Chapter 244 Taking the Initiative

Su Bai's eyes widened, "You are so ruthless, so cold, and so unreasonable!"

He Yanting: "..."

"If you use this tone again, don't even think about going out in the future."

Su Bai immediately sat up straight and complained in a low voice: "It's been a few days, I want to go out, I want to see Zhiyu again."

He Yanting's fingertips moved slightly.

Su Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, and before he could open his mouth, He Yanting said first: "Jiang Zhaorong went to Jinzhou to verify Song Shiwei's identity."

"Oh? What did he find out?"

"What can he find out? Of course Song Shiwei is a princess of the previous dynasty, and she also holds the key to the treasury of the previous dynasty."

Su Bai looked at him suspiciously: "Is it true? Song Shiwei framed Zhiyu so many times, and you did this, wouldn't Jiang Zhaorong love her more?"

"No, I added one thing to it."

Su Bai immediately clicked his tongue: "Although I don't know what you added, it must not be something good."

"Speaking of which, who exactly is Song Shiwei? Who gave her the identity of a princess of the previous dynasty? Why does Jiang Zhaorong believe it so firmly?"

Su Bai felt that his brain was almost not enough.

There was a hint of sarcasm in He Yanting's eyes: "Who knows?"

Su Bai tilted his head slightly and looked at him lazily, knowing that he couldn't get anything out of him, so he picked up the wine bowl beside him and drank it all.

"This Third Assistant Minister is quite interesting. He has one in his eyes and another in his heart. He has no achievements, but he can marry the princess."

Su Bai raised his eyebrows frivolously: "You think so, right?"

He Yanting raised his lips and lowered his eyes slightly: "Put away your useless speculations. The emperor has never discussed the marriage with me."

Su Bai saw through the speculation in his heart. He blinked slightly: "That's right. Although this Third Assistant Minister likes Zhiyu, Zhiyu doesn't look like she likes him."

Su Bai sat up: "The Minister of Works is already preparing. According to the emperor's intention, the day when Qin Tianjian looks at you will never exceed this month."

"The emperor's favorite princess is getting married in such a hasty way. It's really sad."

He said with regret, but his eyes were cold.

"Don't be sad," He Yanting said with heavy eyelashes: "The mask has been prepared for you. There is one thing I need you to do."

...

In the prime minister's residence, Song Shiwei kept tapping the table with his fingers, obviously unable to calm down.

After the incident with Emperor Lu Daizong, how could the wife of Anle Marquis have the mind to introduce herself to the empress dowager? Maybe, maybe the wife of Anle Marquis has forgotten about this matter, then what should I do?

If she cannot please the Queen Mother, she will have to stay in this deep house. Jiang Zhaorong will not marry her off now, but his affection for her is decreasing day by day. There is also Taohong, the slave girl, who is instigating her. If one day Jiang Zhaorong is persuaded by her and sends her away casually... The more

Song Shiwei thought about it, the more anxious she became.

She kept licking her dry lips. No, she couldn't just sit there and wait for death. She had to take the initiative!

She sat at the desk and wrote a letter.

It was dusk, and Xiao Lingyu had just returned to the East Palace when the servant handed over the visiting card in his hand.

Xiao Lingyu did not take it, but only glanced at it and asked, "Who sent it?" "

Your Highness, it was sent by Miss Song from the Prime Minister's residence. She said that the incense stone sent to Your Highness that day had some flaws."

Xiao Lingyu sat at the desk, and his hand holding the pen paused.

So soon, he lost his temper?

Seeing that Xiao Lingyu did not reply, the servant tried to speak: "Your Highness, should I go and say goodbye?"

"No need," Xiao Lingyu came to his senses, "Let her come."

Since she wanted to catch the Queen Mother's eye so much, then I will give her this opportunity.

...

In the palace, in Yu's study.

Qin Tianjian was kneeling on the ground and reported: "Your Majesty, I have observed the sky these days and nights. The moon is high in the sky, which is a bad omen. It is not suitable for marriage."

The emperor read the memorial without looking up: "Then observe again."

Qin Tianjian: "..."

He thought about what Concubine Duan said, and said with a stiff upper lip: "Your Majesty, there are really no good days in the past month. Perhaps, the princess's marriage can..." He

didn't finish his words, but was frightened by the emperor's eyes and swallowed them back.

"The princess's marriage, the sooner the better, I don't care about any bad signs, this month, the princess's marriage must be completed, do you understand?"

The emperor's voice was flat, but Qin Tianjian felt cold in his heart.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will go back and watch it later."

The emperor waved his hand, and Fuping said, "I will see the Supervisor off."

After leaving Yu's study, Supervisor Qintian suddenly looked worried, "Eunuch Fuping, what happened to Your Majesty? It's so sudden, there is no good time."

Fuping chuckled, "How can a servant guess what Your Majesty wants? Your Majesty's meaning has been made clear enough. Supervisor just needs to do as Your Majesty wants."

As the two walked, they tacitly chose a road with fewer people. Supervisor Qintian looked at Fuping stuffed something into his hand and said, "I am stupid by nature, and I hope that Master Fuping can give me some advice."

Fuping was pleased and chuckled, "What are you talking about, Master Jianzheng? I see that Master Jianzheng is kind, so I will talk to Master Jianzheng about my innermost feelings. Master Jianzheng doesn't need to worry too much about the princess's wedding, and you don't need to care about Concubine Duan." Hearing

this, Qintian Jianzheng raised his head and looked at him in disbelief, "But isn't Princess Qingwu the most beloved princess of His Majesty? Although His Majesty is a little angry now, it will eventually subside."

"Master Jianzheng," Fuping looked at him and sighed softly.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he hooked his finger and motioned Qintian Jianzheng to come over and whisper in his ear.

"What?!"

After hearing Fu Ping's words, Prisoner Qin Tian felt as if there was a thunderclap in his ears. He could hardly control his shock and cried out in surprise.

"Oh my Lord Supervisor, please keep your voice down." Fu Ping stopped him in a panic, and was relieved when he saw that he did not alarm the patrolling guards.

Supervisor Qintian lowered his voice: "Are you serious? Does His Majesty know about this?"

"Of course, otherwise why would His Majesty marry the princess off so hastily? He didn't even want to find an auspicious time?"

It was such a big deal, no wonder Concubine Duan was ambiguous when she spoke!

Supervisor Qintian looked very ugly.

If he had known earlier, he would definitely not have accepted Concubine Duan's favor and come to this study!

He suppressed his anger and bowed to Fu Ping: "Thank you for your advice, Eunuch Fu Ping. The emperor is there..."

Fu Ping personally helped him up: "Master Jianzheng, there is no need to be polite. The emperor is there. "