"What kind of reward will the prince give our young master for his great achievements?"
"At least he must be a general... But this is not important. You are talking about the marriage between our young master and the general's mansion... Miss Shen hasn't said goodbye yet."
The afternoon sun was hot, reflecting dazzling light on the snow. Under the window, two maids were whispering, head to head. The one in green held her chubby little face: "I heard that she went to the border for the sake of the young master." , he is also an infatuated person."
"Speaking of which."
The little maid changed the subject: "Now that the young master is back, the marriage between Miss Yue'er and the eldest young master should also be held, right? This marriage has been discussed for a long time..."
Bang——
Something fell inside the house.
The two maids were startled and hurriedly stood up and lowered their heads to prepare for the punishment. After a while, a voice came from inside the room: "Come in, everyone."
The two maids looked at each other with frightened expressions, and entered the house tremblingly. In the winter, it was freezing and snowy outside, but the charcoal was burning inside and it was as warm as spring.
The man was sitting at the table in regular clothes, and his dark blue brocade clothes made him look handsome and handsome.
The two maids knelt down and said, "Sir, spare your life, I am wrong..."
The man's expression was obviously kind, but the two of them couldn't help but want to shrink back. Ever since the news of the great victory at the Border Pass came, the story of how the young master of the Song Dynasty killed the enemy such as cutting melons on the battlefield had spread a lot. But I was extremely scared in my heart.
Song Yu waved his hand: "You don't have to get up on your knees, I'm asking you."
His eyes fell on the two of them, and his voice became slightly deeper, "You just talked about... Yue'er and eldest brother's... marriage?"
The two maids blinked and then remembered that the eldest young master should not know about the marriage between Miss Yue'er and the eldest young master just after he returned to Beijing. Zhutong Douzi quickly told everything he knew, and finally said: "The marriage was decided long ago, but The wedding date has not yet been decided, so the slaves are guessing that they should be waiting for you to come back..."
Song Yu nodded and picked up the tea cup: "Well, I understand, you can go down."
When the two maids heard that the young master didn't blame them for talking about the master's affairs in private, they immediately knelt down and kowtowed, and then hurriedly went out.
Click,
The blue and white porcelain tea cup shattered in his hand, and the tea fell to the ground along his fingers.
Song Yu stared blankly at the fingertips that slowly oozed blood. Sharp fragments of porcelain pricked the wound. After a long while, he gently pulled it apart and threw it on the table.
At night, the palace banquet comes.
In front of the Song Mansion, everyone in the Song Mansion was dressed and ready to enter the palace. Mrs. Song was chatting with the eldest lady. Suddenly, she found that Song Yu's hands were full of wounds. She was shocked: "Yu'er, are you injured?"
He hurriedly walked over, took Song Yu's hand and looked carefully: "What's going on? Dai'er, go get the ointment."
"No need, Mom, it's just a minor injury."
Song Yu pulled back her hand slightly, just as the driver was driving the carriage over. He helped Mrs. Song get into the carriage: "Mom and dad, you go first, I will go to Wutong Lane to pick up grandpa."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Song's joyful mood suddenly disappeared a lot: "Are they going too?"
Song Yu nodded, said nothing, and watched everyone go away. Then he got on his horse and headed to Wutong Lane. Xihe and Mr. Jiang were also ready.
It was the first time for Mr. Jiang to attend a palace banquet, and he was particularly excited.
After changing several clothes in a row, he had to stop when the time was up. At this time, he pulled the hem of his clothes and asked her: "Does this suit me? Nothing will go wrong, right?"
Xihe nodded repeatedly: "It's very appropriate. He couldn't be more handsome. He is even more handsome than the eighteen-year-old husband!"
Mr. Jiang choked: "That's nonsense!"
Touching the smooth material makes you feel happy.
At this moment, the sound of horse hoofbeats came. The two of them looked over and saw Song Yu, dressed in black clothes, riding a tall horse and coming over: "Master, Yue'er."
The carriage had been prepared long ago, and the three of them got on it and drove to the palace.
There was a heater in the carriage, which was as warm as spring. Xihe sat across from the two of them and saw the injury on Song Yu's hand at a glance: "Are you injured?"
Before Song Yu could speak, he took his hand and looked at it: "Did it get pricked by something?" He took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, cleaned the wound briefly, and then applied the powdered medicine.
Song Yu opened her mouth and finally closed it, watching her serious look quietly.
Her long black hair was pulled up into temples, embellished with a few beads, her eyelashes were long, and the tip of her nose was straight... She was wearing a pink and white dress that exposed her slender neck.
Nothing seems to have changed, yet everything seems to have changed.
Xihe tied a beautiful bow with a handkerchief and told him: "Don't touch the water these two days."
Song Yu lowered his eyes and nodded silently.
He thought he was taciturn, so Xihe didn't think much. He opened the curtains and took a look outside. In the night, the lights of the imperial city were brightly lit.
There is a banquet in the palace tonight, and the palace gate is full of imperial guards.
The carriage stopped at the palace gate. The three of them got off the carriage and got on the sedan chair. Soon they came to a large hall: lanterns were decorated, palace maids and eunuchs were coming and going, and the seats were filled with ministers and their families.
The leading eunuch came over with a smile: "Miss Yue'er, you are here. The Crown Princess was thinking of you just now. How is your health lately?"
Turning his head, his eyes fell on Song Yu, "This must be General Song, right?"
"As expected, it's just like the legendary sight, extraordinary, heroic and promising!"
He enthusiastically led the three of them into the seat, which was not far from the prince's seat. Then he called the palace maid to come and wait on him, and then he excused himself and left.
The three of them all had unfamiliar faces, attracting curious glances from others.
Song Yu couldn't help but look at Xihe who was whispering to Mr. Jiang. There were more and more doubts in her heart, and she felt that many things had changed in a short period of time.
Soon the time came, and the voice of the chamberlain came from the door: "The Crown Prince (Crown Princess) has arrived——"
"Meet the Crown Prince, meet the Crown Princess——"
Wow!
Everyone stood up and saluted.
The emperor is completely paralyzed, Cui Tianjian has calculated the date, and the prince will ascend the throne soon.
Seeing that everything was a foregone conclusion, the princes who had been making small moves all restrained their actions one after another, and the ministers honestly did not dare to act like monsters again.
What's more, the border war has just ended, and natural disasters continue to occur in many parts of Vietnam. It is a difficult time.
The prince is not a soft-hearted person, he has a smile on his face, but who dares to commit crimes against the wind - there is no discussion about punishing him.
The prince held the princess's hand and walked through the crowd, and sat down at the prince's seat. He smiled kindly and said, "Excuse me." Everyone looked up and realized that there was a young man coming in behind him.
The man was tall and tall, with a handsome face. He sat down at the head of the crown prince - next to the three strangers.
Mr. Jiang's eyes lit up: "Zimo!"
Song Mo smiled and nodded at Mr. Jiang: "Grandpa." The big palm naturally fell on Xihe's hand, and he squeezed it tightly. Then he looked at Song Yu: "Second brother. I thought of you having a hard time traveling all the way, so I didn't bother you yesterday. Everything on the road Is it going well?"
