Chapter 647 Yi'er is starting to get anxious
Du Wanchun was also somewhat surprised when she first heard this, and specifically asked Zhou Ruiyuan, "Is the marriage between the You family and the Cheng family really settled?"
Zhou Ruiyuan nodded. "What, you're not satisfied with this marriage?"
Du Wanchun smiled slowly and said, "It's not that I'm dissatisfied, it's that someone else is dissatisfied."
"Who?" Zhou Ruiyuan asked curiously.
Du Wanchun whispered a few words in his ear.
Zhou Ruiyuan raised an eyebrow and smiled, "That kid deserved it."
Du Wanchun looked towards the doorway and said, "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear us."
Zhou Ruiyuan hugged her. "Okay, I'll keep my voice down."
The two of them had been in the capital for several years, and during those years, Zhou Ruiyuan's affection for Du Wanchun remained unchanged.
One year, Du Wanchun held a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace in the name of the Empress, inviting all the ladies and young women in the capital.
One of them was the wife of a former high-ranking official. She was of noble birth and looked down on Du Wanchun, who came from a rural background. She made things difficult for her several times during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.
Having lived a secluded life in her mansion for so long, she had plenty of ways to subtly make things difficult for Empress Du Wanchun.
Du Wanchun didn't take it to heart at first, but Zhou Ruiyuan found out about it.
In just half a month, Zhou Ruiyuan demoted the lady and her entire family, sending them to serve as magistrates in the northernmost county.
From then on, no one dared to disrespect the Empress, not even the occasional veiled criticisms.
Du Wanchun gradually learned the ways of the inner palace, and knew that she would never hesitate to be ruthless when necessary.
For the past two years, there have been suggestions to select concubines for the emperor.
Zhou Ruiyuan refused them all, and no one dared to bring it up again afterward.
Although they lived in the palace, they lived the life of an ordinary married couple.
After Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan finished their private conversation, the child they were talking about did indeed become anxious.
Inside the East Palace, when Yi'er heard Xiaomianmian say that Cheng Wan'er was going to marry Lord You, she lost her grip on the cup and it fell to the ground.
The cup fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Mianmian looked down and asked Yi'er, "Big brother, what's wrong?"
With a stern face, Yi'er asked Mianmian seriously, "You said Cheng Wan'er is going to marry Lord You, when?"
"It will be about three months from now, but the betrothal will take place tomorrow."
The betrothal and engagement were now a done deal.
A hint of panic flashed in Yi'er's eyes, and she said coldly and disdainfully, "How can Lord You, a mere fourth-rank official, be worthy of the Prime Minister's residence?"
Mianmian said earnestly, "But Lord You is handsome and talented, which is perfect for Sister Wan'er."
Yi'er's face darkened further.
Mianmian seized the opportunity to continue, "Your Excellency, I do not ask that my daughter marry into wealth and status, but only that my daughter find a good man. This Lord You happens to be a good man."
A fire suddenly welled up in Yi'er's heart, and she couldn't help but ask, "What good man? Does Miss Cheng have feelings for him?"
Mianmian slowly said, "I don't know that, but I remember that Sister Wan'er made a wish at Ling'an Temple in the past."
"What wish?" Yi'er asked quickly.
Mianmian thought for a moment and said, "I want to ask for a good marriage, and I write down what I want on the red ribbon for making a wish. Maybe the man's name is on it."
Yi'er listened silently to this.
Mianmian never explicitly said it, but she had already made all the necessary points.
Yi'er is someone who likes to keep her thoughts to herself. Rather than telling her directly, it's better to let her find out for herself and figure it out on her own.
After Mianmian left, Yi'er immediately left the palace and headed to Ling'an Temple.
There is a century-old apricot tree in Ling'an Temple, which is covered with red silk.
Yi'er searched alone under the tree all night, and as the first rays of dawn appeared in the sky, he found the red ribbon with the wish written by Cheng Wan'er.
The inscription read: "This faithful woman wishes His Highness the Crown Prince a life of smooth sailing, constant joy, and peace."
With just a simple sentence, without asking for marriage or writing down the name of the man she admired, she revealed who her beloved was.
Holding the red silk, Yi'er felt something inside her suddenly open up as the orange-red sunset shone in.
He suddenly realized that day must not have been a dream.
She did take care of him by his bedside, asking if he wanted water and if he felt unwell.
Yi'er's hand holding the red silk trembled slightly.
A moment later, he slowly tucked the red silk into his bosom, turned around and went to the temple gate. Ignoring his exhaustion, he immediately rushed towards the Cheng residence.
Today is the day the You family comes to the Cheng family to present betrothal gifts.
The You family attached great importance to the marriage with the Cheng family, and a procession arrived at the Cheng family's door with gongs and drums, carrying betrothal gifts and auspicious geese.
They were about to enter the mansion.
Yi'er jumped off her horse and stepped forward to try to stop her.
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He had barely finished speaking when someone called out to him, "Your Highness, what brings you here?"
Yi'er paused, looked behind her, and saw Cheng Wan'er.
He looked surprised. "What are you doing here?"
Cheng Wan'er also looked up at the door, saying, "There's a happy occasion at home today, and I just happened to be out running errands."
Yi'er was even more confused, "Isn't today your engagement day? Why do I need you to handle these matters?"
Cheng Wan'er was even more confused.
Just as she was about to explain, she was suddenly embraced by the Crown Prince in front of her.
"Don't marry him."
Cheng Wan'er stood frozen in shock, unable to believe what was happening.
Yi'er's voice rang in her ears again, "Don't marry into the You family."
Cheng Wan'er finally came to her senses. "Your Highness, please let me go."
Yi'er didn't want to let go. He didn't know much, but he absolutely couldn't let go now, otherwise the person would run away.
Cheng Wan'er's face was full of disbelief. She simply couldn't believe that His Highness the Crown Prince would be interested in her.
Yi'er sensed her panic and feared that she would frighten her, so she slowly let her go.
"I was being presumptuous, please don't take offense, Miss."
Cheng Wan'er slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yi'er added, "But the You family is truly not a suitable marriage partner."
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