The Female Psychology PhD Who Time Traveled to the Royal Harem

Thank those fools for giving her a helping hand; without them, the Crown Prince would not have felt pity for her.

She had been in the palace for a long time and had never forgotten her hatred for a single day.

That's why she had been studying the Crown Prince's personality all along and eventually formulated this plan to get close to him.

The Emperor and Empress have been deeply in love for ten years, and the Crown Prince was raised by the Emperor himself since childhood.

If anyone were to ask who the Emperor's favorite child is, the entire court would undoubtedly point to the Crown Prince.

He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and grew up in the lap of luxury.

That's why he can't stand to see injustice in the world or the suffering of the people. He is righteous and hates evil—a perfectly upright character.

But Yan Jinsha couldn't act like the other women who fawned over the Crown Prince's title. If she did, she wouldn't stand out.

Such a favored son of heaven must never have been snubbed by a woman before, right?

Then she would be the first.

Just one more night... as long as she endured one more night, she could be in front of the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness..."

After thinking it over, Little Yuezi couldn't help but ask, "Do you really like that little maidservant? Please don't blame this servant for speaking out of turn, but it's a mismatch of status. Even if you two were to be together in the future, there would only be endless quarrels. Just listen to the Empress; the one she has chosen for you must be the most suitable to become the Crown Princess."

And the Empress is sharp-eyed and knows her son's heart. She would have put in a lot of effort to find the right girl.

But if it were that little maidservant, to be honest, Little Yuezi doesn't think she matches his Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Noble Consort's smile had faded. He pulled out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped his well-defined fingers.

The used handkerchief was then tossed onto Little Yuezi's chattering mouth, "In your mind, is this prince someone who would be blinded by lust?"

Yan Jinsha, the direct daughter of the Yan family implicated in the fourteen-year-old embezzlement case of the former prefect of Qinzhou, Noble Consort was eager to see how she planned to clear her family's name.

It just so happened that if he could take down a few genuine corrupt officials, it would be a bonus for him.

Did she think he was a naive fool?

We'll see who outsmarts whom!

Little Yuezi thought that what the Crown Prince said made sense. His intelligent mind couldn't possibly get confused over a little maidservant.

Beauties are common, and she isn't special. Why cause a conflict with the Empress over her?

Still, it seemed that the Crown Prince did have some interest in that maidservant.

Just as he was pondering, the Empress signaled towards them, and the Emperor's figure was no longer by her side.

Among the men present were The third prince, Fourth Prince, Fifth Prince, and Seventh Prince.

The other male guests had followed the Emperor's procession to other places.

A group of young girls stood in rows, greeting Jiang Xinyue: "Greetings to Her Majesty the Empress, may the Empress live long and prosper."

"Rise."

The crowd stood up, and with Noble Consort's arrival, all eyes turned towards him.

Jiang Xinyue smiled and said to the group of royal ladies around her, "Since everyone is here, I won't beat around the bush. This spring banquet is actually intended to select wives for the Crown Prince and a few other princes. The ladies’ mothers all knew my intentions before coming, so let’s begin."

All the noble ladies standing here were vying to become a royal princess, be it through marriage to any of the princes.

Of course, Jiang Xinyue already had a clear understanding of who had set their sights on which prince.

She was well aware of the personalities of the princes and what type of girl they liked or suited.

Arranging the wrong marriage in a time where marriage is akin to a second life was something she would never do.

The Crown Prince, now taller than her, had approached. Jiang Xinyue took his hand and handed him a jade scepter, signaling with her eyes: "Go ahead."

Jiang Xinyue wanted her son to establish relationships with the noble ladies of the Yan dynasty, so since the Crown Prince turned ten, she often invited the daughters of prominent families into the palace under various pretexts.

On ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‍the surface, it was to keep her or the Third Princess company, but in reality, she would call the Crown Prince, Fourth Prince, and Fifth Prince to accompany them.

In secret, it was a chance to create opportunities for them to get to know each other and build feelings.

Meng Yixuan twisted the tassels on her robe, her head bowed, afraid to look at Noble Consort as he approached.

Since childhood, she had often accompanied her mother to the palace, visiting the Empress's palace most frequently.

Yan Qingqing also visited often, but she had an impatient personality and would usually pull the Third Princess out to play within three sentences of arriving at the Empress's palace.

So she didn't have much interaction with the Crown Prince.

In contrast, her mother had been the Empress's personal maidservant, although later adopted as the Empress's sister and married as a Jiang family daughter to her father. Her mother always reminded her to be well-behaved and not run around in the palace, causing inconvenience to the Empress.

So every time Yan Qingqing and the Third Princess invited her out to play, she stayed behind to listen to the Empress and her ladies chatting.

The Crown Prince often hid from the Empress’s arranged noble ladies by staying with her, and over time, she fell in love with the Crown Prince.

Moreover, she believed that a man as handsome and virtuous as the Crown Prince would be hard for anyone to resist.

Except for Yan Qingqing, who seemed like a naive fool.

Thankfully, Yan Qingqing hadn't "awakened," or else today's spring banquet would never have been allowed for her by her mother.

If we're talking about childhood friends, she was the one who grew up with the Crown Prince.

She didn't dare to look up at the Crown Prince, afraid of seeing a look of surprise on his face.

Meng Yixuan wasn’t sure whether she should be here.

But for her own happiness, she still wanted to try.

Her father had said that although the Yan dynasty had unified the world, the lords' power had become a lingering issue, and military commanders were still needed to station in each region.

The Grand Marshal, in charge of all military forces, had become the supreme commander of the nation's armies, and the Meng family was no less significant, having quelled more than three uprisings by lords in the past decade.

Now, her father, Meng Qingyu, was also a first-rank military officer known as the Flying Dragon General.

She wanted to be the Crown Princess, and it wasn’t a ridiculous dream.

But she had never revealed her feelings to the Crown Prince, fearing he might not accept them.

In terms of looks, she wasn’t the most beautiful among the noble ladies—her features were ordinary, with large eyes, a high nose, a small mouth, fair skin, and long black hair.

She didn’t resemble her father or her mother; she had a gallant yet adorable appearance. Not an instantly captivating beauty, but rather someone who grew more attractive the more you looked at her.

"Why won't you look up at me?"

The young man's voice was soft, and in his ever-perplexing eyes, a genuine smile appeared.