The emperor flew into a rage and glared at the prince fiercely: "You, follow me to the side hall immediately!"

The next moment, he stormed out angrily.

Chu Weiyue returned to his seat somewhat depressed, picked up the watermelon and took a few bites.

She just couldn't understand it. She didn't say anything, so why did the emperor suddenly get angry?

The situation just now clearly told everyone that Wen Chenxuan was going to be in trouble.

What is going on?

The banquet continued, but the atmosphere was extremely strange and no one was drinking and having fun anymore.

Chu Weiyue felt extremely depressed, so she went outside to get some fresh air. She happened to see two palace maids hiding stealthily in a corner.

Frowning in curiosity, she went around to the back to peek.

"Add more, and remember to let the Ninth Prince drink it later..."

The two of them quickly finished their work and returned to the banquet as quickly as possible, placing the pot of wine on Wen Jingchi's table.

Seeing the two of them leave, Chu Weiyue pretended to pass by, and while no one was paying attention, he quietly poured out the pot of wine, and then pretended nothing had happened and returned to his seat.

Seeing her father with a livid face and Song with red eyes, the girl looked puzzled as she saw that Chu Ranxin didn't know where he had gone.

Seeing this, Chu Lingfeng grabbed Chu Weiyue's hand and asked her to sit beside him obediently.

Chu Weiyue glanced at the stage and found that the emperor had returned. His old face was shrouded in darkness. Wen Chenxuan was sitting next to him, with his head down, not saying a word, and drinking alone.

Chu Weiyue was secretly delighted in her heart. Looking at his frustrated look, he must have just been taught a lesson.

As expected, living with the emperor is like living with a tiger. For no reason, the emperor got angry and taught his son a lesson! But Wen Chenxuan did need to be taught a lesson!

Chu Lingfeng sighed softly and poked Chu Weiyue's arm: "Little sister, you were too reckless just now. Fortunately, the emperor is a wise ruler and didn't argue with you..."

If this matter gets out, it will be a great shame and humiliation!

Chu Weiyue thought that Chu Lingfeng was talking about her public cancellation of the engagement, so she picked up a piece of watermelon and chewed it slowly. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was indeed a bit disrespectful to the emperor. After all, he was the king of a country, and his face was more important than Mount Tai!

He frowned slightly, and immediately had an idea. He moved closer to Chu Lingfeng and whispered.

Chu Lingfeng's eyebrows raised a burst of surprise: "This is a good idea, I think it will work!"

Chu Weiyue raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of shrewdness and calculation. Since the old emperor likes others to obey him, she will save his face.

Although he didn't show any dissatisfaction now, anyone who was not stupid would know that he must be angry, or extremely angry.

Thinking of this, she immediately took the initiative to walk out, stood in front of the emperor, and bowed respectfully.

Realizing that she had something to say, the emperor stopped the singing and dancing, and the dancers tactfully stood by and waited.

Chu Weiyue pretended to sigh in pain, "Your Majesty, it is my great honor that you can grant me marriage, and it is also a good thing for my ancestors. It is precisely because your grace is too great that I have to be cautious. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

She knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to the emperor.

The emperor was stunned for a moment, confused by her words: "Chu Weiyue, what do you mean?"

Chu Weiyue fixed her gaze on Chu Lingfeng, making her expression look a little sad, and deliberately paused for a moment before explaining.

"Your Majesty, I know that if my brother had not made great military achievements, you would never have allowed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to marry me. My brother fought on the battlefield and sacrificed his life for the country. This was the supreme honor he had earned with his own hard work. I have been living a leisurely life at home and have never done anything. How can I have the nerve to share my brother's credit?"

These words made the emperor's expression improve instantly. This explanation was much better than directly rejecting him and slapping him in the face.

Before he could say anything, Chu Weiyue continued to kowtow to him.

"Your Majesty, your grace is so great that you can't take back what you said about rewarding my brother. So I just discussed with my brother and planned to use this credit for my late mother. She gave birth to my brother and me, but she passed away before we had the chance to show our filial piety. So my brother and I dare to beg Your Majesty to posthumously confer a posthumous title on my poor mother who has no blessing to enjoy the filial piety of her descendants, and to rebuild her tomb!"

"Only in this way can we repay our mother's hard work for us. This is also the reason why I didn't want to get married. I believe that Your Majesty governs the world with benevolence and filial piety, and you will definitely understand the sorrow of us children!"

At the end of the day, Chu Weiyue felt a little sad.

The original owner's mother was indeed miserable. She gave birth to a pair of sons with great difficulty, but in the end she died before she could enjoy the happiness of having children and grandchildren. It was also an opportunity for another woman to take possession of her.

Her life was really sloppy and regrettable.

The emperor is not a fool. How could he not know that what Chu Weiyue said was only 50% true? In the final analysis, he still did not want to marry Wen Chenxuan.

But when this reason was given, it immediately saved his reputation and dignity. If he did not agree, it would be a lowering of his status.

The emperor did not want to pursue the matter too much, and immediately nodded with emotion.

"So that's how it is. You two brothers and sisters really have good intentions and your filial piety has moved the heavens! Your mother will definitely be very pleased if she is still alive. I grant your permission!"

There was a hint of smile in his eyes, as well as a hint of mystery that was hard to guess. He fixed his gaze on the eunuch next to him.

"Pass on my decree, conferring the title of First-Rank Lady Zunhua on the mother of Chu Lingfeng and Chu Weiyue, the original wife of the Marquis, and repairing the mausoleum and other items according to the rules for a First-Rank Minister."

Chu Weiyue was overjoyed and knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times: "Thank you, Your Majesty, you are such a good and sensible emperor..."

After a round of praise, the emperor's expression finally improved a little.

He rewarded Chu Weiyue with a box of North Sea pearls, then yawned tiredly, rubbed his temple, and stood up.

"My dear ministers, I am a little tired today. Just continue to have fun. I still have many memorials to review."

The eunuch hurried over to support him, and everyone present knelt on the ground to see him off.

After the emperor left, those concubines who tried to take the opportunity to show off also left in a swarm.

The reason why the ministers in the court were willing to attend this celebration banquet was purely because of the emperor's majesty. Now that the protagonists had left, they all congratulated Chu Lingfeng and then made excuses to leave, and the banquet was officially declared over.

Seeing that there was no one around, the Marquis could no longer hide the anger on his face and glared at Song fiercely.

"Look at your good daughter, you really embarrassed me today!"