Song Yuning laughed crazily, making Shen Qianyu look confused.
He said thank you to Concubine Yun, turned around and left Changxin Palace.
After returning to the East Palace, Shen Qianyu said to Ji Rong: "Didn't a few old ministers submit a petition to select the crown princess for me a few days ago?"
"Let them continue to work out the secrets and send the candidates with the highest family status to the Queen."
Ji Rong nodded and responded respectfully.
Shen Qianyu quietly made arrangements for his marriage to Song Wan, but he didn't know that the Song family was almost in trouble because of his visit today.
As soon as the prince left, Song Fu told Song Lan'an that Song Yao went to pay homage to the prince alone and made the prince angry.
"The child knows his father's plan, but Yao'er is not an aunt. If such a temperament really reaches a high position, I'm afraid it will only bring endless troubles to the clan."
"Father knows, please go down."
Song Lan'an frowned slightly and tapped her fingertips lightly on the desk. When she saw Song Fu leaving him, she said to the maid beside her: "Go and invite Madam over, and go to the second room to bring Song Xiang."
The maid must have brought Mrs. Song over after a while.
Mrs. Song has been having a really hard time these days.
Before Song Wan returned home, she was the mistress of the house. Even the serious housekeepers and wives in the house were confidants left by their predecessors. Even though she couldn't get involved but her status was still there, no one dared to disrespect her.
But since Song Wanhui's mansion, her status in the mansion has plummeted, and now even her right-hand man has been chopped off.
She can't even protect her personal mother-in-law. How can there be any servants in the house who are willing to do their best for her?
Although she had never been slighted in the past few days, the contempt in the servants' eyes was not something she couldn't understand.
And she was furious and wanted to win back another victory. Before she could take action, she was told by Song Lanan's wife that the master asked her to continue copying scriptures for several young ladies and young masters in the mansion...
After rubbing her wrists and breathing slowly for a long time, Mrs. Song straightened her expression and walked into Song Lan'an's study.
"Master, are you looking for a concubine?"
"Sit down and wait for Song Xiang to come over."
Mrs. Song was confused and didn't know what Song Lanan meant.
After a while, Song Xiang from the second room came over accompanied by the maid. As soon as she entered the room, she bowed to Song Lanan and said, "I have met my uncle."
Song Xiang and Song Yao were the same age, and they were both at the age when they were ready to talk about marriage.
Song Xiang's father was Song Lan'an's biological brother, but in recent years, Yi Yi was sent to Yongzhou Prefecture and never transferred back, so the responsibility of educating Song Xiang fell on Song Lan'an.
"Starting from tomorrow, you and Yao'er Nian'er will learn the rules from the nanny. I will write to your father about the rest."
"Xi'er knows."
After replying neatly, Song Xiang followed the maid beside him and exited Song Lan'an's study.
She didn't ask too much or be curious. Her obedient and dignified appearance reminded Song Lan'an of Song Wan when he was young.
The prince appears too late, if...
Song Lanan's eyes showed regret, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Starting from tomorrow, the upbringing of Song Yao, Song Nian and Song Xiang will be under the care of Aunt Song. You can rest assured to worship Buddha in the house and don't disturb the children."
Mrs. Song was frightened when she heard this: "Master, what do you mean? You won't let me discipline my daughter?"
"And what does the master mean by calling Song Xiang to learn the rules with Yao'er? The master doesn't want Yao'er to be a wife..."
Song Lan'an raised her eyelids slightly, and Mrs. Song immediately stopped talking.
"Go and ask Yao'er yourself. Ask her if she has done anything unruly and embarrassing."
After saying that, Song Lanan stood up and walked out of the study.
"Yunjin..."
"Madam, my name is Tanzhu."
After Tanzhu finished speaking, he lowered his head and retreated behind Mrs. Song.
"That's all, let's go find the second lady."
Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and forcefully forced back the tears in her eyes before striding away.
It is not known how Mrs. Song comforted Song Yao, but after he was embarrassed in front of the prince, Song Yao restrained his temper and devoted himself to learning the rules from the palace nun.
She no longer stared at Song Wan everywhere, which made Song Wan feel relieved a lot.
On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Song Wan got up early and asked Heng Zhi Heng Wu to help her dress up and tie her hair.
"Today is a good day. Early in the morning, I saw magpies flying in pairs outside. I guess it's a good sign."
Song Wan smiled and said, "I think so too."
I heard from my brother that my aunt sent someone to deliver a letter, asking the government not to interfere with her marriage. My aunt had her own plan.
After hearing the news, she was completely relieved and no longer thought about those annoying things.
She believed in her aunt, and the path her aunt arranged for her must be the best.
"Miss, how about wearing this pomegranate hairpin?"
The pomegranate hairpin is bright red and the ruby is so delicate that it seems to allow people to smell the fragrance of pomegranate flowers. Seeing this, Song Wan slightly raised his lips and showed a slightly shy smile.
"Just wear it, it's festive and suitable for the occasion."
Heng Zhi heard this and sighed, carefully putting it on Song Wan.
The dress also chose a festive and wealthy style and color, and for the first time, Song Wan also hung a string of childlike jadeite bodices on his chest.
"Let's go, it's time."
The carriage drove all the way to the courtyard where the Bai family received the female family members. Song Wan slowly got out of the carriage with the support of Jin Shu Hengzhi.
The Bai family's mother-in-law had been waiting here early in the morning, and as soon as she saw Song Wan, she came forward with a smile on her face.
"Miss Song, our lady has been waiting for you for a long time. Our lady has been talking about you for a long time."
The words "Miss Song" brought a smile to Song Wan's eyes, and the Bai family's full kindness warmed her heart.
"Sorry, mama, I'm sorry to have to freeze here in the cold weather."
"Miss Song, you have broken the old lady. Please come in quickly. There are wind-blocking curtains and charcoal basins in the corridor. Don't let you freeze."
She welcomed Song Wan into the corridor with joy, and the old woman took the first person to the wedding room where Bai Ruizhu was, and then she left, and also pushed the silver barley that Song Wan was going to reward.
"Wan'er."
Mrs. Bai shouted Song Wan with a face full of joy, and walked out of the room swinging the handkerchief.
Today she is wearing a crimson gold silk embroidered lotus flower gown, and a very dazzling gold velvet begonia silk flower on her head.
It was obvious at first sight that she was extremely satisfied with this marriage.
"Wan'er, are you here?"
Holding Song Wan's hand affectionately, Madam Bai smiled and pulled her into the wedding room.
There were quite a few ladies and ladies who came to add makeup to Bai Ruizhu. Madam Bai introduced them to Song Wan one by one. Everyone had different expressions on their faces, but Madam Bai stood behind her.
The room was filled with betrothal gifts and other items displayed for people to admire. Song Wan glanced around and smiled lightly.
Not to mention how much these things are worth, the man is really full of heart and values this family relationship very much.
She also felt that she had gained a lot of merit by getting a good marriage, and she was filled with joy when she stepped forward to add makeup to the bride.
"Wan'er, you can do it yourself. I'll go ahead and greet Cousin Ruizhu. Don't be formal."
"Madam, go to work, don't worry about me."
Mrs. Bai let out an ouch, smiled from ear to ear, and walked out again.
Without Mrs. Bai in the room, the attitudes of the ladies and ladies became much lighter when facing Song Wan. Song Wan didn't care and walked to the courtyard to enjoy the scenery alone.
The dead branches in the courtyard are criss-crossed, originally looking a bit desolate and withered, but because they are wrapped in red silk, they add a bit of joy. One withered and one prosperous blend together. At first glance, it looks like sadness mixed with a bit of humor. On the contrary, it became a different kind of beauty.
Song Wan looked at it and suddenly pursed his lips and laughed.
Lin Jiayue was holding congratulatory gifts at the side, her eyes dimming slightly.
