"By then, sheâll be the Princess Consort and youâll just be common folk. How will you withstand her wrath?"
Third Young Master Li frowned tightly. What his father said made some sense, but it wasnât entirely right.
Might as well keep listening.
"Father, you said you had your own plan. Then what do you intend to do?"
At this point Li Shan had fully decided that Li Luru was not his daughter.
So his words were no longer polite in the slightest. "This connection to Prince An, weâve finally managed to get close to it; of course we canât let it break. In the early years, I had some dealings with his father, but in recent years his father hasnât been in charge much, and our contact has dwindled. By the time it reached your generation, there was no contact at all. Iâve gone to visit Ye Ziâan several times, wanting him to introduce you to his son, but he never showed any intention of doing so."
Third Young Master Li and the others knew about this matter as well.
"Now that such a chance is right in front of you, you naturally have to seize it well. The fake younger sister is unreliable, but the real younger sister canât possibly be."
"Father, what you mean is..." His gaze swept over to Li Mengru, and saw the corners of her lips tilt up, while Concubine Sun also wore a look of smugness.
"Itâs exactly what youâre thinking. Li Luru cannot marry in, but Mengru can. If Mengru becomes Princess Consort An, isnât that a bond far more solidly tied to our family than if Luru did?"
At this point Li Shanâs eyes shone brilliantly, as if everything were already settled, as if he were already Prince Anâs fatherâinâlaw.
The several brothers looked at each other. Eldest Young Master Li propped his forehead and asked, "Father, this is only your idea. Why would Prince An agree?"
"Exactly!" The alwaysâsilent Second Young Master Li also spoke up. "Luru and Mengru look different, their temperaments are different; they canât even substitute for each other. Prince An isnât blindâhow could he not tell them apart?"
Second Young Master Li thought that his father planned to hide it from Prince An and marry Li Mengru over, tricking both sides, and by the time it was discovered, the raw rice would already have been cooked.
Third Young Master Li thought Li Shan intended the same, so he said, "Father, we donât know what Prince Anâs temper is like, but people in high positions generally hate being schemed against. If you plot against him like this, and he gets angry afterward, our whole family might not come to a good end."
"A bunch of idiots." Li Shan pointed a finger at them. "None of you are as clever as Mengru. Who said I was going to keep Prince An in the dark? Luruâs identity must be concealed from him, but the fact that the bride will be Mengru cannot be hidden."
"Huh?" Third Young Master Li was exasperated. "Then how do you plan to do it, so that Prince An knows the bride is Mengru and still agrees to marry her?"
"That will depend on Li Luru." Li Shan stroked his short beard, smiling very slyly. "Our Li Family has raised her for so many years; itâs only right she make some contribution to the Li Family. As for Prince Anâs side, weâll let her do the talking. She can find any excuseâunable to speak, unable to bear children, and so on, all of those can be reasons. Then she acts guilty and remorseful, and offers Mengru to make it up to him. Wouldnât that make everything fall neatly into place?"
At this, Li Mengru laughed and said, "How to make Prince An marry meâthatâs for Li Luru to worry about. Why should we rack our brains? We just tell her the facts, then hand this matter over to her. How to do it, what to say, let her go and accomplish it. Sheâs eaten so much of our Li Familyâs riceâif she canât even manage this little task, wouldnât that be far too ungrateful?"
Concubine Sun echoed with a smile, "Yes, exactly. Our Mengru becoming Princess Consort, she certainly wonât forget you few real brothers in the future. But that one is differentâwho knows which familyâs stray she really is?"