After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

Sun Miao pondered for a moment. Naturally, he was not afraid of Ling Feng.

But as for Prince Jing…if Prince Jing is unreasonable and really comes to cause trouble, it will be very troublesome.

Sun Miao did not hesitate any longer and immediately stepped forward and bowed to Ling Feng, "Sun is following orders. If I have offended you, I hope General Ling will apologize to Prince Jing on my behalf."

Ling Feng also looked serious and looked at him silently.

Sun Miao, who had just found it ridiculous that people were talking about him, was now sweating profusely.

"General Ling..."

"General Sun, don't be nervous." Ling Feng chuckled, "I just felt that your harsh words just now, your rejection of King Rui, and your refusal to believe my oral instructions, were rather impressive, so I just tried to imitate you."

Sun Miao: …

You've hit someone without hitting him in the face. That's enough!

"My prince is not an unreasonable person. General Sun is just following orders. How could my prince bother with you?"

Ling Feng patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry!"

Sun Miao: …

I was even more panicked. What was going on?

Sun Miao turned his head and looked at the team of betrothal gifts.

The long team had turned and was heading towards the Song family, while another team with 10,000 taels of silver coming out of the palace was gradually catching up from the other end of the street.

It is rare to see such a huge betrothal procession!

Why did he think that Prince Jing was going to fall out of favor?

The Song family at this time.

Song Yanzhou looked at the time in the clepsydra, then looked at the sky outside.

"It's too late, it's almost too late!" Song Yanzhou said anxiously, "Prince Jing can't, can he really not handle it?"

"The auspicious time is about to be delayed!"

"Mingli's marriage cannot go wrong again!"

Song Yanzhou was so anxious that he was furious.

He was spinning in the hall like a top.

The servants in the room really wanted to persuade him to stop...he was spinning their heads so hard that they felt dizzy.

But looking at his face... Never mind, it's easier to bear the dizziness.

"The betrothal gifts from Prince Jing's Mansion have arrived—"

The servant of the Song family sang loudly.

Here it comes, it’s finally here!

Song Yanzhou glanced at the clepsydra. Ha, it was stuck at the last moment!

He breathed a sigh of relief. Even if he was getting married, he probably wouldn't be so nervous.

But he didn't want any mistakes or bad omens in his sister's marriage.

Song Yanzhou stepped out of the flower hall.

But after waiting for a while, no one came to propose marriage, and no betrothal gifts were seen.

"This...what's going on?" Song Yanzhou's palms were sweating.

Don’t be afraid of anything, just let it happen.

His sister is getting married for the second time, don't cause him such trouble!

When Song Yanzhou's brows were twisted into knots, Prince Rui came in panting.

"Don't worry, Yanzhou, the betrothal gifts will arrive soon!" King Rui looked at Tian'er, "Are we in time for the auspicious time?"

Song Yanzhou saw His Royal Highness Prince Rui, who was already old but didn't even care about his image, and came over breathlessly.

The unhappiness in his heart immediately lessened a lot.

"We've made it, we must have made it!" Song Yanzhou nodded.

Prince Rui gave the gift list to Song Yanzhou.

The betrothal gifts then gradually entered the yard.

Song Yanzhou invited Prince Rui and the officials from the Ministry of Rites who arrived later to sit down in the hall to drink tea and talk.

The officials from the Ministry of Rites were also panting.

They were also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. The first time they proposed marriage it was like going to war.

The servants of Prince Jing's mansion carried the betrothal gifts into the storeroom. Someone shouted loudly, and the housekeeper and servants of the Song family were responsible for checking and counting them.

"Fifty thousand taels of silver!" the man outside sang.

The people in the room were slightly stunned.

The prince's regular betrothal gift should be 10,000 taels of silver. After all, there are so many silks, satins, corals and pearls, all of which are valuable goods.

Fifty thousand taels of silver, this is beyond the regulations!

The official from the Ministry of Rites had already frowned.

Who would have thought that right after that, someone outside would shout, "The emperor has given an additional betrothal gift of 10,000 taels of silver!"

People in the hall looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Prince Rui picked up the teacup, blew on it, and took another sip of tea.

The Emperor has added more than the regulations allow, so it doesn’t seem wrong for Prince Jing to add a little more... right?

If this is to be investigated, doesn't it have to start with the Emperor?

"Cough cough..." Song Yanzhou lowered his head and coughed lightly.

He finally understood why Prince Jing had to wait until the betrothal team was stopped in the street before dealing with the matter!

It turns out he was just waiting for the betrothal gift to be blocked!

Otherwise, how could he justify this extraordinary betrothal gift? How could he extort extraordinary favor from the emperor?

Song Yanzhou's initially anxious heart was suddenly soothed by a stream of clear spring water.

His Royal Highness Prince Jing seems careless and doesn't pay attention to details.

It turns out that he can also be so thoughtful and considerate to someone.

Although Mingli married a second time and married Prince Jing, there were many people who laughed at her behind her back and waited to see her make a fool of herself.

Prince Jing himself doesn't seem to care about these criticisms.

But he would think of compensating Mingli more and would want to plan "extraordinary love" for her.

This time, Mingli finally married a good man.

When the news spread among the Song family, everyone in the family was excited.

"Your Highness Prince Jing, I'm afraid you have wronged my young lady!"

"Prince Jing is so kind to Miss!"

Song Mingli listened to the chattering of the maids, and she remained calm.

"Miss, are you not feeling any ripples in your heart?" Zi Su and Mo Lan came to her and asked.

Song Mingli finally raised her head from the veil that was almost finished embroidering, "Yes, who said I don't have any emotions? I am quite happy."

Zi Su and Mo Lan looked at each other and said, "No, you didn't notice it?"

"I will be reunited with Jingyou soon. I am so happy." Song Mingli smiled at them and went back to embroidering the auspicious dragon and phoenix veil with her deft hands.

It turns out that you are still not happy about this "partiality"?

When Shisu was sighing.

Song Mingli finally explained, "Whether others prefer me or not, I am happy in my own way. This is what true happiness is."

The two maids were stunned when they heard this.

Zi Su was the first to react, "Young lady is right! Being controlled by others and the outside world is too unstable and too controlled. I also want to learn to be as happy as Young lady!"

Molan frowned and looked at Song Mingli and Zisu suspiciously.

She scratched her head. "What are you talking about here? Why don't I understand?"

Zi Su looked at her with a smile but refused to say more.

"You have to figure it out yourself."

While the Song family was anxiously waiting for the betrothal gifts, there were others who were also waiting anxiously.

Even though their news came very inconveniently, they were more anxious than the Song family.

Chu Shilin from the Third Prince's Mansion was pacing in the courtyard at this time.

The mansion was surrounded and they were placed under house arrest.

It is really impossible to go out and inquire about the news.

But the people who delivered vegetables and fruits to the mansion every day were still able to bring in some news.

Two days ago, he received a note hidden in a sweet potato.

It is said that today, Prince Jing will definitely be blocked from offering the betrothal gift.

If Prince Jing's proposal is blocked, then Prince Jing's unlucky days will come.

The note was very worn, and the words looked like they were deliberately written with the left hand.

But Chu Shilin knew that this note must have been sent by his father from the clan house.

At this moment, he was still holding the note in his hand, his heart was burning, and his eyes were full of anxiety as he waited.