[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Looking at the two people who were kneeling in front of the emperor with their backs straight, the emperor rubbed the jade pendant hanging on his waist in his hand and said in a calm voice, "Shi Aiqing might as well think again and make sure you use the conditions I promised you. Here? No regrets?"

"Return to your majesty, I confirm." Shi Yu said, neither humble nor arrogant, "I will never regret it."

The emperor's marriage is the highest honor.

The emperor's grant of marriage not only silenced the public, it also meant that the emperor approved the marriage and no one dared to arrange it.

Thinking of the discussion in the hall just now, Shi Yu frowned slightly.

He himself has no fear of such rumors. After all, he has experienced so much, so it doesn't hurt to say a few more difficult words.

But this time it also involves Song Cian. How could such lowly and dirty words appear on Song Cian? Shiyu doesn't allow this to happen.

Therefore, asking the emperor to grant marriage is the best way.

Song Ci'an naturally understood what Shiyu meant.

In the court hall, the emperor was sitting right in front, so the two of them naturally did not dare to be presumptuous.

Shi Yu just turned his head slightly and showed a slight smile.

The emperor looked at the two of them speechlessly, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. It is said that he loves to smile very rarely.

When she was a child, Aiqing had a straight face, like a little old man who had seen through the world, and almost never smiled.

I didn’t laugh much when I was a child, and after experiencing a lot of things when I grow up, it’s even less likely to smile.

Therefore, every time the emperor saw Shi Yu, Shi Yu had a serious face and rarely smiled. Even when he was rewarded with first-class honors and a thousand gold coins, Shi Yu never smiled.

Now I am smiling at a young boy, even though this young boy is indeed quite good.

There was a subtle sense of imbalance in the emperor's heart, as if his cabbage was being eaten by a pig.

Although this pig is a rare breed.

"Where is Song Aiqing? What do you think about Shi Aiqing's suggestion that I grant marriage to you two?" The emperor looked at Song Ci with a complicated expression.

"Your Majesty, I have no objection." Song Ci'an bent down slightly, "Being able to marry General Shi is a blessing I have cultivated in three lifetimes."

The emperor nodded, "That's good. Since you two are willing, I will grant you a marriage."

……

"How's it going? How's it going? Are you ready?" Yan Mingyue looked at the maid running in with small steps, her face was full of happiness that could not be concealed, and the cardamom-purple steps beside her ears began to sway.

"Princess." Yan Mingyue's personal maid did have a worried look on her face. She knelt down in front of Yan Mingyue with a plop, still panting heavily.

"What's wrong, Qiu Tong?" Yan Mingyue looked surprised and bent down to help the personal maid who was kneeling on the floor. "Get up and talk. Did your father successfully grant the marriage?"

The maid followed Yan Mingyue's strength and stood up, but she was bent over. Tears were about to burst out of her eyes, "Princess, the Holy Lord has granted marriage to Young Master Song and General Shi."

"What?" Yan Mingyue seemed to be confused by this information. She suspected that she heard it wrong? "What did you say?"

"My father granted marriage to Young Master Song and General Shi? Which General Shi, Shi Yu?" Yan Mingyue murmured.

"Yes, princess. It's General Shiyu." The maid lowered her eyebrows and said with her chest in her chest.

"How is that possible? My father clearly promised to let Song Ci'an be my consort." The princess said in disbelief.

"Sister." Yan Lingyue stood by the door, raised her hand and knocked on the door, followed by a maid in a goose-yellow dress.

"Ling'er? Come in quickly." Yan Mingyue said quickly when she saw Yan Lingyue standing at the door.

Yan Lingyue stepped in and asked, "Sister, are you okay?" A pair of eyes stared at Yan Mingyue worriedly, with worry that could not be hidden in her eyes.

Yan Mingyue frowned, "You also know?"

"Yeah." Yan Lingyue nodded.

Qiu Tong saw Yan Lingyue walking in and quickly stepped aside.

"I heard that my father granted marriage to Mr. Song and General Shi because they had been together for a long time."

Upon seeing this, Qiutong also told everything that happened in the court.

To say that Yan Mingyue was very angry when she first learned that her consort had been cut off.

But now that I know the specific reason, most of my anger has disappeared.

But as a princess, the consort she fell in love with had already married someone else, so she still couldn't save her face.

"Hmph! This princess now declares that I don't like Song Ci'an anymore!" Yan Mingyue crossed her chest with her hands and spoke in an arrogant tone.

"Are you serious, sister?" Yan Lingyue covered her lips and chuckled, deliberately teasing her.

Yan Lingyue originally heard from her maid that her father had granted Mr. Song a marriage to someone else, and she was afraid that Yan Mingyue would not be able to think about it, so she hurriedly came to Yan Mingyue after hearing the news.

Now looking at Yan Mingyue's reaction, we also know that she has given up on Song Ci'an.

Originally, the two of them only met each other on one side, without any multiple feelings.

Feelings come and go quickly.

"Of course it's true!" When Yan Mingyue heard that her sister didn't believe her, she immediately shouted angrily, "It's truer than gold!"

"I, Yan Mingyue, can pick it up and put it down. I'm just a man with two legs. With my talents, looks, and status, I can't find anything I want!"

"Missing this princess is Song Ci'an's loss! Huh!!!"

……

After a great victory in the battle, he rewarded the relevant soldiers and married a loving young lover. The emperor's face was rosy and he looked like he was in high spirits.

Immediately, the emperor was overjoyed and ordered a banquet for three days in honor of all the soldiers and courtiers.

After going to court, the ministers all rushed back to their homes to change clothes and attend the evening banquet. Time was tight, so only a few people greeted Song Ci'an and Shi Yu.

This includes Prince Yan Xi.

"Sir Song, General Shi, please stay." Yan Ju smiled.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Song Ci'an and Shi Yu stopped and said, "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Everyone had almost left by now, and the prince raised his hand, "I would like to congratulate you two."

The three of them were walking and talking, with Yan Weiyi and Pei Zhi following them not far behind, while the others had gone back to clean up early.

"Lao Pei, what do you think they were talking about?" Yan Weiyi crossed his chest and tilted his head, looking thoughtful.

Pei Zhi remained expressionless, "Don't discuss things that shouldn't be discussed."

"Hey~" Yan Weiyi touched Pei Zhi's arm, "What do you mean by things that shouldn't be discussed? I didn't steal, rob, or break the rules, so why can't I just say a few words behind my back?"

Pei Zhi still looked like a stone, unmoved.

"I said you are so boring. I don't know which girl or brother I want from Huohuo in the future~" Yan Weiyi looked at Pei Zhi's dead face and sighed, "Not like me, who is so interesting and gentle. , I don’t know how happy my girl and brother are to marry me.”

Pei Zhi turned his head and glanced at Yan Weiyi, who was immersed in fantasy. He wanted to roll his eyes, but because of his image, he held back and opened his lips, "I don't know how to marry."