Her expression, so unassuming and understanding, touched Prime Minister Song's heart.

Aunt Rou also hurriedly shed tears, and asked curiously, "I wonder what the imperial decree is, it seems to be very solemn."

Recently, when Shen Wangshu visited the Prime Minister's residence, the Empress Dowager bestowed upon him many medicinal herbs and tonics, but there had never been such a solemn occasion.

Prime Minister Song was also very puzzled. He took his curious concubine and illegitimate daughter with him to the front gate and bowed down with his family.

He looked up and saw the King of Wei standing in front of him with an elegant demeanor. He was a little puzzled, but after hearing the decree, his expression changed immediately.

This is an imperial decree granting us a marriage!

The imperial decree still bestowed the eldest daughter upon the King of Wei as his principal wife!

How could this be?

A hint of joy rose in Prime Minister Song's heart, because Prince Wei was the emperor's most trusted younger brother, holding great power. A marriage alliance with him would naturally be a thousand times better than that with the Marquis of Linxi. However, he thought that if his eldest daughter married into such a prominent royal family as Prince Wei, then in the future, the entire Prime Minister's mansion would probably be nothing more than servants in her eyes. Moreover, given her past grievances with him, she might incite Prince Wei to dislike him.

These suspicions naturally diminished the joy in Prime Minister Song's heart. As he shakily rose to his feet, he saw that the King of Wei had already strode past him.

"Don't kneel anymore." King Wei personally helped Shen Wangshu up, bent down to brush the dust off her body, and said softly, "You're still recovering."

Despite being a prince, his gentle and considerate treatment of Shen Wangshu immediately made others envious.

The old lady of the Marquis of Linxi had just given Shen Wangshu a "blessing," but the imperial edict and the attitude of the King of Wei slapped her in the face, and she immediately blushed.

"Why have you been in the palace for so long?" Shen Wangshu asked softly while supporting the Prince of Wei.

"The Empress Dowager and His Majesty were overjoyed to hear that I was willing to get married, so they kept me here for questioning." Prince Wei is not young anymore. If he were an ordinary royal son, he would probably have a large number of wives and concubines by now. Even if he did not have a principal wife, he would have no shortage of beauties serving him in the palace.

Although Prince Wei appears handsome and charming, he is actually quite eccentric and still doesn't have a woman by his side. The Empress Dowager and the Emperor have long been worried about him, so when they heard that he had personally chosen a girl, they were naturally overjoyed. No matter how good Shen Wangshu was in the Empress Dowager's heart, even if she were extremely bad, the Empress Dowager could only applaud her.

The King of Wei seemed to be very close to the Empress Dowager and the Emperor. Shen Wangshu raised an eyebrow and searched the precious treasures bestowed upon him by the palace behind him, then smiled.

When the King of Wei saw her smile, his tense expression relaxed.

"From now on, you will be the master of the Prince of Wei's mansion, and even I will not disobey you." He solemnly placed the imperial edict into Shen Wangshu's hand, and firmly grasped Shen Wangshu's soft little hand and the imperial edict together in his large palm.

Who else is in his eyes? He only sees his hard-won fiancée, whom he seems to have to work hard to marry after the imperial decree.

"Your Highness need not worry. If she is not virtuous, I will..." Prime Minister Song cursed inwardly when he saw how accommodating Prince Wei was to Shen Wangshu.

Has he never seen a woman before or what?

Isn't putting on such a submissive face a bit too much?!

“She has always been virtuous. If she is not, it must be because someone is causing trouble,” King Wei interrupted abruptly, speaking coldly.

Prime Minister Song shut his mouth.

"But what about the young master's marriage?" Song Wan'er never imagined that Song Lan would have such good fortune, being able to marry the Prince of Wei as his principal wife. She was extremely jealous, and with a soft and worried look in her eyes, she said, "Didn't the young master come to propose marriage? Are you going to abandon the young master for His Highness the Prince of Wei, just because he is not as good as His Highness... Oh dear!"

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a sharp pain on her face. She had been slapped across the head, sending her flying and crashing into a pillar. Her head was bleeding profusely.

"I will not let anyone who insults my queen get away with it." King Wei lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Drag them away and give them thirty strokes of the cane. If they don't die, lock them in the woodshed and teach them some manners."

"As for you... do you even deserve to propose marriage?" He strolled over to Zhang Yourong, who looked heartbroken as she watched Song Wan'er being slapped away, and suddenly laughed.

"A person should have some self-awareness." He glanced around, patted Zhang Yourong's handsome face, and said softly, "Can you compare to me?"