Everyone else thought that this was the Queen's move to force the marriage. How could King Lu endure it?
No one expected that King Lu would not say a word of grievance when the imperial edict was issued, and even went to the palace to express his gratitude. When he even wrote a letter and went to the fiefdom to buy a dowry for his daughter, he was so happy to prepare it.
It's a wedding.
As soon as the emperor's imperial edict was issued, there was news in the Xiwu Hou Mansion. Si Yirong, who was not going well at first, was leisurely at home these days, planning what to do next. In addition, Si Qionglian's side was often busy
Crying and complaining that the Holy King treated her poorly and had no intention of getting close to her.
There were a lot of things going on in the house, and Si Yirong was upset because of all these disturbances. He had never felt that the road ahead was so difficult.
At this moment, I was worried. I heard the news over there and was really overjoyed. Without saying a word, I went up to Si Haoze's Mansion. No matter how many times I came, he was very angry and couldn't go to the Marquis' Mansion.
Wait, what does it sound like to establish an independent house without being granted the title of marquis or prime minister?
Si Yirong suppressed his lips, thinking that it was a good thing to come here today, so he reluctantly endured the discomfort and walked into the house.
"Master Marquis, my young master is not in the mansion." The steward of the mansion was a little surprised when he saw Si Yirong. The eldest son had already given instructions. With the emperor's decree, someone from the Hou's mansion will definitely come to visit. No matter who comes, he will be there.
not see.
"Not there?" Si Yirong raised his brows and his expression suddenly changed. He said with a cold face: "Don't use such words to prevaricate me. How can he wander around if he has limited mobility? Go and call your eldest son out."
The manager's heart sank when he heard this, and he almost beat them out on the spot. The eldest son treated them very well. He already made them feel distressed because of his legs and feet. After all, he was his biological father. When he said this,
Why is it so disgusting?
The steward lowered his head and said, "Forgive me, Lord Marquis, but my young master is indeed not here."
"Early this morning, the Empress summoned the young master to enter the palace." The steward said angrily: "If the Marquis wants to see you, just go to the palace to see him."
Si Yirong was frustrated. When he came out of the house, he was still scolding the people in the house for being unruly. He also felt that his son had not been educated well. It turned out that this self-reliant house was not well disciplined. Si Yirong was filled with anger.
He hurried towards the palace.
At this time, in the inner courtyard of the palace, Si Ningchi looked at Si Haoze with a smile and said: "Since you have agreed to the marriage, why do you still have such a reluctant expression?"
"Is the emperor coercing you?" Si Ningchi asked with a slight wink.
"Never..." Si Haoze glanced at Si Ningchi and sighed helplessly: "I just feel that I have been trapped..."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Si Ningchi suddenly raised his lips and smiled.
Seeing her smiling like this, Si Haoze became more and more helpless. In fact, after agreeing, the more he thought about it when he went back, the more wrong he felt. Although he had no regrets, he just vaguely felt that he was being pushed forward bit by bit by his sister and the emperor.
Tricked.
Si Ningchi was happy for a long time. She had to say that her brother was still very smart. She smiled and said: "I am considering my brother's lifelong happiness. The little princess will definitely be a good match for my brother."
"Since it was the intention of the concubine, there is nothing to shirk." Si Ningchi sat upright and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, with me here, you will never be wronged when the little princess marries you.
"
Si Haoze smiled but actually felt a bit uneasy and happy in his heart. Now that he had made a decision, he could only look forward.