Can't a princess ascend the throne?

Chapter 58 You are the mastermind?
The night air was cool, yet Jiu Que felt as if her blood was boiling. Why was she so angry? The anger in her chest seemed to be circulating throughout her body, giving her a sense of disorientation.

In fact, Jiu Que knew that the world was unfair. Even in the era she lived in before, such unfair things would occasionally happen. However, only when she witnessed it with her own eyes did Jiu Que understand how infuriating such things were!
Does being born human mean that people of higher status can oppress ordinary people at will? Shouldn't those with higher status bear more responsibility?
This world belongs to all people, not just a few kings and nobles! Even ants have the will to survive and destroy their enemies, let alone humans! We are all human beings, so why should you be allowed to kill and harm ordinary people with impunity just for profit? To say something that some might find laughable, there should be justice in this world!

Riding my horse, I arrived at the famous Lanzhi Street. Emperor Jingtai was very kind to his children, even designating a street specifically for them to establish their own residences. Lanzhi Street was located not far from the palace, boasting a superior geographical location and pleasant environment. Even before approaching, I could see the continuous stream of lights in the distance.

Seeing these lights only fueled Jiu Que's rage. Just thinking that some of these lights were bought with the lives of innocent people made her want to smash them all! In her simple mind, people could improve themselves through hard work or the support of their elders, but none of this could be based on the blood and flesh of others!
Jiu Que arrived with great force, followed by a group of equally determined guards. The guards at the gate were somewhat nervous, but seeing that she was wearing official robes, they did not immediately trip her horse to stop her, though they gradually gathered around her.

Seeing this, Jiu Que was glad that she hadn't changed her clothes today because she was in a hurry to leave and didn't care much about her official robes. Just as the nervous guards were about to lose their temper and come up to stop her, Jiu Que finally arrived at her destination—the Third Prince's residence.

"Uu——"

The steed bestowed by His Majesty neighed and came to a stop.

The other guards breathed a sigh of relief, but the guards stationed at the Third Prince's residence turned pale and immediately stepped forward to stop her. Although this female official was dressed in official robes, she was only a sixth-rank official, not even worthy of being seen by the Third Prince. Moreover, curfew was approaching, how could this female official be allowed to wander around outside?

"Sir, you..."

"Excuse me, I am Ying Jiuque, a sixth-rank imperial censor. I have urgent business at the Third Prince's residence. Please allow me to enter."

The guard's face turned pale. "You think you can just walk in like that? This is the Third Prince's residence! Do you even understand what the Third Prince is? He's a potential successor to the throne! You're just a lowly sixth-rank official; where do you get the audacity to say such a thing?"

Out of politeness, the guard didn't lose his temper, but tried to remain calm. However, someone had already gone inside to report. Jiu Que saw this, but didn't stop them, simply waiting quietly. While this might sound narcissistic, she had been frequently visiting the palace these past few days. Although she hadn't actually met any of the princes, these well-informed princes certainly knew her and probably assumed she was a favorite of the Emperor, and that the Third Prince would definitely want to see her!
Sure enough, a moment later, a man who looked like a manager hurried out and invited him in with a smile. Those secretly watching immediately sent some to report to their masters, and in an instant, everyone on the street was watching. Even the 'precious' masters inside, without coming out, were fully aware of what was happening.

Jiu Que withdrew his hesitant gaze, readily agreed, and led the group, including Jia Twenty-Three, inside. The steward hesitated, but remembering the Third Prince's order to treat them with utmost courtesy, he refrained from stopping him.

However, something happened that left the steward dumbfounded: halfway there, this lady-in-waiting did not go to see His Highness, but instead asked to go to the head steward of the mansion!
After a brief moment of surprise, the steward immediately refused.

"This is against etiquette!"

Wasn't this Lady Ying the daughter of the Vice Minister of Rites? How could she be so utterly ignorant of manners? However, he couldn't think any further, for Ying Jiuque approached him in a few steps, and something cold pressed against his lumbar spine. Under the steward's terrified gaze, Ying Jiuque smiled slightly, a smile that even appeared somewhat bloodthirsty. "Take me there. Say another word, and I'll kill you first!"

In his terror, the junior steward disregarded why a woman could utter such vulgar words and instinctively headed towards the courtyard where the head steward lived, pleading for mercy all the way, which Jiu Que ignored. Once they reached the courtyard, Jiu Que signaled to Jia Twenty-Three to knock the junior steward unconscious, and then strode inside.

Zhao Jie, the head steward of the Third Prince's residence, was having his evening meal when he heard a commotion outside. Just as he was frowning, the door was flung open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, making him shiver. But the shiver quickly turned into anger. Especially when he discovered that the person standing before him was a woman he didn't recognize, he became even more furious!

Even a lowly official is only a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate. Moreover, his master is a prince, and he is the prince's chief steward, the most trusted one. What right does some random woman have to swagger in?
"who are you?"

"You're Zhao Jie?"

Jiu Que quietly observed the man. Judging from his appearance, this head steward was quite handsome and did not seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing. However, it makes sense; people who do bad things would never openly admit it. Besides, if he were truly unsightly, he would not have been the head steward of the Third Prince.

"What do you want to do? This is the Third Prince's residence!"

Perhaps sensing that Ying Jiuque's arrival was ill-intentioned, Zhao Jie shouted a rebuke, but the guards who were supposed to enter remained motionless.

Standing behind Jiu Que, Jia Twenty-Three couldn't help but twitch his fingers. Although barging into a prince's residence like this was incredibly foolish, he felt a surge of excitement and his blood was boiling! To seek justice for a group of complete strangers, he was barging into the residence of a prince! This was truly, truly... incredibly exhilarating!
It has to be said that A23 is a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), though he himself doesn't realize it. B11, on the other hand, is more composed. He appears calm on the surface, but his mind is racing. Oh no, oh no, oh no! Will His Majesty tear him apart?! How did he end up barging in with Lord Ying? Not only barging in, but he even attacked the people in the Third Prince's residence! By tomorrow, his head will probably be hanging at the Meridian Gate…

Even with these thoughts, Yi Shiyi had no regrets. He simply followed Ying Jiuque faithfully, acting as a loyal and accomplice guard.

At this moment, Jiu Que looked at this loyal steward with a cold and slightly suspicious expression.

"You are the mastermind behind the Worry-Free Cave—'The Three Dukes'?"

The once imposing steward suddenly froze, his pupils dilated instantly, and his heart pounded wildly!

(End of this chapter)