Sang Ruo frowned slightly as she listened to their conversation: "But, will the Emperor go?"
The two then realized what was happening and looked at Sang Ruo together, exchanging glances.
Sang Jiang raised an eyebrow at Wei Qing: Give me an explanation?
Wei Qing: ...
He completely overlooked this point.
Seeing their reactions, Sang Ruo understood. She picked up the invitation again and said softly, "Um...it seems they're holding their wedding banquet at the palace..."
Sangjiang: ? ? ?
Wei Qing: ...
He'd been so focused on planning the escape route for the Dark Tribe these past few days that he'd forgotten about this.
Sang Jiang's libido immediately decreased.
Wei Qing quickly looked at her and said ingratiatingly, "It's alright, I'll go back and discuss it again, don't worry."
After saying that, he turned and left dejectedly.
Sang Jiang: ...
She glanced at Sang Ruo, frowned, and said, "You made a bad choice in your friends!"
Meanwhile, at the Prime Minister's residence.
This may be the first good thing for the Prime Minister's residence since the matter concerning the First Madam.
Sang Yun, carrying a large amount of betrothal gifts, walked in a grand procession toward the Yang residence.
Bian Yanzhi watched his spirited back and couldn't help but secretly wipe away two tears.
Zhuzhu helped her up and said softly, "Miss, it's windy outside, let's go back."
Upon hearing Zhuzhu's words, Sangyan turned to look at Bian Yanzhi, but she didn't say anything more.
Bian Yanzhi shook her head: "It's nothing, today is my cousin Yun's happy occasion, I'm happy, happy..."
As she spoke, she took out a small handkerchief and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
Zhuzhu sighed softly and stopped talking.
Bian Yanzhi started coughing again as she watched, coughing so hard she could barely stand. Luckily, Zhuzhu caught her in time.
Sang Yan couldn't stand it any longer. She took two steps forward and supported Bian Yanzhi's other arm, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Cousin, why are you doing this?"
Hearing her words, Bian Yanzhi smiled bitterly, turned to look at her, and said softly, "Yanyan, never easily fall in love with someone, especially someone who doesn't like you."
Sang Yan looked up at Bian Yanzhi and pursed her lips. Bian Yanzhi patted her hand reassuringly, then coughed violently again.
Sang Yan tightened her grip on her hand: "Cousin, are you... alright?"
Bian Yanzhi's coughing also attracted the attention of others. Sang Hongfu turned around and looked at Bian Yanzhi, asking in a deep voice, "Yanzhi, what's wrong?"
Bian Yanzhi blushed as she saw everyone looking at her. She looked at Sang Hongfu shyly and said, "Yanzhi is alright, thank you, Uncle."
The third concubine also turned around and glanced at her. Now, the third concubine was the only woman left in the mansion, so she still had some influence.
She took two steps forward and looked at Bian Yanzhi gently, saying, "Let's find a doctor to take a look."
Bian Yanzhi shook her head: "It's nothing, thank you, Third Aunt. It's just an old ailment of mine. I'll be fine after I go back and rest."
Third Aunt saw that she insisted on not looking, so she didn't think much of it and nodded to her. Then she looked at Zhuzhu and said, "Quickly help your young lady back to rest. Yanyan, you go and take a look too."
"Okay." Sang Yan nodded and said softly, "Cousin, let's go back first."
Looking at the group, Sang Hongfu took his third aunt's hand with a face full of satisfaction: "You are so virtuous."
The third concubine smiled and lowered her head, saying nothing.
Sang Hongfu tightened his grip on her hand.
Actually, his favorite concubine at first was this third concubine, but at that time the first wife was very jealous...
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