Chapter 42
Liu Mei was fooled by Song Yanting and even went to the kitchen to prepare snacks herself, but it was all in vain and she was scolded for nothing. When she came back, he had already left with You Yang.
She came to You Miaoyan's yard exhausted.
You Miaoyan was humiliated and smashed everything to pieces when she returned to her room.
Liu Mei carefully avoided the debris on the ground and came to You Miaoyan.
"Mother, did you see that little bitch's face? How dare she talk back to me, her eldest sister!"
You Miaoyan held Liu Mei's hand, furious.
"You've just become a royal wife, and yet you dare to humiliate my daughter like this? If you continue like this, there will be chaos in the future!"
"Mother! You have to make the decision for your daughter."
"Alright, alright!" Liu Mei pressed her fingertips against You Miaoyan's forehead. "Look at how useless you are. How can you be a noble lady from the capital?"
She spoke earnestly, "Mother has done so much for you to maintain your reputation. If you strive to be better, there will be many people who can surpass you."
"Although your marriage with the Fifth Prince has not yet been finalized, please do not panic or lose your composure. Your father and your aunt will do everything they can to facilitate this."
"Even the Imperial Concubine is very pleased with you right now, and the marriage is just around the corner."
"No matter how powerful that little bitch is, she can only show off her abilities and enjoy herself for a short while. How can the fight for the throne be played by that idle prince who doesn't participate in politics?"
"Throughout history, whenever a prince of leisure exists, he is a thorn in the side of the government and will not live long."
"Nowadays, the official family has few descendants, and the candidate for the throne can only be born between Prince Lin and the Fifth Prince."
"A little impatience can ruin a great plan. You will be the queen in the future."
You Miaoyan gradually calmed down, "I understand, mother."
Liu Mei nodded with satisfaction, then took the red invitation with gold sprinkled on it from Aunt Li and placed it on the table.
"The eldest princess' birthday is coming up in a few days, and several princes and princesses will be there. It's a good opportunity for you to go and cultivate your relationship with the fifth prince. This is also what Noble Concubine Rou wanted."
This was also a reassurance given by Concubine Rou to You Miaoyan.
Song Yanting and Youyang came to the Taifu Mansion in a carriage. When the servant outside the door saw Youyang, he immediately welcomed her in warmly.
Wen Pinggui and Wen Qing received the visiting card sent from Prince Xuan's Mansion and waited there early.
As soon as Song Yanting entered the front hall, Wen Pinggui chased him and beat him several times with a ruler. The latter stopped only when he was exhausted and out of breath. Soon after, the news spread in the streets that this was the first time an elder was beaten out of the mansion. The news spread quickly, as if someone had done it deliberately.
What shocked You Yang even more was that Song Yanting actually called Wen Pinggui "Teacher".
Afterwards, Song Yanting was called to the study by Wen Pinggui, and Youyang was taken away by Wen Qing.
In the study, Wen Pinggui questioned Song Yanting: "How long are you going to lie dormant?"
"Once the Fifth Prince enters the court, the Emperor will devote all his efforts to training him. Given the Emperor's affection for him, he will probably be directly appointed Crown Prince. The First Prince has been in the court for many years and has many ministers who support him."
"You have neither the support of the ministers nor the favor of the emperor. How can you fight for it, and how can you protect my only niece?"
Song Yanting changed his usual attitude and said seriously, "Only when you have absolute power can you protect the people you want to protect."
He clenched his hands at his sides into fists, his knuckles crackling as his fingers seemed to sink into his palms. "I don't need that ridiculous, false favoritism. The quality of my subordinates is more important than their quantity. Sensei, rest assured, that position will definitely go to a student."
In order to make the truth of his mother's death known to the world, to clear the name of the Xuan family, and to let everyone in the world see the true face of that hypocritical person, he will settle all the accounts one by one.
Wen Qing took You Yang back to her boudoir in the Wen Mansion, where there were many jewelry, clothes, and a red veil with exquisite embroidery.
It is said that mortal brides would embroider their own red veils before getting married.
You Yang doesn't know how to do housework. All her clothes were transformed by her master using magic, and she also used magic to repair them when they were torn.
I thought Song Yanting would send someone to sew the veil for me, but I didn't expect that Wen Qing would embroider the red veil for her, and it was so beautiful.
She held the veil in her hands. The exquisite veil was carefully embroidered with glittering gold thread. She was reluctant to put it down and even wanted to try it on right now. Youyang suddenly felt looking forward to getting married.
"So beautiful, mother. Thank you, mother."
Wen Qing was very happy to see that she liked it. "That's good. The pattern on this veil was sent by Yan Ting. I heard that he painted it himself, so I changed the original style."
"Mother thought he painted it for you, and it must have been done with sincerity."
You Yang's heart was filled with waves, and an indescribable emotion was running through her chest.
"I didn't expect he had this skill." She liked this trick very much.
Wen Qing's hand caressed You Yang's cheek. She sighed, "You just returned to your mother, and you're getting married again so soon."
"The marriage was arranged by imperial decree, and mother was powerless to stop it. If he bullies you in the future, don't hold it in your heart. It's unbearable. Mother and your grandfather will help you get a divorce even if they risk their lives."
You Yang nodded obediently, "I understand, mother. I won't let myself suffer."
"By the way, mother, why does His Highness call Grandpa Teacher?"
"Also, why does your attitude towards him seem different from others?"
You Yang had just realized that people outside said that Song Yanting was the most difficult to discipline because of his unruly nature. Everyone was afraid of such a devil but also looked down upon him.
Wen Pinggui and Wen Qing were completely different. There was no sign in their words that they took him lightly.
A trace of sadness flashed across Wen Qing's eyes, and she choked up for a moment, "This is related to Yan Ting's biological mother, Empress Xuanfei."
"She was my close friend who I grew up with. She was also a person with a miserable life. In order to consolidate her position in the court and gain the merit of following the emperor, her family chose to seize the prince that the late emperor disliked the most, who is now the emperor."
"She was arranged by her family to marry Guan, who was then a prince. The two sides also made an agreement that the Xuan family would help him become the crown prince and ascend the throne, and he would repay the Xuan family for their merits and ensure a smooth career."
"But in the end, he chose the Wei family when the relationship between the two families was at its most serious."
"I don't know what conditions the Wei family offered, but after that, the concubine Wei Yue was crowned as the queen, now known as the Wei Queen, while the first wife Xuan Hualing was demoted to a concubine."
"Because of this, Hua Ling, who was about to give birth, became depressed and gave birth to Yan Ting prematurely, which damaged her health. She passed away late one night when Yan Ting was four years old, leaving behind a young child in the cruel palace."
"Your grandfather also felt sorry for the poor child and took good care of him when he was teaching the princes. It was then that the two of them formed a teacher-student relationship."
"So that's how it is." You Yang thought thoughtfully.
It seems that no one knows what happened that night except Song Yanting and the murderer who were present and witnessed everything.
"Take a closer look at these. Mother prepared them especially for you because she thought you had no experience in this matter." Wen Qing took out two thick picture albums from some drawer.
"Prepare early for your wedding night so you won't get hurt."
You Yang didn't pay attention to the following sentence for a moment, and took the album and opened it.
By the time she realized what she had seen, it was too late.
With a bang, her face flushed and she closed the album without hesitation.
She was like a ripe tomato, staring blankly ahead.
Holy shit, what is this drawing?! Her eyes were stained. This was even more exciting than the wild battle she saw at the foot of Hehuan Sect Mountain. What kind of moves were these? Wouldn’t bending your waist like this really break?
Wen Qing pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, "Don't be shy, it's very common for you and Yan Ting to have sex after they get married."
You Yang pushed the book back resolutely, "No... no need..."
She could do this on others, but she couldn't experience it herself, and it was even more impossible for her to do such a thing with Song Yanting. They were not a real couple, so it was absolutely impossible.
As You Yang thought about this, she imagined the same scene as in the picture album. The only difference was that the hero and heroine in her mind were Song Yanting and herself.
Wen Qing asked her softly, "Really don't want it?"
You Yang shook her head in an attempt to get rid of the waste in her mind.
"don't want."
Wen Qing's eyebrows drooped, "Ah... This is all I can do as a mother. If you don't want it, then don't..."
......
You Yang: “…”
"I didn't realize you were so studious. Why did you bring so many books back with you?" Song Yan felt strange when he saw her expression, and curiously wanted to take the books from her arms.
The scene suddenly changed and You Yang returned to the front hall with the book in her arms, feeling frustrated.
Her ears flushed red as she avoided Wen Qing's teasing gaze. Thinking of the scene she had just imagined, she felt guilty and didn't dare to look Song Yan in the eye.
He raised his hand and slapped Song Yanting's hand away, "Don't... don't move."
From the feeling of familiarity she felt when they first met, she seemed unable to refuse Wen Qing.
Song Yan became even more curious when he saw this look on her face for the first time.
He looked at Wen Qing strangely, "What on earth is this mysterious thing?"
Wen Qing explained mysteriously to Song Yanting, "This atlas requires the couple to study together to understand it."
From the time he sent her back to the gate of Youfu, Song Yanting had tried many times to find an opportunity to see what kind of picture album it was that could make her treasure it so much and that only the couple could discuss it together.
However, Youyang was on high alert along the way, so he had to give up.
"Song Qingwan's birthday is in a few days, and she repeatedly asked me to give you the invitation." Song Yan obeyed and took out the invitation from his arms and handed it to her.
"Do you want me to pick you up?"
When Youyang met his eyes, the image in her mind popped up again.
She was overwhelmed by guilt, holding the album without daring to turn her head. She was so nervous that she walked with her hands and feet trembling. "No... no need, my family will arrange a carriage..."
Since she refused Song Yanting, she had to give up. There was still a long way to go, and he would eventually make her let down her guard, tell him everything, and trust him wholeheartedly.
Hearing Song Yan's carriage driving away, You Yang hurried back to her room.
She stuffed the album into Qingyun's arms.
"Hide! Hide! Don't let anyone see!"
Qingyun was also curious about what kind of book could make the young lady hold it all the way and not want to let go.
Open.
Cover.
Qingyun is red...
For a moment, the album seemed to be hot. She couldn't hold it and wanted to throw it away but stopped herself. Finally, she stuffed it sloppily into the box closest to her.
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