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, who is known as virtuous and filial. She has a good appearance and is eighteen years old.
Because her mother died three years ago, she kept her filial piety for three years, so she has not yet been married 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 victory in defeating the Northern Territory and returning to the dynasty.
Because it is a great joy for the emperor to marry the queen. At that time, not only will the world be granted amnesty, but also grace will be granted.
In the Imperial City, a carriage was driving slowly on the bustling streets. Song Ziyu sat in the carriage, lifting the curtains with her hands and looking at the scene outside.
She had 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.
Song Ziyu used hairpins to tie them.
Just because she put a hairpin in her bun that she didn't like when she was dressing up Song Ziyu, Song Ziyu pricked her hand with the hairpin.
Now Cui'er will feel nervous whenever she stays with the eldest lady. She is afraid that she will make the eldest lady unhappy and suffer a scolding, and she doesn't even dare to breathe.
Looking at the busy street, Song Ziyu also got out of the car to go shopping, 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 and take a look at the lively scene outside the 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 dim sum was served very quickly. Looking at the compact dishes of dim sum, Song Ziyu couldn't help but think of the days when her female classmates came here to eat dim sum.
At that time, she came in openly, but now she can only come in covertly.
The dignified eldest daughter of General Zhenbei has now become a shameful person.
Song Ziyu looked at the snacks and 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 guys?
I sent someone to book the Fengya private room with 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 not easy for them to come out.
Let's do this! Miss Zhu, please sit at Liuli next door! Today's consumption of Miss Zhu will be halved by our Yipinzhai brother."
Miss Zhu, Song Ziyu frowned, the person outside was Zhu Xiuhe, and the elegant room she was sitting in was exactly the one she booked.
This Zhu Xiuhe has always been at odds with him. It was really unlucky to meet this Zhu Xiuhe when he went out for the first time after being released from prison.
"Who cares about your half fold? Is this young lady someone who is short of money?"
Zhu Xiuhe said forcefully, "I don't care, Miss. I have booked Fengya, so I'll be seated Fengya. If you kick out the people inside, I'll pay for their snacks."