or later if he didn't find a chance to vent it. She was willing to confide in him, which made Xiao Zhan feel somewhat relieved.

She trusts herself, doesn't she?

"Xiaoxue, I understand your pain." As he said this, he reached out and held her slender hand, interlocking their fingers tightly.

"Because I've been through that, too."

Jiang Xue widened her eyes slightly. What... did he mean?

"Xiao Yan and I are not related. My real father is the late emperor's second son, Xiao Yunjian. That noble imperial grandmother is my real ancestor." Xiao Zhan's words were like a bolt from the blue, and Jiang Xue's mind went blank in an instant.

This tortuous and bizarre life story is simply jaw-dropping.

If what Xiao Zhan said was true, then there would be a reason why Emperor Beiling was so cold towards him.

"If you don't believe me, I can check the files of the Zongzheng Mansion with you."

Because of this background, he has endured countless hardships and suffered countless difficulties since he was a child.

"If it weren't for the Imperial Grandmother and my eldest brother Xiao Sheng, I would have been dead long ago." Speaking of the eldest brother Xiao Sheng, it is another sad story.

"My grandmother went to great lengths to save me. She took me to Putuo Temple for five years under the pretext of reflection, and that’s how I was able to grow up safely."

When he returned five years later, Xiao Li and Xiao Yan had each gained their own power, and he deceived Emperor Beiling with a cynical attitude, causing the other party to let down his guard and barely survive in adversity.

"It turns out that Your Highness has also experienced a lot of suffering."

Upon discovering that Xiao Zhan's experience was as tortuous as her own, Jiang Xue's original hostility towards him instantly disappeared.

In the final analysis, they were all victims of Xiao Yan's tyranny.

"Xiaoxue, you and I are both survivors of that ruthless struggle, so I feel your pain."

Looking into Jiang Xue's eyes, filled with deep affection, words cannot express it all.

The clasped hands gradually grew warmer, and their similar experiences gave them a deeper sympathy and understanding for each other.

This mutual admiration made their relationship even more entangled.