Being pulled away by Feng Zhixue, Song Yu's expression changed and he slapped him.
"Ah—!" Feng Zhixue tilted her head in disbelief and covered her face. She looked at Song Yu with hatred and hatred, and screamed in a sharp voice: "Hit me."
"I am here to discipline you for the emperor, so don't be ignorant." Song Yu was in a happy mood now, and her tone was much better, but the contempt was still there.
"Keep an eye on the princess. We'll set out early tomorrow morning. If something happens to the princess, you won't be able to walk around without food." Song Yu gave everyone a warning look and walked out with a raised eyebrow.
Looking at her back as she walked out, Feng Zhixue was like a mad dog, wanting to pounce on her, but was held firmly in place by the old people behind her: "Ahhhhhh, I'll kill you,
Kill you."
Listening to the wild and obscene sounds behind her, Song Yu was not affected at all: "Let's go, it's time to go see my good sister."
The human form that Su Wan was tortured to at this moment was not tortured by others, but tortured by herself.
A moment of recovery was enough to realize that she had done something shocking.
Unable to accept it, he kept wandering on the edge of collapse, but in the end he couldn't resist it.
A man was sitting in the corner, completely confused, muttering to himself from time to time, with a hint of panic in his tone.
Looking at the gorgeously dressed woman standing in front of her, Su Wan looked at her numbly: "Who are you?"
"Don't remember me?" Song Yu didn't expect such a scene. He originally thought it would be like Feng Zhixue.
This person cursed at himself, and then he sarcastically responded to show her the difference between her life and his own.
She has trampled her hard under her feet.
Su Wan suddenly looked at her and smiled. Song Yu thought she had remembered, but in fact this man started running crazily in the prison: "Butterflies fly, butterflies fly, butterflies fly, chase, chase, chase, hahahahahahaha."
Song Yu looked at the crazy Su Wan with a sarcastic sneer on her lips.
Looking at her and not caring whether she heard it or not, he started talking: "Originally I came to see your joke, but now I have seen the joke. I am here to tell you that your daughter will go to southern Xinjiang for marriage tomorrow.
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Su Wan heard something and stopped: "Daughter, what daughter? I only have one son, his name is Feng Chuze, do you know him?"
Song Yu looked at her face carefully, as if she wanted to see something, and suddenly laughed: "Su Wan, you are really pitiful."
Without saying any more unnecessary words, she walked out directly, and Su Wan didn't care at all whether she left or not, and started singing again.
The next day, the legendary lively farewell did not happen.
As for the liveliness, only Feng Zhixue's place was more lively. She was the one making all the noise.
In order to prevent her from causing trouble, she was tied up, her mouth was covered, and she was stuffed into the carriage.
No one in the palace was alarmed. Only the minister in charge of negotiations and Song Yu stayed true to their good deeds and looked at Jin Yi: "I'll leave the princess to you. Be careful on the road."
Jin Yi and others didn't care, and saluted Song Yu: "Sorry for bothering you, princess, I will treat you well."
After seeing off the people from Southern Xinjiang, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, finally having to resolve a matter.
As for what will happen to the princess, it has nothing to do with them. The marriage is just a cover to appease them.
Just like Princess Jiahe who went to the Northern Kingdom to get married, even if the news of her death came back, it did not stir up any waves.