You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 158 Decision
Old Master Song didn't know the dangers of entering the palace. His eldest granddaughter was educated, intelligent, and considerate since she was a child. If she was a man, she would have fought in the court long ago. How could she be in the current situation, where she can't even control her own marriage.

Although the emperor's order cannot be disobeyed, there is no other way. It is nothing more than sending him to Zhuangzi or a temple for a few years through the reason of illness.

The heir to the royal family will definitely not wait indefinitely, but Song Yulan also can't delay, it is now twenty-eight years old, and the girls of other families have already engaged in marriage at this age.

Originally, because Song Yulan was weak, she would stay for a few more years, but she didn't expect that this stay would actually harm her.

Aside from the status of the prince, Qi Jingyuan is an excellent candidate. He has a literary and military strategy, and all the adults who have taught several princes all praise Qi Jingyuan.

It's a pity that he is the emperor's son, the crown prince is mediocre and can't be reused, the third prince is backed by the Xiao family, everyone knows his wolf ambition, and the second prince is in the midst of it, and he is not inferior to his brothers. Is there really no other idea?
Regardless of whether the crown prince succeeds or the third prince succeeds, he can't tolerate the second prince who is stronger than them. As a princess, how can Song Yulan be alone? As the mother's family of the princess, the Song family will definitely be affected.

Leaving aside the future, let's just say that with Song Yulan's temperament, can he see the day when the second prince seizes the heir apparent?

The Second Wife of the Song Dynasty, Li Shi, was rather gloating, and persuaded: "Sister-in-law, why are you crying? It is Yulan's blessing to be married by the emperor, and she should be happy. We, Yuyan, are not so lucky."

"If you want to marry you Yuyan, we Yulan will not care about it!" Fan said angrily. He usually let her go, and didn't want to be too fussy with Li, but how could it be her turn to talk nonsense at this time? Song Yulan pushed into the fire pit!

"Shut up!" The Second Master Song angrily scolded Li Shi who was beside him. Li Shi's face suddenly turned red and then pale. She didn't expect her master to shame her in front of everyone. Dare to say anything.

"Brother and sister-in-law, please don't blame Jiannai." Second Master Song hurriedly cupped his hands and apologized: "Jiajie speaks out of control. She doesn't read much and doesn't know a few big characters. What she said definitely didn't mean that."

As soon as Second Master Song said this, Li Shi was so ashamed and angry that she wished to find a place to hide. Fan came from a scholarly family, and was very particular about writing all day long. Although she came from a good background, she was inferior to Fan in everything. It is both self-ashamed and jealous from the bottom of my heart.

Unexpectedly, she just said a sarcastic remark secretly, and her master was so merciless, his eyes were reddened instantly, and he felt aggrieved.

"Okay, stop arguing!" Mrs. Song looked at Song Yulan who was beside her. The little girl was sitting upright with her head lowered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Yu Lan, this is your marriage, and grandfather can't make the decision for you. If you want to marry, hold the imperial decree, grandfather and your parents will let you marry in a glorious manner. If you don't want to, this imperial decree will not Forget it, grandpa will find a way for you, and he will never let you be wronged."

After saying these words, Mrs. Song seemed to have been drained of energy, and sat slumped on the top chair, his back that could not straighten up for a long time became even weaker.

Song Yulan's suppressed tears were urged down by the old man Song's words. Song Yulan raised his head and looked at his grandfather sitting on the main seat. His hair and beard were gray and his face was full of ravines, like a piece of dead wood drifting in the wind and rain, crumbling yet standing still .

(End of this chapter)