She is going to be the princess in the future, how can she marry Lin Anyan?!
Song Wanwan looked at Zhao Hongjun in panic, but Zhao Hongjun was looking at Song Jiuxi opposite. Song Jiuxi pinched his neck and looked at Song Wenzhi and Changping Bo Xie En with interest.
In an instant, Song Wanwan gritted her teeth.
She staggered up from her seat and stumbled forward. Suddenly Lin Anyan passed her, walked to and knelt down next to Uncle Chang Ping.
"I thank the Emperor for your kindness."
"Lin Anyan!" Song Wanwan glared at her angrily.
Everyone looked at her, and Lin Anyan turned back to look at her doubtfully. Song Wanwan stood behind the three of them. At this time, she did not thank her, but stood with a distorted expression, which was especially weird.
Song Wenzhi shouted hurriedly: "Wanwan, come over quickly to thank me."
Song Wanwan's eyes turned red, she moved her lips, and the words "She won't marry" almost came out of her mouth.
But the Holy One spoke, and if Song Wanwan rejected it, then she would be disobeying the Holy Order.
King Duan smiled when he saw this scene: "Master Song, your daughter doesn't seem very happy?"
As soon as King Duan said these words, Song Wenzhi's face suddenly turned pale, and the emperor on the high platform also darkened his face slightly.
Song Wenzhi is the prince's tutor. If Song Wenzhi cannot come to Taiwan, it means that the prince cannot come to Taiwan. Of course King Duan is very happy.
The prince looked at Song Wenzhi with a cold face. Song Wenzhi was so frightened that his head was covered with sweat. He hurriedly asked: "Wanwan, why don't you come over!"
Song Wanwan walked over absentmindedly, and was pulled to the ground by Song Wenzhi, kneeling on the ground.
Song Wenzhi forced a smile and said: "My little girl is so happy that she can't react."
"Wanwan, do you want to die?" Song Wenzhi secretly pinched Song Wanwan's leg and asked in a low voice.
Song Wanwan was extremely unwilling. She lowered her head and her resentful eyes almost made a hole in the ground.
She gritted her teeth and said with blood in her mouth: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
The Holy Father then smiled, and the atmosphere at the banquet became more relaxed.
Song Wenzhi pulled Song Wanwan, and Song Wanwan stood up. She turned her head and looked at Zhao Hongjun, but Zhao Hongjun didn't look at her at all.
At this moment, the anger and hatred in her heart erupted like a volcano. She was unwilling to accept it, and she would not admit it.
The Crown Princess is destined to be hers, and from now on she will honor her mother and be the most noble woman in the world.
The marriage granted by the Holy Spirit was just a small episode, and the flower banquet continued.
Song Jiuxi laughed when she saw Song Wanwan being pulled back by Song Wenzhi.
She knew that Song Wanwan didn't have the guts to resist the edict, so she had to accept the edict even if she didn't recognize it. Then I wish her and Lin Anyan a happy life together, and a long life of love.
Yan Shubai turned his head and asked, "Are you so happy?"
"Isn't it worth being happy?" Song Jiuxi raised her lips slightly, "When this good sister of mine gets married, I, the older sister, will have to give her a gift."
In this life, she wanted Song Wanwan to experience the feeling of not getting what she asked for.
Yan Shubai looked at Song Jiuxi's fair and beautiful face and smiled softly.
The Holy Master on the high platform suddenly turned his eyes to Yan Shubai, "Shu Bai."
Song Jiuxi and Yan Shubai both came to their senses. Yan Shubai was sitting in a wheelchair and could not salute. He lowered his head slightly: "Your Majesty."
"Is Shubai's health feeling better these days? I'll ask people from the Tai Hospital to take a look at you later."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. My health has improved a lot in recent days. Thank you for your concern."
The Holy Sage said: "That's good. Eunuch Cui will give Shubai the thousand-year-old ginseng and those precious medicinal materials that were brought as tribute from Shu a few days ago."
The queen hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, that is..."
The Holy Emperor raised his hand to stop the Queen's words. Yan Shubai did not refuse and expressed his gratitude as usual.
Others were only surprised for a moment at first, and then became accustomed to it.
Song Jiuxi remembered that it was said that the Holy Emperor valued General Ming Xiao particularly highly. After Dayan was established, General Ming Xiao lived in the palace for two years. Later, General Ming Xiao went to the North to join the army, and the Holy Emperor was reluctant to part with him for a time.
Compared with several princes and even the prince, it is obvious that the Holy Emperor valued Yan Shubai.
When Yan Shubai was twelve years old, he even allowed him to take charge of private soldiers. Xiaoyiwei was established by Yan Shubai. If it were another prince, he would have been treated as a treason.
However, this also caused other princes to be jealous of Yan Shubai. Song Jiuxi speculated that Yan Shubai lost his life at the Flower Festival in his previous life, and it was probably these princes who did it.
The Holy Master suddenly looked at Song Jiuxi and asked, "Is this Shubai's newly married wife? I remember she is also the daughter of the Song family?"
The saint looked at Song Wenzhi, who hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, this is my eldest daughter."
The Holy Sage smiled and said, "Come up and show me."
Song Jiuxi walked to the high platform and knelt down, "I will join you, Your Majesty."
Song Jiuxi lowered her head. She could feel the eyes coming down from the high platform, which were majestic and breathtaking. After a while, the Holy Master said: "Raise your head."
Song Jiuxi slowly raised his head, his eyes lowered, his eyebrows calm, without any trace of nervousness or fear when he met the Holy Spirit.
Others also looked towards Song Jiuxi. They had already heard about the two ladies of the Song family.
No matter how talented and educated Miss Song is, Miss Song will be as vulgar as Miss Song. No matter how beautiful Miss Song is, Miss Song will be ugly.
There are all kinds of rumors in the capital. They just met Miss Song Er, and she was indeed gentle, gentle, and gentle, just like the rumors.
But this Miss Song...
But it's a bit surprising.
Compared with the gentleness of the second Miss Song, the eldest lady's eyebrows are much colder, as frosty as snow, as bright as the moon as silver.
Her delicate and beautiful eyebrows are sharp and striking. Her straight back is like a sharp sword that can be unsheathed at any time. Although the brilliance is restrained, the edge is already exposed.
It is difficult for ordinary people to control such a woman.
Everyone looked at Yan Shubai one after another, and then they all had a strange thought in their hearts. I am afraid that only Yan Shubai can control a woman like Song Jiuxi.
The Holy Emperor looked at her for a long time before saying, "Jiang Jun is your mother?"
"yes."
When this Jiang Jun was mentioned, everyone suddenly came to their senses. General Hongying back then seemed to be the head wife of Marquis Changping.
Newcomers to the imperial court may not know this, but those who once conquered the world with His Majesty will never forget that female general in red who stood with her spear across the battlefield.
After Dayan was established, Hongying entered the inner palace, and they were still sorry. Later, there was gradually no news, and no one has ever mentioned General Hongying in so many years.
So much so that they had forgotten that General Hongying had a daughter. Now when they saw Song Jiuxi's features, they immediately thought of General Hongying.
But everyone was silent. General Hongying seemed to be a taboo, and no one dared to say more.
The Holy Father looked at her seriously for a while, then waved his hand and said, "Go back."
Song Jiuxi pushed down in response, and she walked back to Yan Shubai. Then she looked up at the Holy Master and found that his face was cold and his eyes were filled with strange emotions.
It seemed that something was wrong from the moment she mentioned her mother's name. Not only did the emperor's expression change, but the expressions of several people here also changed suddenly.
Song Jiuxi glanced at Song Wenzhi again and found that his face was pale and he seemed to be afraid of the Holy Emperor's gaze.
Song Jiuxi frowned. Could it be that her mother's death had something to do with the royal family?