The empress has been chosen, and the candidate is the eldest daughter of Shuling Yun Dongliu, the second son of Mr. Yun, the emperor's master. This daughter is known as Yun Qingrong, a virtuous and filial woman. She has a good appearance and is only eighteen years old.
Her mother died before her, and she had kept her filial piety for three years, so she was still unmarried at the age of eighteen.
The candidate for the queen has been decided, but the wedding date has not yet been decided. The emperor has said that he will not marry the queen until General Zhenbei returns to the court, but preparations have already begun both inside and outside the palace.
The entire Dongchen Kingdom was looking forward to General Song's defeat of the Northern Region as soon as possible and his return to the court. Because the emperor's marriage to the queen was a great joy. At that time, not only would there be a general amnesty for the whole world, but also an encore.
In the Imperial City, a carriage was driving slowly on the bustling streets. Song Ziyu was sitting in the carriage, lifting the curtains with her hands and looking at the scene outside.
She has not seen such a lively imperial city for a long time!
Cui'er put her hands on her thighs and sat aside, breathing softly. There were several scabbed red spots on the back of her hands. These were pricked by Song Ziyu with hairpins. It was because she was dressing Song Ziyu.
At that time, a hairpin was inserted into her bun that she didn't like, so Song Ziyu pricked her hand with the hairpin.
Now, Cui'er will feel nervous whenever she stays with the eldest lady. She is afraid of making the eldest lady unhappy and will be scolded, and she doesn't even dare to breathe.
Looking at the busy street, Song Ziyu got out of the car and went for a stroll, but she couldn't. If someone recognized her, she would be looked at, pointed at, and ridiculed at will like a monkey. So she could only lift the curtain.
, look at the lively scene outside this carriage.
After Song Ziyu let the carriage drive around the city, he asked the driver to stop the carriage at the entrance of Yipinzhai, covered his face with his wide sleeves and asked for a private room, and entered the private room with Cui'er.
Ordered some snacks that she used to love.
The snacks were served very quickly. Looking at the compact snacks, Song Ziyu couldn't help but think of the days when her classmates from the female school came here to eat snacks. At that time, she came in openly, but now she can only hide her face.
Come in covertly.
The dignified eldest daughter of General Zhenbei has now become a shameful person.
Song Ziyu looked at the snacks but didn't eat them. Cui'er stood aside, wondering why the eldest lady ordered so many pastries but didn't eat them, but didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Song Ziyu looked at the snacks for a long time before taking action. Just as she was about to pick up her favorite white sugar cake and eat it to see if it still tasted the same as she remembered, there was a noise outside.
"What's going on with you? I sent someone to book a private room in Fengya for you yesterday. Why did you let others in?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Zhu. This was our mistake. We forgot that this private room was booked by Miss Zhu. Now there are people in it, so naturally it's hard for them to come out. So be it! Miss Zhu, please sit next door.
Let’s buy Liuli! Today’s consumption by Miss Zhu will be discounted by our Yipinzhai eldest brother in half.”
Miss Zhu, Song Ziyu frowned. The person outside was Zhu Xiuhe, and the elegant room she was sitting in was the Fengya she had booked. This Zhu Xiuhe had always been at odds with him. He met this Zhu Xiuhe when he went out for the first time after being released from prison.
, which is really unlucky.
"Who cares about your half fold? Is this lady the one who needs money?" Zhu Xiuhe said forcefully, "I don't care, I have booked a Fengya seat, so I'll have a Fengya seat. You kick out the people inside and give them snacks."