C49 Crown prince's consort

Inside the imperial garden, everyone was seated according to the influence of the clan. Jun Family was the head of the Four Great Clans, and Jun Qiran was the young miss, so she should be the first person to arrive.

But because he was a trash, the first place was taken by Jun Wange, while Jun Qiran and Feng Chenlang were placed side by side.

"Heh, you're called Jun Qiran, right?" Feng Chenlang said in a low voice.

Jun Qiran didn't even look at him, he only stared at the emperor at the head of the table. Di Mingtian was already past his prime, and his white hair looked somewhat aged.

What a joke, the emperor only said something like that Feng Chenlang, the only person who dared to make a mistake. There were so many things she disliked about him, she did not want to be caught red-handed by others.

"Can I call you Dye in the future? My name is Feng Chenlang, you can call me Brother Lang from now on."

Feng Chenlang did not pay attention to Jun Qiran as he mumbled to himself.

"Hehe, the reason I called everyone here today is to announce that Third Prince Di Yeming has become the crown prince ?"

Di Mingtian laughed as he spoke. Although he was already at the end of his life, his pair of chaotic eyes still revealed a hint of shrewdness.

The representatives from various aristocratic families all stood up one after another to surrender.

However, none of the people from the four noble families got up, making them unable to guess what the other was thinking.

"Of course, the matter of the title and the marriage of the crown prince ?"

When Di Mingtian finished speaking, he looked at Jun Yanran, who felt his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

"I believe that everyone present has heard that the Second Miss of the Jun Family is Ye Ming's future ? "The secondary concubine."

As Di Mingtian's voice fell, the surroundings instantly became deathly silent.

With a "clang" sound, the bowl in Jun Yanran's hands directly fell to the ground.

Crown Prince ? Side concubine?!

There was only a one word difference between the Crown Princess and the Crown Prince's wife, but the difference was like heaven and earth.

Seeing Jun Yanran's loss of composure, a trace of disgust flashed past Di Mingtian's eyes. This kind of woman actually dared to dream of becoming the mother of a country.

When Di Yeming heard this, his face did not show much emotion, as if he had expected this to happen.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded. They looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"As for the Crown Princess, it is still too early to make the decision. I have my own plans for the future."

Di Mingtian continued to laugh as he spoke, but his eyes continued to look in Jun Wange's direction, as if he was talking about something.

Those who were present, those who were not smart, exchanged a glance and understood what Di Mingtian was thinking.

Although Jun Wange was only a concubine, she had an even more powerful identity.

The current Holy Maiden of the Sword Spirit Sect was also the direct disciple of the Great Clan Elder.

Thinking like this, he was not surprised that Di Mingtian would give up on Jun Yanran.

Jun Yanran stared deadly at Jun Wange, the handkerchief in his hand was twisted to the point that there were some wrinkles.

If it wasn't for this woman, she would already be the Crown Prince's consort ?

Each of the patriarchs spoke a few words of greeting to Di Yeming.

"Alright, I still have some matters to attend to. As long as you are willing to do so, I will leave it to you all."

Jun Qiran took a light sip of the tea in his hand, and his gaze unintentionally swept over Jun Yanran's direction. He only saw that the other party was staring straight at him, and his eyes looked as if he wanted to swallow him alive, and hack him into pieces.

Jun Qi's brows were slightly raised, and didn't take Jun Yanran's abnormal behavior to heart long ago.

"Fu Chen, you go follow Jun Wange."

Jun Qiran slowly said to the Hachimata in his mind.

It could be said that Jun Yanran's chest was indeed big and brainless, but Jun Wange was different.

The Hachimata had no doubts about him, after receiving the order, it turned into a ball of faint black mist and floated beside Jun Yanran.

Jun Qiran calmed down.

After the banquet, Jun Qiran looked for Jun Mochen's figure in the sea of people.

"Brother?" Jun Qiran saw his elder brother walking forward expressionlessly with a darkened face, and his eyebrows raised up slightly.

It was unknown who it was that had angered his elder brother, but it had to be known that Jun Mochen had never been one to easily reveal his emotions.

Jun Mochen nodded, his originally green face becoming slightly better.

"Hey, hey, Big Brother Mo Chen, why didn't you wait for me?"

Jun Qiran's entire body went numb at the sweet voice, he felt like he was going to faint.

She took a closer look and discovered that the person who came over was the Sun'Er she met in Forest of Wailing.

Jun Qiran looked at Sun Qian'er, whose eyes were filled with red hearts, and then looked at Jun Mochen, who was at least a thousand miles away from her, as he curled his lips in a very unkind manner.

Then, he put on a look as if he understood everything. "You guys continue chatting, I'll be leaving first."

As the sound of his voice faded, he intentionally made Jun Mochen blink his eyes.

By the time Jun Mochen managed to react, Jun Qiran had already long since disappeared.

Jun Qiran moved forward aimlessly.

Ah!

Jun Qiran was suddenly knocked into a wall, all of the dirty water poured onto her body.

Jun Qiran frowned, upon seeing the palace maid dressed in what she was wearing.

The other party's face and big, watery eyes had a small, delicate nose. His dark red mouth was tightly pursed, as if he had received a fright.

"Little, little miss is sorry, sorry." The girl kept apologizing as her large eyes were filled with fear.

Jun Qiran sighed lightly, and did not blame the other party.

"No problem, be careful when you walk next time." Jun Qiran slowly said. Maybe it was because she had committed too many sins in her previous life, and if there were people who wanted to put him to death, she would absolutely not be right.

When the palace maid saw Jun Qiran, she didn't have much courage compared to the other young mistresses from aristocratic families.

She carefully glanced at Jun Qiran for a moment, then submissively said: "Miss wants me to bring you to change."

Jun Qiran looked at him and shook his head, "There's no need."

Seeing that Jun Qiran wanted to reject her, the little palace maid's eyes immediately reddened. "Miss, you, you should change your clothes.

Jun Qiran looked at the little palace maid who was about to cry, sighed, and still agreed.

Only after Jun Qiran agreed did the little palace maid restrain her emotions.

Along the way, he chattered non-stop with Jun Qiran.

Jun Qiran heard from the other party's words that this little palace maid was called Xiao Ying, and that both her parents had died.

The entire family was supported by her alone.