Song Jinyu didn't return all night, which made Niaoniao extremely worried. Seeing Micui walking in and hurriedly packing things, Niaoniao looked at her in confusion.
"The prince is here. He's arranged a new tent for the eldest young lady," Micui said. The young lady was still sleeping at the moment.
Niaoniao opened her eyes wide. "Ah?"
"Hurry up and pack!"
Just then, Yan Fei heard this at the door. With a bitter smile, he silently turned around and left.
Song Jinyu was really exhausted last night. When she opened her eyes and saw the round ceiling of the tent, she felt extremely happy.
After Micui served her to wash and dress, Qingfeng invited her outside the tent to have breakfast together.
"The sun is so high already?"
She let out a soft yawn. She still hadn't slept enough. They had tossed and turned for too long last night. That hateful man! Early this morning, Niaoniao had seen her slightly swollen red lips and asked about it. She was so embarrassed that she immediately got back under the covers.
"Eldest young lady, please come in!"
As soon as she entered, she saw that hateful man looking at her playfully. "..." What's there to look at!
She sat farther away from him. "Come here!"
Zhongli Mingye's voice was a bit hoarse, probably because he hadn't had a good rest last night.
Do I have to go just because you tell me to? Song Jinyu snorted disdainfully. Unexpectedly, seeing that she refused, the man slightly squinted his phoenix eyes and sneered, "You really have a short memory!"
What did he mean? Was he acting crazy again so early in the morning!
... Under his gaze, she had no choice but to obediently sit closer. "Hey? Why are these all Central Plains dishes!"
"I really don't like those Yanqiu dishes," the prince said.
How pretentious! Song Jinyu silently complained in her heart, but she ate happily.
It smelled so good!
Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks took away the crystal dumpling she had just taken a bite of. "You have your own!" Why did he have to snatch hers!
She looked at him discontentedly. "The one you've bitten into tastes better!"
His words made Song Jinyu blush. He... She silently finished her porridge. Zhongli Mingye handed her the mouthwash, and she rinsed her mouth from his hand.
"I can do it myself..."
Her face turned red again. Why was Zhongli Mingye being so gentle?
Today was the day of the regent prince's grand wedding.
They went to the king's tent together. On the way, they met Xiao Xueyi. Seeing their clasped hands, Xiao Xueyi took a thoughtful look at Song Jinyu. Although she looked as calm as ever, her eyes when looking at Zhongli Mingye seemed to have stars in them, full of smiles and infatuation.
"Greetings to the prince!"
Zhongli Mingye tightened his grip on Song Jinyu's hand. He smiled and said, "I really didn't expect to meet Lord Xiao here."
At this moment, the three of them were standing in front of the king's tent. Many people were coming and going. Many high - ranking officials of Yanqiu were very confused.
She was clearly Xiao Xueyi's beloved wife, but now why was she with Prince Yu?
Feeling the malicious looks from them, Song Jinyu felt a bit uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, Zhongli Mingye gave them a cold look, and everyone quickly shut up.
Wuya Rong, the king of the Southern Courtyard, walked over. After greeting Prince Yu and Xiao Xueyi, he looked curiously at their tightly clasped hands.
"This..."
Zhongli Mingye smiled and said, "Jinyu is my fiancée. She's always been a bit impulsive. A few days ago, she got separated from me. Fortunately, Lord Xiao rescued her, and we were reunited."
The king of the Southern Courtyard looked at Xiao Xueyi, who just smiled but said nothing. He immediately understood that it was probably just to help this young girl out of trouble that day.
Song Jinyu was embarrassed and silent. She silently lowered her head, letting that man make up nonsense seriously.
While waiting for the ceremony to start, the king of Yanqiu stared straight at the woman beside Prince Yu.
Suddenly, he clapped his hands and laughed. "It's only been a few days, and Lady Xiao has become the beloved guest of Prince Yu?"
It was because of him that a joke had been made, and Song Jinyu's reputation had been damaged.
Before she could say anything, Xiao Xueyi stepped forward and said, "That day, this was the only excuse to stop the king's thoughts."
"It was just a misunderstanding!"
The king of the Southern Courtyard tried to gloss over the matter.
Prince Yu stood up, smiled slightly, and said, "I've received the imperial grace, and our marriage has already been bestowed.
"Although Lord Xiao overstepped a bit, he was protecting the future princess of our dynasty. I thank Lord Xiao for his kindness here."
Song Jinyu looked at him in surprise. He was really a scheming man. He had scolded the king of Yanqiu and Xiao Xueyi both explicitly and implicitly. Overstepped a bit, well... Poor Lord Xiao. She looked at Xiao Xueyi apologetically. Suddenly, she felt a pain and angrily turned to look at Zhongli Mingye.
It hurt! That damned bastard! She pouted and looked at him accusingly. If there weren't so many people around, she would have given him a good beating. Humph...
"The bride is here..."
The king of the Southern Courtyard led the bride's hand into the king's tent. The king of Yanqiu stared straight again. "So beautiful..."
But Prince Yu's face darkened, because the bride was none other than Rong Qing'er.
Wasn't she missing on the way back to the capital? It turned out that she had come to Yanqiu to become the regent prince's wife. Song Jinyu looked at Rong Qing'er curiously.
At first, she wasn't sure about the identity of the regent prince's wife. But when Rong Qing'er walked in, a flash of hatred passed through her eyes, which made Song Jinyu sure that she was the daughter of the Duke of Rong and the former concubine of Prince Yu.
The wedding customs of Yanqiu were different from those of the Great Xia Dynasty. It was simpler. After receiving the king's blessing, they could take their seats. Prince Yu still held Song Jinyu's hand, quietly reassuring her.
"My fifth beloved concubine is from the Xia Dynasty," the king of the Southern Courtyard said, referring to Rong Qing'er's identity. As he spoke, he stroked her face without any hesitation.
Not understanding what he was up to, Prince Yu looked at him inscrutably. "Congratulations, Your Highness, on getting such a beautiful woman."
"Yanqiu and the Xia Dynasty have always had exchanges. I hope to deepen our relationship. Open up trade so that the specialties of the two countries can be exchanged," the king of the Southern Courtyard said, seeing that Prince Yu's expression remained unchanged.
"Today is Your Highness's big day. Why not enjoy the wine and have fun? We can discuss this in detail later," Prince Yu refused to talk about this matter. He didn't care about Rong Qing'er, but he had to be on guard.
Rong Qing'er was the protagonist of today's wedding, but there was no joy on her face.
Because this marriage was a conspiracy. Recalling the extremely handsome Prince of Zhongzhou who had arranged for her to get close to the king of the Southern Courtyard of Yanqiu,
He had gently said, "After you succeed, I'll surely give you what you want."
What she wanted was Song Jinyu's death. Could Ming Ruyi really do it? I'm afraid it would be even more difficult to kill Song Jinyu after she married into Prince Yu's mansion!
Now, by chance, she met Song Jinyu again.
Why not... ruin her here in Yanqiu? Her eyes glistened with a venomous light. When she looked at Zhongli Mingye, her heart ached. That man didn't even give her a single look.