At the beginning, Chen tried to stop the argument between Song Jiao and her husband. She wanted to cover Song Jiao's mouth for a while, and then she wanted to block her husband's mouth for a while.
However, when she saw that the two of them didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, she chose to give up.
She thought helplessly in her heart, let them say whatever they want, she can no longer control them, can no longer interrupt, and can no longer solve this problem.
Forget it, let them do whatever they want!
Anyway, I can only follow them now, so there is no point in stopping them.
Nangong Fang, his only dream over the years was immortality, and he didn't care about the affairs of the court at all.
Even if he had time, he would just spend it in the harem.
Although some people in the court have rebellious thoughts, their thoughts are only in their imagination. After all, they do not have real power.
If they had a little bit of military power, they might have rebelled directly.
After determining her future path, Song Jiao became more positive.
Every day I think about how to reduce casualties.
When the results of Nangong Fang's handling came out, everything was as expected. The wedding date was moved up, and Shen Yao was arrested and imprisoned in the Sky Prison.
However, only Song Jiao knew that Shen Yao was not really arrested, but played a role similar to that of a national teacher in the palace.
This is because Shen Yao's ability to predict the future has been proven to be real, which makes her inestimable in the eyes of Nangong Fang.
Three days later, Nangong Ze personally visited the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion and brought a generous betrothal gift.
Box after box of treasures were solemnly carried into the mansion. The dazzling jewels shone with an alluring light in the sunlight, attracting the attention of everyone in the mansion.
The concubines of the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion were whispering to each other, their eyes revealing envy and jealousy that were difficult to conceal.
They knew that it would be impossible for them to have such a grand wedding when they got married in the future.
In Song Jiao's boudoir, Liu'er stood by the bed, but her eyes involuntarily drifted towards the door.
She asked softly, "Miss, are you really not going out to take a look? It's so lively outside."
Song Jiao just sneered, looking quite disdainful: "What's so good about it? We have all those betrothal gifts in our house."
After hearing this, Liu'er's curiosity immediately dissipated.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Chen's voice came from the doorway: "Fu'er, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he wants to see you no matter what. What are your plans?"
Chen actually didn't want to disturb her daughter, but Nangong Ze insisted on seeing Song Jiao, so she could only come to pass on a message.
Upon hearing this, Song Jiao immediately jumped out of bed and quickly dressed herself.
She also carefully applied a layer of powder on her face, making her look pale and bloodless without appearing too deliberate.
When she arrived at the front hall, she began to cough continuously, as if she was seriously ill.
Nangong Ze took a few steps back upon seeing this. He wanted to confirm whether this woman was truly ill or just pretending to be ill. After all, she had the audacity to not show up at such an occasion today.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is honored to see you... cough cough cough..." Song Jiao saluted lazily while continuing to cough, looking as if she didn't even have the strength to salute.
A trace of disgust flashed in Nangong Ze's eyes, but he still maintained his composure and said, "Why is Fu'er so seriously ill? You must take care of yourself, we are getting married soon." But he secretly planned in his heart that he would ask the imperial physician to prescribe two prescriptions as soon as he returned to avoid being infected.
Song Jiao took in Nangong Ze's eyes, and a hint of sarcasm flashed through her mind.
She responded softly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I'm afraid this illness won't be cured for a while."
"It's okay. After we return to the palace, I will ask Doctor Fu from the Imperial Hospital to check on you. You should have a good rest." Nangong Ze's voice was full of concern, but his eyes were a little vague, as if he was hiding something.
After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry, saying he had something important to do.
Song Jiao looked at Nangong Ze's back with a sneer on her lips.
She slowly stood up straight, and her sickly look disappeared, replaced by a calm and resolute temperament.
She looked towards the door with cold eyes, her voice low but firm: "Dad, has the letter been delivered to my brother?"
Shen Yue nodded in response, his eyes flashing with trust and relief, "The letter has arrived, your brother said he will find an appropriate time to deal with those people directly."
After hearing this, Song Jiao nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, in that case, I can now prepare for the wedding with peace of mind."
This marriage was part of her plan.
After Shen Yao learned that the engagement between Crown Prince Nangong Ze and Shen Yufu would be held as scheduled, a cold look flashed in his eyes.
She knew in her heart that she had to take action, otherwise once the two of them got married, her position in the palace would be in jeopardy.
So, Shen Yao put on a dignified and gentle appearance and went to the depths of the palace to ask to see the emperor's Nangong Fang.
"Your Majesty, your servant Shen Yao has something important to report." Shen Yao knelt outside the imperial study, her voice respectful and urgent.
Nangong Fang put down the memorial in his hand and frowned slightly: "Chen Yao? Come in, what's the important matter?"
Shen Yao slowly entered the imperial study, took a deep breath, and spoke solemnly, "Your Majesty, I have learned that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is about to marry Shen Yufu, but there is one thing I must inform Your Majesty of. Shen Yufu...she is not an ordinary woman. She has the ability to absorb dragon energy. If she sleeps with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it may harm His Royal Highness's body."
Nangong Fang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter: "Chen Yao, are you kidding me? Absorbing dragon energy? You actually believe such a ridiculous thing?"
Shen Yao remained unmoved. She said firmly, "Your Majesty, what I said is true. Shen Yufu is destined to be a bad person. If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can ask the people from the Imperial Observatory to take a look. They will know whether what I said is true or not. Your Majesty, for the safety of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the future of the royal family, please think twice!"
As Shen Yao spoke, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed heavily.
Nangong Fang looked at Shen Yao's determined eyes, and the smile in his heart gradually subsided.
He pondered for a moment, and finally spoke: "Shen Yao, I will send people to verify what you said. If it is true as you said, I will not forgive you easily."
After Shen Yao left, Nangong Fang frowned. He would never take the safety of the country lightly.
He immediately summoned officials from the Imperial Observatory, experts in astronomy and calendar who had always played a crucial role in the imperial court's decision-making.
The officials of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory were urgently summoned to the Imperial Study. Faced with the emperor's serious questioning, they made deductions based on astrology, divination and ancient texts.
After some careful research and discussion, the answer they gave was actually the same as what Shen Yao said.
As Nangong Fang listened to the reports from the officials of the Imperial Observatory, the doubts in his heart gradually dissipated, and were replaced by deep worry. It turned out that he had to make other plans for this matter.
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