Having not seen Chu Weiyue for many years, Chu Lingfeng had endless things to say. He held her hand and talked non-stop.

Although this was their first real meeting, Chu Weiyue did not feel that he was a stranger. Instead, she felt very close to him.

So the brother and sister drank and talked happily.

The Emperor and others were watching the singing and dancing. The Marquis and other ministers were sitting in the front row, apparently discussing something important.

There were only their family members at their table.

Chu Ranxin couldn't communicate with the Song family and could only roll his eyes at them. However, he was afraid of Chu Lingfeng and didn't dare to go too far.

After telling about his thrilling experience in the war, Chu Lingfeng smiled and handed a hairpin to Chu Weiyue.

"This is the spoils my brother collected during the war. I'll give it to you, my little sister. The emperor said he would reward my brother well, and when the time comes, you'll be able to choose the good things first."

"Really? Thank you, bro. You're the best!"

Chu Weiyue grinned and held Chu Lingfeng's arm tightly.

Looking at the white jade hairpin inserted in Chu Weiyue's hair bun, Chu Ranxin was so envious that he wanted to smash Chu Weiyue to death with a wine glass on the spot.

How can this bitch be worthy of such a beautiful hairpin?

Song was an old fox. She immediately raised the wine glass with a smile on her face and handed it to Chu Lingfeng.

"You won the battle this time. Auntie wants to congratulate you. You are the pride of our family!"

Then he glanced at Chu Ranxin and said, "Girl, why don't you toast your brother quickly? Learn more from your brother in the future and stop being so unruly all day long."

Chu Ranxin smiled sweetly and picked up the cup obediently: "Brother, you must teach me more in the future. You are so brave on the battlefield. I admire you so much..."

The mother and daughter sang the same tune, wishing they could worship Chu Lingfeng as a Bodhisattva.

Song did not forget to step on Chu Weiyue a few times, and said with a smile on her face: "Weiyue, don't hang around the prince and the handsome young man all day long, learn from your brother. Don't be violent at home, either bullying the little girl or beating up the accountant..."

These words almost made Chu Weiyue spit out the water he had just drunk.

When it comes to the art of language, the Song family can be called the best, no one else can be worthy of being the best!

Put down your wine glass and applaud her in your heart!

[This woman is such a good liar and she is so funny! She has bullied and oppressed me in the past few years, and she wanted to press me to the ground and rub me again and again. She can even turn black into white and say that I am not good enough? If it weren’t for my strong luck, the grass on my grave would be several feet high! Do you still have any shame? Don’t you feel ashamed...]

Chu Weiyue complained in her heart, the more she looked at Song, the more disgusted she felt.

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the three people changed at the same time!

Chu Lingfeng slammed the table hard and refused the wine that Song offered him.

"Madam Song, I just had a few drinks and now I feel a little uncomfortable, so I won't drink any more."

His voice was low, revealing suppressed anger, completely different from his gentle appearance just now.

Chu Weiyue's eyes widened in shock.

What's wrong with her brother? Looking at his attitude, could it be that he saw that Chu Weiyue was often bullied, so he wanted to stand up for himself?

Seeing the veins on his forehead showing due to anger, Chu Weiyue felt deeply hurt in the softest part of her heart.

Seeing that the commotion here attracted other people's attention, Chu Weiyue immediately grabbed Chu Lingfeng's clothes and pushed him back to his seat.

"Brother, if you don't feel comfortable drinking, then don't drink. After all, not everyone can let you drink."

She narrowed her eyes and deliberately gave Chu Ranxin a demonstrative smile.

Chu Lingfeng's complexion improved rapidly. He touched Chu Weiyue's head gently and felt that this sister was more and more gentle and generous, with the demeanor of a lady from a noble family.

On the contrary, Chu Ranxin had a flattering and treacherous face, which made people feel disgusted at first sight.

So no matter how the mother and daughter tried to please him, he remained unmoved and even treated them as enemies.

The emperor led his ministers and, after a round of drinking, asked the eunuchs to bring up several boxes of gold, silver and jewelry.

"My dear, in addition to what I promised you earlier, these gold, silver and jewels are an extra reward for you. In addition, I will give you a house and a gold medal for entering and leaving the palace."

Chu Lingfeng had already been given many rewards before, and now there were so many material rewards. Everyone present was envious!

After the imperial order came out, the Marquis personally took Chu Lingfeng, Chu Weiyue, Chu Ranxin and Song Shi to kneel on the ground and kowtow to express his gratitude.

When the emperor returned to his seat, he happened to see Wen Chenxuan coming back from outside, then he looked at Chu Weiyue, and then he looked at the Marquis with great pleasure.

"My dear, you have really given birth to a good son for the country! I have decided to take this opportunity to let my prince marry your eldest daughter Chu Weiyue in three days, so that we can become even closer relatives!"

Chu Weiyue coughed violently a few times due to the tea, and immediately knelt on the ground and begged: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely not allowed!"

"Your Highness is a rare talent. I am a humble woman with little talent and knowledge. Even if I admire you, I know that I am not worthy of you. So please take back your order. I must not defile Wen Chenxuan. He deserves a better companion..."

In the eyes of others, Chu Weiyue wanted to praise Wen Chenxuan to the sky.

But Wen Chenxuan, who had just experienced that scene, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Every word this woman said was meant to disgust and slander him.

Thinking of Chu Weiyue's obsessive pursuit of Wen Jingchi and the rumors circulating outside, Wen Chenxuan's knuckles holding the wine glass turned slightly white.

The resentful gaze was directed at Wen Jingchi without any concealment, but it only lasted for a moment before it was retracted. He frowned and said nothing.

The emperor was amused by Chu Weiyue and laughed out loud: "You are quite interesting to talk to. Since you can say this, I can guarantee that you are the most suitable for Shen Xuan. This is a beautiful thing that many women dream of. Don't refuse it, girl."

"Your Majesty, I really cannot marry Wen Chenxuan. Please take back your decision!"

Chu Weiyue knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

If he felt unworthy just now, then this time he was deliberately refusing.

The emperor's face darkened slightly.

The Marquis angrily shouted, "Come here, little girl! How can you be so rude in front of the Emperor?"

Then he knelt beside Chu Weiyue and said, "Your Majesty, my daughter is young and ignorant. I will teach her a lesson when I return. I will do as Your Majesty says. I thank you for your grace!"

He grabbed Chu Weiyue and tried to pull her back to her seat, but Chu Weiyue refused to get up.

No matter what, the prince is still the emperor's son. One's own children are always the most beautiful, and he is no exception.

The weathered face immediately drooped: "Let her go, I want to hear why she is so reluctant!"

Obviously his son was the chosen one, so he really couldn't understand where this woman got the confidence to look down on him!

As soon as Chu Weiyue opened her mouth, a series of images appeared in her mind and she complained in her heart with dissatisfaction.

[Wen Chenxuan and Chu Ranxin have been in the same bed together for a long time, and have interacted intimately countless times. I don’t want a second-hand product that someone else has picked up…]