Hearing the excitement in Shen Qianyu's tone, Song Wan glanced at his face and quickly turned aside.
Shen Qianyu was thinking about which yard she would be placed in in the future.
It needs to be closest to him, so that he can keep it in front of him and take care of it.
Just as he was thinking about what was possible, he heard Song Wan say: "I wonder if Your Highness has discussed this matter with my father?"
"nature."
"Master Song knows about this, don't worry, girl."
"Your Highness, do you have anything else to explain?"
Shen Qianyu shook his head: "I will not disturb the lady to reminisce with Concubine Yun. I will take my leave."
After saying that, Shen Qianyu spared Song Wan's gift and strode out.
The empress was imprisoned for a long time by Emperor Wen Hui on the pretext of being seriously ill. Now I don't know how long it can be delayed. What if his father, who is narrow-minded and rat-bellied, remembers something about sesame seeds and rotten millet again? After the queen was sent to hell, he would have to wait if he wanted to send her to the East Palace.
Shen Qianyu shook his head secretly and quickened his pace back to the East Palace.
"Send these things to Song Mansion tomorrow."
"The items on this list don't look like they are for the Song family's legitimate daughter."
Shen Qianyu raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't look like it? How come it doesn't look like it? I haven't named anyone, so who do you want to give it to?"
Wan Xiao glanced at the gift list and looked at her master with a smile.
These things are not very valuable, but they are rare things. There is everything from rouge and gouache for women to head and face jewelry to cloth and clothing.
But these things all have one characteristic, that is, they are rich and flashy in style and bright and pretty in color.
If you are familiar with Song Wan's temperament, you will feel at first glance that it was not given to her.
Can……
Wan Xiao chuckled, secretly thinking that his master was really a traitor.
"This subordinate knows what to do. Master just waits for good news."
After spending half a day, Wan Xiaofang collected the things on the list and went to the Song Mansion as soon as he came down from court the next day.
When Song Lanan saw him coming to the door, he stepped forward to greet him with a smile on his face.
"I'm here today for business, Mr. Song, there's no need to be so polite."
Wan Xiao looked sincere and said: "Your Highness has a message. The Song family daughter is diligent and obedient, and has a gentle nature. Today, she will give you six pieces of Sichuan brocade with hundreds of butterflies in the color of the clouds, six pieces of Luosha with auspicious cloud patterns, and hundreds of blessings..."
After reading out the objects given by Shen Qianyu one by one, Wan Xiao directed the eunuchs behind him to carry them into the courtyard of the Song Dynasty.
Song Lan'an didn't look expressionless, but still thanked the prince with a smile on his face.
After sending Wan Xiao away, the politeness in his eyes slowly faded away.
When news came to the back house that the prince had sent people to gift many items, Mrs. Song had been waiting nearby with a happy face. Now seeing Song Lanan's ugly face, she couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Is the master unhappy?"
Song Lanan glanced at her and said nothing.
After being bored again, Mrs. Song's face twitched and she almost tore off the handkerchief in her hand.
"these things……"
Song Lanan opened everything one by one and looked at the dazzling array of objects in silence.
Mrs. Song's eyebrows lit up when she saw the pile of good things.
"These...are all given to Yao'er?"
Song Lan'an snorted coldly: "How did you know it was given to Yao'er?"
"This...the colors and styles of these things, who else but Yao'er would be suitable? Could it be that when the prince gave the things, he didn't say to whom they were given?"
Song Lanan snorted coldly and still didn't answer.
Mrs. Song was so tortured by his appearance that every time he snorted and ignored made her extremely painful.
It's just that she didn't dare or didn't want to ask before, but today she doesn't know if the dream built by the prince himself has given her enough courage. She finally couldn't help but said: "If the master thinks I am stupid, then tell me more about what you are thinking. If the master doesn't tell me, how can I guess it?"
"I know that I am not as smart as my sister..."
As soon as she mentioned Song Fu and Song Wan's biological mother, she saw Song Lan'an's face darken.
Mrs. Song held back her anger and said with red eyes: "I'm just asking the master why he is still unhappy when he sees the prince giving these items. I can't say that?"
Song Lan'an glanced at her and said in an indifferent tone: "The prince has given me so many boudoir things, what's the meaning of it, you can't see?"
Mrs. Song originally wanted to say that the prince valued Song Mansion and Song Yao, but seeing the look on Song Lan'an's face, she knew that was not the case.
She shook her head and looked at Song Lanan.
"That's all."
Song Lan'an said: "Giving gifts in private shows that the Crown Prince has no intention of letting the Song family daughter become the Crown Princess."
After saying that, Song Lanan strode away, no longer interested in talking to Mrs. Song.
Since she is not the crown princess, it is not that important to whom these things are given.
The prince is very thoughtful, and the fact that the position of the crown princess is undecided must be because the prince already has a candidate in mind.
Based on his understanding of the crown prince, once the crown princess is decided, the position of the queen will not be changed easily. The Song family is afraid that they will not be able to join the queen's mother family.
He hurried away, leaving only Mrs. Song staying there with a look of astonishment.
Mrs. Song had a sad face and felt aggrieved.
That's right, if the prince intended to make Yao'er the princess, why would he reward her in private? The prince's wedding must be arranged by the clan's family, and it is impossible for Nacai Wen's appointment to be done privately.
Now that I'm sending something like this, I'm afraid the status I'll be given won't be high.
The position of Prince Liangdi has been filled, and now there is only Prince Liangyuan left in the highest position...
Mrs. Song's heart twisted and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
The mother of the Crown Princess can still be treated with courtesy by the Crown Prince, but the mother of the Crown Prince Liang Yuan is not as valuable as her status as the royal wife.
Thinking that Song Yao and Song Nian were still learning the rules from their grandmother in the backyard, Mrs. Song felt her eyes darken and she felt dizzy.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
Tanzhu supported Mrs. Song and helped her back to the room.
In the evening, Song Yao, Song Nian and Song Xiang finished their classes and came over to greet Mrs. Song.
Seeing that Mrs. Song was not feeling well, Song Xiang left early, which was very appropriate.
"Mother was fine during the day, so why is she feeling uncomfortable now?"
Mrs. Song took Song Yao's hand and told Song Yao everything about the prince's gift and what Song Lan'an said today.
Song Yao's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he felt aggrieved instantly.
Song Nian stood aside and comforted him softly, but it had little effect.
Seeing his mother and Song Yao looking like the sky was falling, Song Nian said softly: "There is no need to be so sad. Although she is just a prince Liangyuan now, there will still be opportunities in the future..."
"As long as my father and brother make great achievements, it is possible for my sister to go further."
"Not to mention Prince Liangyuan, it is because Chenghui will be able to be promoted in the future."
Hearing this, Mrs. Song said: "Nian'er is right. It doesn't matter now. Your good days will come when the prince ascends the throne."
"Mother is right."
Song Yao wiped the tears from his eyes and said with a smile: "Yao'er's good days are in the future. When Yao'er has an identity, his father and Song Wan will no longer dare to treat his mother harshly."
"Don't worry, mother, Yao'er will definitely earn you a title so that no one in the house will dare to look down upon you again."
"Good boy."
Mrs. Song pursed her lips, feeling a little calmer about this idea in her heart.
