The Crown Princess with the Ultimate Comebacks!

The novel is complete. My new story, The Foodie Heir's Daily Mind-Reading, is now updating! Coming soon: The Spoiled Wife of the Embroidered Uniform Guard~ Blurb: Ning Wanqing, a top lawyer earning a million a year, was sitting at home counting her money when she suddenly tripped and transmigrated into the crown princess of Jing. She thought she just had to enjoy good food and drink with the crown prince, then wait to become empress. But the court officials were arrogant and domineering, the princes were eyeing the throne, and the vassal kings were making their move. They clashed fiercely in court at every turn, and the crown prince's anger brought on an old illness. He had no choice but to return to the palace to recuperate, leaving his position as heir in jeopardy. Ning Wanqing sneered: There's no argument in this palace that I can't win! The eldest prince was the empress's son, yet he had not been made crown prince. The eldest prince seethed with resentment. "How can the son of a mere concubine be compared to me?" Ning Wanqing smiled. "Your Highness was born of a higher station than the crown prince, yet you still weren't made heir. Shouldn't you be reflecting on yourself instead?" The eldest prince's face turned livid. The crown prince wanted to hold an additional imperial examination to recruit talent from across the realm, but the Minister of Rites was hopelessly old-fashioned. He knelt outside the Eastern Palace and shouted, "If Your Highness does not withdraw your decree, this old minister will remain on his knees!" Ning Wanqing said leisurely, "If the Minister of Rites wishes to kneel for a long time, I have no intention of stopping him. But the Ministry of Rites cannot go a day without a leader. Which esteemed official is willing to step up and take charge?" The Minister of Rites fainted on the spot. The crown prince wanted to reclaim the Tiger Tally, but the general claimed to be suffering from a severe headache and kept putting him off. Ning Wanqing personally visited the general's residence, her face full of concern. "You have suffered, General! His Highness has been worrying day and night, too. I know a little about medicine. Why don't I give you acupuncture myself? Someone, bring me a hundred silver needles!" Cold sweat ran down the general's face. "There's no need to trouble the Crown Princess. Your humble servant is already much better! I'll go get the Tiger Tally right away..." Ever since Ning Wanqing entered the Eastern Palace, everyone there walked with their heads held high, and the crown prince's health improved day by day. Even more miraculous, those who had made things difficult for the Crown Princess all ran into trouble one after another! A prince and a consort were caught in an illicit affair, the Minister of Rites was exposed for embezzlement, and a general rebelled... Everyone said, "You can offend anyone you like, but never offend the Crown Princess!" Even Ning Wanqing herself was baffled. Is my mouth really that cursed?! The crown prince, recuperating in bed, let the corner of his lips twitch, his gaze deepening as he said in a low voice, "Qingqing's words aren't a curse. They're prophetic." Before you start: 1. A stunning crown princess who takes on the world x a seemingly gentle but secretly ruthless crown prince 2. The setting is entirely fictional, with plenty of original details. It's a sweet and satisfying story. Just enjoy it, and please don't nitpick the historical accuracy. 3. Anti-piracy delay: 48 hours/70%. 4. Following the author will make you more beautiful and richer. Come visit my profile! Coming soon 1: The Prince's Household Cookbook Li Chengyun, the third son of the Prince of Pingnan, is brave in battle and exceptionally handsome. He's the young man everyone in the capital admires, yet he chose to marry Su Xinhe, a cook's daughter. Everyone said the Su family's ancestors must have had good fortune for Xinhe to marry into the prince's household. Little did they know this was the Prince of Pingnan's way of compensating Master Su after borrowing grain from him, a matter that could not be shared with outsiders. When Su Xinhe first arrived at the prince's household, her mother-in-law disliked her, her younger brothers-in-law slighted her, and her sisters-in-law looked down on her. Even the household's dogs ranked above her, and her husband was a cold-faced tyrant through and through. Su Xinhe didn't care. "What use is a husband? Can you eat him?" When Li Chengyun read, Su Xinhe ate fried chicken wings, their rich aroma drifting through the closed door. When Li Chengyun practiced swordsmanship, Su Xinhe ate noodles with hot oil, spicy, smooth, and fragrant, with the sound of her slurping never-ending. When Li Chengyun discussed affairs with his brothers, Su Xinhe ate hot pot with two broths. The tripe was springy, the beef tender and chewy, the lettuce crisp, and the whole courtyard filled with its aroma. The eldest, second, and fourth brothers all declared, "We can't focus on business!" Su Xinhe felt a little embarrassed. "If you don't mind, perhaps..." Before she could finish, everyone sat down in unison. When the fifty-second plate of meat rolls was brought out, Su Xinhe's eyes widened. How can you eat that much?!!! Later, the third master's courtyard became the liveliest place in the prince's household, and the third madam became the most esteemed woman in the household and even the imperial palace. A little scene: Maid: "Madam, I've noticed the third master has been sneaking glances at you lately..." Su Xinhe, surprised: "Isn't he looking at the food in my hands?" Coming soon 2: The Spoiled Wife of the Embroidered Uniform Guard In the seventh year of the Great Wei era, the humble-born faction rose to prominence. Emperor Wei arranged for Su Lingling, daughter of a noble-born cabinet minister, to marry the lowborn commander of the Jiluan Guard, Zhao Xuan?? As soon as the decree was issued, both factions erupted. The humble-born generals: "Commander, we've heard that the Su girl is spoiled and domineering, and that she insists on forty-eight dishes at every meal, never wears the same pair of shoes twice, and was once engaged to someone else. She's clearly not a suitable match for you!" The noble-born officials: "Absolutely not! Zhao Xuan is merely a commoner by birth. He rose to his position through slaughter and ruthless cruelty. How could he possibly be worthy of the foremost noble-born lady?" After the fierce back-and-forth, Zhao Xuan decided on his own to call off the engagement. When Su Lingling heard, she stamped her foot in anger. "How dare he beat me to it?" As a veteran spoiled brat, she had always been the one to dump others, never the one to be dumped! Su Lingling engineered three chance encounters with Zhao Xuan. The first time, Su Lingling smiled sweetly. "I've heard you're a skilled fighter, Commander. Could you help me rescue my puppy?" The second time, Su Lingling gazed at him affectionately. "Thank you for saving my beloved pet, Commander. Please accept this little mandarin-duck sachet as a token of my gratitude..." The third time, Su Lingling's eyes grew misty with tears. "I've heard you don't want this marriage. If that's the case, I won't force you... We were fortunate to meet, but perhaps fate isn't on our side." Zhao Xuan's fingers twitched, then tightened around the mandarin-duck sachet in his sleeve. When he returned, he tore up the memorial requesting to break off the engagement. Who would have thought that the very next day, word would arrive that Su Lingling had asked Emperor Wei to cancel the engagement? Zhao Xuan: ... - Emperor Wei: "My dear minister, Miss Su wrote the letter breaking off the engagement herself. What do you think?" Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, then replied, "Your subject will marry no one but Miss Su in this life. I beg Your Majesty to grant our union." Emperor Wei clapped and laughed. "Excellent! Then I shall arrange your marriage! You two are a match made in heaven." When Su Lingling heard, she trembled. "Is it too late to apologize?" Theme: Words can be both a blade and a shield.