Furthermore, King Wei is currently in the palace requesting an imperial decree, so why doesn't she marry the person she wants to marry?
She strode in, glanced at Prime Minister Song who was frowning and standing up to reprimand her for her lack of manners, and chuckled softly.
Prime Minister Song made her laugh until her heart was burning with joy.
Song Cheng should feel that he has done nothing wrong in this marriage, so why does Song Lan still glare at him as if he were an enemy?
He felt a surge of anger, but then smiled at the old lady of the Linxi Marquis, who showed a hint of satisfaction on her face, and said, "My daughter is unruly. She lost her mother at a young age and has no one to teach her." He paused, still somewhat unwilling, and continued, "On the other hand, my daughter Wan'er is innocent, lovely, filial, and virtuous. She was raised by her birth mother from a young age and is the most clever child." He was pleasantly surprised to see Zhang Yourong's lifeless eyes light up when she heard about Song Wan'er.
"Forget about that." Is it really such an honor to be raised by a concubine since childhood? The old lady of the Marquis of Linxi's face stiffened.
If it weren't for the Prime Minister, and someone dared to introduce her to a concubine's daughter, the Old Madam would have spat all over his face!
She couldn't help but look at Song Lan in front of her.
She was born with a dignified and upright bearing, and her nobility was evident from birth. Now that she had been granted the title of Lady of the Township, her aura was even more extraordinary. From afar, it seemed that she would be the perfect wife for her youngest son, or even for her eldest son, the Marquis of Linxi.
Although she was the eldest daughter of a widow, one of the five types of women who should not be married, her innate dignified bearing made up for all her shortcomings.
She was pleased, and seeing that Song Lan's clothes were dignified and her jewelry was carefully chosen, she was even more satisfied, and her gaze toward Song Lan became more affectionate.
However, Shen Wangshu had no particular feelings for the old lady.
She seemed to like Song Lan, but when Zhang Yourong treated Song Lan so badly, her son's happiness was more important to her.
She knew everything about Zhang Yourong and Song Wan'er, yet she still proposed to another girl, ultimately watching her die in the Marquis's mansion. She shed a few cheap tears and then went on with her life. This seemingly kind and gentle old lady was actually much colder-hearted. Shen Wangshu was not fooled by her small act of kindness. He simply lowered his eyes, walked up to Zhang Yourong, and looked down at him.
This man is the one who caused Song Lan's tragedy.
Her aura was growing stronger every day, almost suffocating Zhang Yourong, who couldn't help but look up at this girl who was completely different from Song Wan'er.
Song Wan'er was gentle, obedient, considerate, and sensible, but the girl in front of him was cold and noble, and her aura made him feel ashamed of himself.
It also made him suddenly realize that if he married such a woman, he would likely have a very respectable life in the capital.
He was, after all, from a noble family, and even though he loved Song Wan'er dearly, he understood the importance of birth and demeanor.
"I heard you've come to propose marriage." Shen Wangshu looked at Zhang Yourong, who had involuntarily smiled at him, and a hint of murderous intent finally arose in his heart.
No matter when, she always despised men who thought only their own love was the greatest, and who made others sacrifice and suffer.
If you have a sense of responsibility, what's wrong with insisting on marrying only the person you love? Why destroy another woman's lifelong happiness?
"Yes." Her gaze was so sharp, as if she could see through everything. Zhang Yourong lowered her head and silently clenched her hands.
He had seen Song Lan from afar a few times before, but she didn't have the imposing presence and radiant spirit she possessed now. He had thought he was going to marry a wife he wouldn't like, but now, standing in front of Song Lan, he felt a sense of security.
He married her, and it wasn't as unwilling as he had imagined.
The thought only flashed through his mind for a moment, making him feel ashamed that he had harbored feelings for Song Wan'er, so he quickly suppressed it.
"Are you here to propose marriage to Song Wan'er?" Shen Wangshu had no intention of giving him face and asked with a sneer.
Her question was so abrupt that it immediately caused Zhang Yourong's expression to change.
He looked up in a panic, moved his lips, and tried to explain, "No."
Who is that?
“I have come to ask for your hand in marriage, Lord Xiang.” Zhang Yourong paused, suddenly feeling a sense of fear, but he didn’t understand what he was afraid of. He forced a smile of sincerity and admiration as he spoke, “Lord Xiang probably doesn’t know, but I have seen you a few times from afar before. I… I have feelings for you, which is why I have come to ask for your hand in marriage.” As he spoke more fluently, his gentle eyes fell on the girl who was looking down at him, her expression unreadable. He said softly, “Please do not doubt my sincerity, Lord Xiang.”
Looking at his gentle and tender appearance, Shen Wangshu would probably have felt moved and joyful if she hadn't already known.
No wonder Song Lan happily married him.
"I will not marry you," Shen Wangshu said slowly, her expression cold.
"Why?!"
“I don’t have you in my heart, and…” Shen Wangshu looked at him with a cold smile and said, “Isn’t Song Wan’er in your heart? Your sincerity is truly black.”
"You'll marry me as a decoration, then take Song Wan'er as a concubine and live happily ever after, isn't that right?"
Zhang Yourong was stunned when she heard her outburst.
Even without saying a word, who wouldn't understand that Shen Wangshu had hit the nail on the head?
"You bitch!" Shen Wangshu sneered and slapped him across the face!
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