Song Yue gasped, her face suddenly turning pale.
How could she be the one to make such an important decision?
"Mother, sister."
Song Zhen also arrived. He glanced at the two women's expressions and guessed that his mother must have already finished speaking with his sister. He stepped forward, took Song Yue's hand, and looked at Princess Jia Hua with a guilty expression: "Mother, there is a third way to handle this matter..."
“If war breaks out with Northern Chu, the consequences will be unimaginable. Besides, you are simply not suited for the battlefield,” Princess Jiahua refused outright.
She understood the seriousness of the situation better than anyone else.
Song Zhen lowered her eyes: "I don't want my sister to get involved in this."
Princess Jiahua touched Song Yue's hand: "It's not that your mother is heartless, but the current situation forces me to do this. A banquet will be held in the palace in two days. You will have to make a choice."
“Mother…” Song Zhen said anxiously.
Princess Jia Hua said in a deep voice, "It's better to marry temporarily than to be in a foreign land. If it really doesn't work out, we can get a divorce later."
This is already the worst-case scenario.
Song Yue nodded: "I'll listen to my mother."
In her past life, the Emperor of Northern Chu treated her like a precious jewel; in this life, it's her turn to protect the Northern Chu empire.
The news that the three families were all seeking Song Yue spread like wildfire.
Everyone was talking about how lucky the princess's daughter was. Those three were exceptional individuals, each one a rare find.
…
Rose Courtyard
Yuan Fuling had just woken up from her coma when she heard her maid reporting to Song Yao about the three families seeking her hand in marriage. Yuan Fuling was stunned: "Are these three blind? How could they possibly be interested in that wild girl?"
Song Yao blushed with jealousy.
“It’s one thing for others to get involved, but how did someone as noble as the Eighth Prince get dragged into this? Yao Yao, aren’t you close to the Eighth Prince?” Yuan Fuling pressed.
It was only after the Eighth Prince spoke up for Song Yao in court that she was able to secure the position of a secondary wife.
Song Yao nodded: "Eighth Imperial Uncle has definitely been deceived. I'm going to write a letter to Eighth Imperial Uncle and expose Song Yue's true colors!"
So Song Yao immediately wrote a letter, handed it to the maid, and told her to sneak out through the back door.
The wait was somewhat agonizing. Song Yao looked up and saw Song Kaifeng sitting in the courtyard. After thinking for a moment, she pushed open the door to go find him. Before she even got close, she could smell the strong smell of alcohol.
This caused Song Yao to close her eyes and frown.
"Why are you here?" Song Kaifeng hadn't washed up for several days. His chin was covered in stubble, and his hair was a mess. He was nowhere to be seen in his former refined and composed manner. He looked just like a homeless man.
"Does Father know that my third sister has been proposed to by three families?" Song Yao asked.
Song Kaifeng raised an eyebrow, still somewhat dazed, and didn't want to think much about Song Yue's matter at all. It wasn't until Song Yao finished explaining who the three people were that Song Kaifeng gradually regained his senses.
“Father, Third Sister is your own daughter. How can the princess make selfish decisions without your consent?” Song Yao’s eyes darted around. “If there is a major death in the family, Third Sister will have to observe mourning, and even the marriage cannot be discussed.”
She reminded Song Kaifeng that this was an excellent opportunity for negotiation.
Song Kaifeng's eyes lit up instantly.
"Second Miss."
Fan Lianyi came out, looking at Song Yao with a wary expression: "Even if there is a major funeral in the manor, as long as the princess is determined to hide it, the news will definitely not leak out. Moreover, there are only two people in this world who can make the Third Miss observe mourning. Who does the Second Miss intend to have get into trouble?"
Song Yao's eyelids twitched.
Song Kaifeng staggered to his feet, glaring at Song Yao: "You unfilial daughter! Do you want me dead or your grandmother dead?"
“Father…Father, that’s not what I meant,” Song Yao explained.
Fan Lianyi helped Song Kaifeng up and glanced at Song Yao: "Second Miss, take good care of Aunt Yuan. It's best not to meddle in the affairs of the household."
After saying that, he helped the person into the house.
Song Yao was left outside, stomping her feet in anger.
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