Since then, Song Yao has not seen Pei Zhao. Even when she sent her maid to invite him, Pei Zhao refused, citing official business.
On the day of the return visit, Princess Zhennan prepared gifts for both sides.
Song Yao went out to meet people for the first time after her marriage.
Princess Zhennan held Zhao Qingyan's hand and gave her careful instructions, afraid that she hadn't prepared enough. She only said one sentence to Song Yao: "Go early and come back early."
Song Yao looked at Pei Zhao with increasing grievance.
If she goes home alone today, who knows how people will laugh at her.
Zhao Qingyan glanced at Song Yao, then raised her hand to take Pei Zhao's arm: "Father sent someone to urge us a long time ago, husband, let's go back quickly and not keep Father waiting."
Pei Zhao nodded.
Song Yao watched the two leave affectionately without saying a word. She was so angry that she almost cried. She looked around and felt that everyone was looking at her strangely.
Mockery, ridicule, contempt...
Even the Princess Consort of Zhennan didn't want to say a word. She yawned, took the arm of her maid, and left.
Fu Ling, who was returning to her parents' home, went to Ninghui Hall early to wait. As soon as she heard that the person had returned, she couldn't wait to go out and greet them.
When Yuan Fuling saw that Song Yao had returned all alone, her smile froze.
"Where's your son-in-law? Why didn't he come back with you?"
Song Yao sniffed: "I accompanied Zhao Qingyan to the Prince Qing's mansion."
Yuan Fuling frowned, then glanced at the rather meager homecoming gifts behind Song Yao. Yuan Fuling's anger flared instantly: "Did the Prince of Zhennan's mansion prepare all of this?"
"Um."
"What about Zhao Qingyan?"
Song Yao's face darkened, and she remained silent.
Yuan Fuling immediately realized that her daughter was not doing well in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.
"According to the rules, the young master should indeed accompany his wife on her return visit. He can come to pick you up later," the Grand Madam said, giving Song Yao a way out.
Yuan Fuling, remembering that there were still many elders of the Fan family behind her, forced a smile: "That's right. You and the young master are childhood sweethearts, but rules are rules. Don't quarrel with the young master over such a small matter, understand?"
Song Yao nodded.
The old lady felt ashamed and had prepared a banquet well in advance, but Pei Zhao didn't even show his face, making the Fan family laugh at her.
"The second daughter is born out of wedlock and is already considered to have married up high by marrying the heir of the Prince of Zhennan as a secondary wife. I just don't know what kind of family the third daughter will marry into in the future."
I don't know who said that.
The old lady immediately glanced at the person who came in. It was Madam Leng, the second wife of the Fan family's second branch and the second daughter-in-law of the old lady Fan.
Leng smiled slightly: "My family has an ambitious young man, but I don't know if he can catch the princess's eye."
Madam Fan smiled and said, "Now that you mention it, Kui-ge'er's age is quite similar to that of the Third Miss. If the two of them were to be paired up, they would know each other well."
The two of them looked up at the old lady at the same time, eagerly awaiting her response.
The old lady's eyelids twitched, and she quickly said, "I have never interfered in the marriages of the younger generation in the household. Besides, Yue'er is still young, so there is no rush."
“Little? She’s thirteen this year. A girl that age should be engaged by now. She should get married after she comes of age,” said Madam Leng.
The Dowager Lady was furious that Lady Leng was like a toad trying to eat swan meat. Not only would Princess Jia Hua never agree, but she herself would not allow it.
Fan Kui is eighteen years old this year. He only passed the county-level imperial examination and has been stuck at a low level ever since. Leng Shi protects him very much.
Even just considering their social status, the two are not a good match.
According to Princess Jia Hua's thinking, even if Song Yue marries a prince in the future, it will be a marriage of lower status, so why would she be interested in Fan Kui?
“Grandmother, I think it’s a good thing that Third Sister is marrying Cousin Fan. Aunt Fan is well-educated, reasonable, and understanding. She will definitely be tolerant of Third Sister in the future. Otherwise, given Third Sister’s temper, which family could tolerate her? Besides, Third Sister’s face is disfigured, so it will be difficult for her to remarry,” Song Yao said.
Hearing that someone was supporting her, Leng Shi said excitedly, "That's right, I will definitely be tolerant of the Third Miss and treat her as my own daughter, and Kui Ge'er will definitely not despise the Third Miss for her disfigurement."
The old lady glanced at Song Yao with displeasure.
Song Yao pretended not to see it and continued, "If Third Sister marries into the Fan family, Mother will definitely promote the Fan family. When Cousin Fan gets promoted in the future, he will naturally be worthy of Third Sister."
These words immediately sparked an idea among the Fan family and others.
Everyone knows Princess Jia Hua's current status; if the princess is willing to speak up, things will surely come to fruition.
Tao's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "If both families are willing to strengthen their ties through marriage, why can't it be Yue'er?"
Accompanying Tao Shi were Song Yue and Song Huan, who obediently followed behind her.
Song Yao watched as Song Yue removed her veil, revealing her fair and smooth face. She asked incredulously, "Your face is healed?"
Not only did her face improve, but her skin became smoother and more delicate than before. It would be no exaggeration to describe her face as beautiful and charming.
Song Yue raised an eyebrow and glanced at Song Yao with disdain.
Song Yao looked like she'd been caught talking badly about someone behind their back, and she turned her head away guiltily.
Tao raised her chin and looked at the Grand Madam: "The princess is our only precious child, and we want to keep her by our side for a few more years."
"A woman will get married sooner or later, so what difference does it make who she marries?" Leng Shi said dismissively.
Tao frowned, thinking that if Princess Jia Hua were here today, she would have skinned Leng alive.
Leng Shi didn't take it seriously. She stepped forward, took Song Yue's hand, and slipped a fine bracelet from her wrist onto Song Yue's wrist: "Third Miss, I truly like you."
"Enough!" the old lady interrupted quickly. "Why are you doing this in front of the child? Yue'er, hurry up and return the bracelet."
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