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Shen Wan also sent a letter to Song Ziling who was far away in the capital that she was going to get married on the sixth day of February. The letter was not sent to let him come to her wedding, but just to tell him.

Come if you can, and don’t come if you can’t. After all, this date is set relatively close, if you come, you may be too late.

She also sent a letter to Chu Ling, just to tell him that Nan Yue and Dong Chen were so far apart, and when he received the letter, he would not be able to come to the wedding in time.

However, after she and Yun Luochuan settled down, she told Chu Ling that they would get married after the beginning of spring.

They will get married soon, Shen Wan is still a little excited, after all this is also her first marriage.

For the invitations to be written by the Shen family, Shen Wan handed them over to Hui Er and You He, because the invitations were basically business partners, as well as Shen Ji's managers and shopkeepers.

"Hey..." Song Ziyu, who was sitting on the carpet and playing with building blocks with Xiao Zian, sighed at Dong Xue and the others who were sitting on the Luohan bed with the Chinese character "囍" cut out.

"Sister sighing for God?" Hearing the sound, the boy looked up at her and asked.

Song Ziyu frowned and said, "Mother is getting married, what should our father do?"

"Father?" Xiao Zi'an narrowed his eyes in confusion, and forgot about his father again.

"It's the person who married my mother."

Kid An tilted his head and thought for a while, "Mother and Yun Shushu are married, Yun Shushu is father, and father is Yun Shushu."

The little guy's understanding is perfect.

Song Ziyu said angrily, "He's not a father, our father is not him."

"Who is that?" Kid An asked with his head tilted.

"Yes..." Song Ziyu's memory and mind were stuck at the age of five or six, and she didn't know her father's name.

"Anyway, it's not that little boy."

Kid An frowned and stared at Song Ziyu displeasedly: "You are not allowed to talk about Yun Shushu, you are impolite."

Song Ziyu blushed at the words of a two-year-old child, but still insisted: "Ling'er, that's not our father, you can't call him father, if you do, our real father will be very sad."

"I'm An An." Kid An touched his chest and said, he felt that sister Yu'er's mind was not very good, An An had said many times that An An was An An, and she even called An An Ling'er.

"I don't have a real father, only Yun Shushu's father, you, you talk nonsense, and ignore you."

Song Heng, who was far away in the imperial city, was expelled from his father's residence so unexpectedly.

After saying that, Zi'an turned his back, facing Song Ziyu with the back of his head.

Seeing that he was really ignoring her, Song Ziyu tugged at his sleeves flatteringly and said, "I won't talk anymore, don't ignore my sister."

Xiao Zi'an is still a kind and lovely child after all, he turned to look at her and said, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Yeah." Song Ziyu nodded, and Xiao Zian continued to play with her building blocks.

On January 20, Song Ziling received Shen Wan's letter from Lu Wenqin.

After taking it apart and looking at it, he went to the study to find his father.

"Father, my mother is getting married." Song Ziling ran into the study and said.

Song Heng, who was holding the Art of War book in his hand, raised his head, with a confused expression on his face, what did he say?

"My mother." Song Ziling raised the letter in Yang's hand.

Song Heng understood, he was talking about "Shen Wan" in Jiangzhou.

Is she... going to get married?

Who is the very handsome Mr. Yun?

"Cough..." Song Heng cleared his throat, trying to make his expression and voice appear natural, "When?"

"The sixth day of February." Song Ziling walked to the table and smiled happily, making his father Song Heng feel that the smile on his face was a bit dazzling.