After moving out of the palace, Song Qianning still felt a little depressed.
She could sense that the old princess didn't like her, and likewise, she didn't like the old princess either.
The next time we meet, we will most likely quarrel again.
With this idea in mind, after hesitating for several days, Song Qianning finally went to find Qin Ye.
At that time, Qin Ye was busy in the study. Song Qianning poked her head out from the crack of the door and asked, "Qin Ye?"
"Aning." Qin Ye noticed her the moment she appeared.
He put down what he was holding and walked towards her: "Why are you here?"
Song Qianning glanced at Qin Ye, then lowered her head, looked again, then lowered it again, repeating this process over and over again.
Several times in a row, Qin Ye felt that she had something to say, but he did not interrupt and waited patiently for her to speak.
After a while, Song Qianning finally made up her mind and looked at Qin Ye intently: "Qin Ye, let's talk."
"you say."
"We are not suitable for marriage." Finally saying the words that had been lingering in her heart for a long time, Song Qianning simply said in one breath: "I don't like you, and you don't like me either. There is no need for you to marry me."
As she spoke, the smile on Qin Ye's face disappeared, and his expression darkened for no reason: "A Ning, you don't want to marry me?"
"Yes." Song Qianning nodded and racked her brains to persuade him: "After all, you are the regent, a close minister of the emperor, and have a close relationship with the emperor. If you go to talk to the emperor in person, he will definitely agree to annul the imperial decree granting the marriage."
After staring at her for a few seconds until she felt uncomfortable, Qin Ye finally spoke: "A Ning, don't worry."
"Don't worry about Mother. I will send guards to strictly guard this place and will not let anyone with bad intentions approach you or hurt you, including Mother."
"You can marry me without worry."
He said the last sentence very seriously.
Meeting Qin Ye's eyes, Song Qianning was momentarily distracted, then quickly shook her head, as if she was saying to him, or to herself: "I don't like you, and you don't like me either. Even if we're not together, Da Wang and Xiao Ya are still your children. They'll call you daddy and be close to you."
She insisted, "I don't want to marry you."
Not missing the determination in her eyes, the last trace of the curve at the corner of Qin Ye's mouth dropped, and the temperature around him dropped sharply.
"A Ning, do you think I married you for the sake of having a child?"
Upon hearing this, Song Qianning didn't say anything, but her expression clearly showed that.
Qin Ye was so angry at her appearance that he laughed. He gritted his teeth and wanted to ask the woman in front of him if she had any heart at all.
Noticing the evasive look on her face and remembering Song Qianning's usual carefree appearance, Qin Ye took a deep breath.
Taking a step forward, he grabbed Song Qianning's wrist, not giving her a chance to dodge, and said in a deep voice: "Then I'll tell you now, I'm not marrying you because of the child, but because I like you."
The man's tone was more serious than ever before, causing Song Qianning to evade his gaze even more. She wanted to shake his hand away, muttering, "How could you like me? Don't think I don't know. You're doing this for Dawang Xiaoya..."
"Why wouldn't I like you?" Qin Ye asked back.
Now that he had said it, Qin Ye planned to make it clear all at once, so that Song Qianning wouldn't suddenly ask for a divorce when they got married in the future.
"A Ning, I already started to like you before I came to the capital."
While she was stunned, Qin Ye pinched her chin and forced her to look at him, but his movements were extremely gentle: "I like you, and you like me too."
"Impossible." Song Qianning opened her mouth to refute, but Qin Ye covered her mouth with his hand.
Looking straight into her eyes, Qin Ye said word by word: "A Ning, why did you choose to return to Beijing with me?"
Seeing Song Qianning open her mouth, Qin Ye knew what she wanted to say. He chuckled and continued, "You are returning to Beijing with me not only because of Dawang and Xiaoya, but also because of yourself."
"You like me."
With Song Qianning's temper, if she didn't like herself, she could have refused to return to Beijing and stayed with the child, but she didn't.
Qin Ye was not really angry because he knew that she had him in her heart, but she just didn't realize it.
"A Ning, since you like me and I like you, why don't we give both of us a chance."
The seriousness in his deep eyes could not be ignored. Song Qianning, who had prepared a lot to say, was speechless in his eyes and could not help but fall into self-doubt.
All along, Song Qianning thought that she married Qin Ye in order to complete the task assigned to her by the barefoot immortal, which was to keep an eye on him and prevent him from becoming a villain in the future.
But if that was the case, she could simply not marry Qin Ye and look at him in a different way.
Taking advantage of her self-doubt, Qin Ye grabbed her wrist again and placed it on his chest.
Song Qianning, who could clearly feel the beating of Qin Ye's chest and had no idea what shyness was, blushed for the first time.
I tried to pull my hand away, but it didn't work. Then I heard his next words: "A Ning, give you and me a chance."
The sound exploded in Song Qianning's mind, and her struggles gradually subsided.
If she really didn't like Qin Ye, she would have found a way to escape the marriage long ago and would not have been waiting here so obediently.
She...likes Qin Ye.
Realizing this fact, Song Qianning stopped blushing and looked up at Qin Ye: "You are right, I like you."
On the contrary, Qin Ye was a little amused and helpless when he saw her decisive look.
Ever since she faced her inner self and discovered her feelings for Qin Ye, Song Qianning stopped struggling with it and never mentioned breaking off the engagement again.
The wedding had to be held in the Regent's Palace, and since the old princess stopped making trouble, Song Qianning finally returned to the palace with Qin Ye and her child.
A month passed in a flash, and the wedding day officially arrived.
Since Qin Ye was the regent, almost everyone in the capital came to the wedding on the day.
The entire palace was bustling with activity, and the servants were all in high spirits.
As a close minister of the emperor, apart from the ministers in the court, even the emperor himself visited the Regent's Palace.
The emperor's personal visit is a rare opportunity, and the guests' envy of Qin Ye is almost becoming a reality.
Perhaps the only one who can get the emperor to come out and bless him personally is the Regent.
This matter concerns the reputation of the Regent's Mansion and her own son. In addition, the emperor is here in person. Even though she doesn't like Song Qianning, the old princess puts on a smile.
"Today I am here to congratulate the Regent and his wife. You do not need to be polite to me."
Having said that, none of the guests present were bold enough to treat the emperor as an ordinary guest.
After sitting down, the emperor had a smile on his face. After the two of them finished their greetings, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"Qin Ye, in the future..."
Just after saying a few words, the emperor paused, fell straight down, and the wine glass in his hand rolled to the ground.
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