After Song Fu made an engagement with Ming Xiang, the ninth daughter of the British Duke, no one told Song Wan. She only learned the news when the two houses had changed their wives and there was no room for change in the marriage.
This was because Concubine Yun invited Song Wan to the palace for a small gathering on her birthday, and the eunuch of Changxin Palace came to pass on Concubine Yun's instructions, so she knew that her father had chosen such a match for her brother.
Recalling the current situation of the British government in his mind, Song Wan frowned unconsciously.
Heng Zhi's face was also a little ugly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Heng Wu couldn't help but say: "Miss, do you know about this ninth lady from the British government?"
Song Wan nodded: "Miss Ninth is an old lady. It is said that the second wife of the British government has been married for many years and has no children. However, she and her husband have a deep love for each other. The second master has never taken a concubine. When he was nearly thirty years old, the two of them had no children. It was difficult to give birth to nine girls.”
"After the second master died of illness, the second wife followed him the next year, leaving the ninth girl in the second room and being raised by the old lady. It is said that she had some problems with her speech. She was laughed at by the naughty slaves in the family when she was a child, and she has not released a song in these years. Seeing guests, Yi Yi is well protected by the eldest princess."
Heng Wu glanced at Heng Zhi and murmured: "Such a girl...how could I tell the eldest young master?"
"Ninth girl's mother-in-law is Master Yan Tongfu, and her father has his own plans."
Song Wan clenched his fist slightly and couldn't help but be disappointed.
She had always known that the only role of a noble girl like herself was to provide a good match for the clan, so no matter what her father decided, she never complained.
Women are in trouble, but all daughters in the world are like that, so she doesn't complain.
But Song Fu is different.
Her brother will have to establish a family in the future. Whether in the court or in the back house, if there is no wife who can take charge of the house, he is afraid that he will have more sorrow and less happiness in the future.
Although few people are as habitual of causing trouble as Lin Jiayue, a temper like Jiang's mother is enough to make people worry.
Moreover, Miss Jiu is not easy to socialize with, so my brother will lose most of his support in his official career in the future.
Song Wan grabbed the hem of her skirt, feeling tight in her chest.
"The eldest princess is already seventy years old, and the ninth girl has just grown hair. Her normal teachings should be mostly pampering and love. I'm afraid she won't be able to learn much about the skills of running a household."
"Although she was born in a worldly family, she was not taught by a strict father and a loving mother since she was a child, and her nature is unknown..."
Song Wan's biological mother died early, and she had no one to teach her how to be sensible and advance and retreat since she was a child. If it weren't for the difficult life of being a widow in the Marquis Mansion, which forced her to be erudite and broad-minded, she still doesn't know what kind of temperament she would have been born with.
She had experienced the loss of being taught by no one, so Song Wan was not optimistic about this marriage.
Then he said that his father valued the identity of the eldest princess, and the relationship behind Master Yan should not be exchanged for the position of the mistress of the Song Dynasty. The eldest princess is getting older. After her death, I wonder how much kindness the Lord will still express to the British Duke.
Moreover, Master Yan is just the uncle of Ninth Lady. There are more than a dozen female concubines in the Yan family. Even Master Yan himself has more than three or five concubines. She really doesn't know how much he would care about. On her brother.
The benefits of this marriage to the Song family and her brother were really limited.
"I wonder what my father thinks."
Song Wan's brows were filled with a hint of sadness, but now that the marriage was decided, everything else was in vain.
Because Concubine Yun was going to the palace together with Jiang Xingjian on her birthday, Song Wan was even more uninterested when he thought about it. Seeing that his young lady and Heng Zhi were both unhappy, Heng Wu did not dare to say too much, so he just sorted out the details of Concubine Yun's birthday. Clothes to wear every day.
In the evening, after Song Wan went to sleep, Heng Wufang pulled Heng Zhi to the embroidered couch outside and asked in a low voice.
"Sister, the eldest young master is getting married, but you..."
"What are you talking about? Don't talk about this again in the future."
Pulling the quilt to cover Hengwu, Hengzhi huddled in the corner and secretly shed tears.
It is unusual for a woman to be attracted to a handsome young man like the eldest young master.
But she has always known that no matter how promiscuous a person is in this world, there is no one who can accept a maid in his own sister's house, so Heng Zhi has always known that all the emotions in her heart are empty talk.
Pulling up the quilt and covering her head, Heng Zhi secretly cried for a while and then stopped thinking about anything else.
The weather was getting colder on the day she entered the palace. After Song Wan fixed her makeup and hair, she saw Jiang Xingjian waiting for her outside the door.
It seems that the two of them haven't seen each other for some time. Today she discovered that Jiang Xingjian was very thin, and she didn't know why it was so difficult.
She had no intention of asking, and Jiang Xingjian had no intention of mentioning it. The two of them were silent all the way, looking as cold as strangers who had never met before.
Jiang Xingjian lowered his eyes and saw Song Wan's back straightened and his hands on his knees, looking cautious and defensive. He suddenly remembered the last time when the two of them entered the palace together, their knees touched in the carriage.
The excitement in the car that day had made him restless.
But now Song avoids him like a snake and a scorpion, and he is no longer as gentle and carefree as before.
The same carriage, the same road, but their moods are completely different.
When they entered Changxin Palace for the first time, both of them smiled, as if they had been a couple who had been in love for many years, and they were like lacquer, and the birds and phoenixes sang in harmony.
Song Wan and his wife arrived earlier. After meeting Concubine Yun, Jiang Xingjian followed the eunuch of Yanqing Palace to see Concubine Jiang. Originally, he invited Song Wan to come with him, but she refused.
"Today is my aunt's birthday after all. It's okay if you're not here. It's not good that both of us are not here."
"You don't usually find opportunities to reminisce with Concubine Jiang. If you don't spend more time with Concubine Jiang, you don't have to come back in a hurry. My aunt won't blame you."
Jiang Xingjian was silent for a moment, then turned and left.
Jiang Man was waiting for Jiang Xingjian in Yanqing Palace. The last time Song Yuning humiliated her in front of everyone, it was really unbearable for her. If she didn't take the overall situation into consideration, she would have wanted to find a way to deal with that person.
"How's grandma?"
Jiang Xingjian shook his head: "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for a few more days. Is there any way to delay it?"
Jiang Man waved his hands rather irritably.
How could she control her grandmother's life and death in the deep palace?
But seeing that Jiang Xingjian had lost so much weight recently, she couldn't bear it: "I'll try to delay it for a few more days. If that doesn't work, I'll hide the old lady's body in an ice cellar. I'll just find an excuse not to open the coffin for the funeral in the future."
"I also have some arrangements in the palace. Song Yuning and Shen Qianbai..."
Jiang Man lowered his eyes, but did not speak clearly.
"Don't be too worried. It's my sister's fault if you get hurt."
Jiang Xingjian said, "I should tell my sister this."
The two siblings smiled knowingly, and Jiang Man said calmly: "I know that Mrs. Lin has a child. Ordinarily, the fetus should not be kept, but since it is your first child, you can keep it if you want it."
"Find a remote place to send her away to raise her child. It won't be too late to find her when the situation is decided."
Jiang Xingjian said: "I know what to do, my brother has his own plan in mind."
