Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 921 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (43)

Chapter 921 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (Forty-three)

When Concubine Shu heard the emperor's words, she was relieved. She had a premonition that the emperor would not give the county lady or the second daughter of the prime minister's mansion to the seventh brother.

Although the Seventh Prince grew up by her side, Concubine Shu just didn't like him. She felt that her adopted son was pretentious and obedient on the surface, but might be scolding her behind her back. He always acted as if everyone was sorry for him. But Concubine Shu didn't feel that she was sorry for him. Did she not give him food or drink? Did she let the palace servants abuse him?

And hadn't she discussed marriage with him? How ridiculous! Outsiders said the Seventh Prince, over eighteen, still unmarried, was all because of her, his adoptive mother. Honestly, hadn't she sent enough portraits? Hadn't she sent enough beauties? There were even some of her daughters from her mother's side. It was the Seventh Prince himself who looked down on them, thinking their families weren't good enough, and said there was no rush; he needed to establish his career first.

Concubine Shu understood what her adopted son was thinking, but after a few years, she still hadn't seen him do anything practical.

Even when it came to rescuing the emperor, Concubine Shu did not dare to tell the truth. She saw it clearly at the time. It was not that the Seventh Prince took the initiative to block the arrow. It was obvious that he stepped on a stone and lost his balance, and fell forward.

In short, even a girl from a truly good family might not necessarily look down on the Seventh Prince.

Even she was reluctant to marry her own niece to the Seventh Prince, so she didn't believe that those big families would be willing to marry their daughters, whom they had raised with great difficulty, to the Seventh Prince to block the slightest chance of his ascending to the throne.

Well, Concubine Shu didn't understand what Song Qingting and Zhou Zhiying were up to. Fortunately, she heard what she wanted to hear from the emperor.

"I thank the Emperor for arranging a marriage for the seventh child. Jian'er, why don't you thank me quickly?"

Concubine Shu smiled and quickly stood up and saluted, not forgetting to remind her adopted son.

When the Seventh Prince returned to his seat, he realized that his father had arranged a marriage for him. His marriage partner was Geng Qianqian, the daughter of the Minister of Rites.

He subconsciously looked up at his future wife. She sat so straight. Although not particularly good-looking, she had been brought up by the wife of the Minister of Rites, and her every move was very proper. The Seventh Prince was terrified. She looked like a carbon copy of the nanny who was in charge of her.

Seeing the Seventh Prince looking at her, Geng Qianqian looked as if she wanted to stop him, as if the Seventh Prince shouldn't look at her so rudely.

Because of the angle, Song Qingting and Zhou Zhiying both thought it was a lingering glance between a man and a woman, which made them both furious. Song Chen said earnestly, "Okay, don't bother with this anymore. You've exhausted me so much lately. Stop doing those useless things. Now that you're old enough, I'll find you a good marriage."

Song Qingting simply lowered her head and clenched her fists.

Although her daughter ignored her, Song Chenshi felt as relieved as Concubine Shu.

Now that the Seventh Prince has a wife, it is impossible for him to marry his own daughter. If the Seventh Prince is the Shufei's biological son, Song Chen would still consider agreeing to her daughter and working hard for her, but if it is an adopted son, then forget it. As the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family, her daughter will not have trouble finding a husband.

Princes were only considered noble when they were few, but now, apart from the fifth and sixth princes who died young, the emperor has six princes. Even if the crown prince can't ascend the throne, he should still be the eldest prince, or at least the eighth prince! Song Chen was not optimistic about the seventh prince. Since he couldn't ascend the throne, there was no need for her daughter to stay in the seventh prince's mansion.

Looking at her daughter, Song Chenshi smiled cheerfully. Her daughter was still young and would figure things out in a few years. Qingli saw the hatred in Song Qingting's eyes. Tsk, Song Chenshi said this at this time. Was she really not afraid that her daughter would become alienated from her?

The next day, sunlight streamed through the window lattices onto the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The usual bustle and tranquility of the mansion was shattered by the imperial edict.

The palace envoy, holding a bright yellow imperial edict, walked through the gate of the mansion without stopping and went straight to the main hall.

All the masters in the prime minister's residence had already dressed neatly and knelt respectfully to receive the order.

After the Prime Minister had the housekeeper give him a reward, he invited the eunuch who announced the decree to drink tea, and after seeing the group off, he said, "Li'er, you should prepare well. You will be getting married next September, and it's time to start embroidering your wedding dress."

Then the Prime Minister said, "The Marquis's Mansion should be coming to perform the six rituals in a few days, Madam, please get ready."

After Qingli and Song Chenshi responded, the Prime Minister called his son with brisk steps and walked towards the study together.

Song Chen sighed in her heart. In the end, the marriage she wanted to snatch fell into the hands of the eldest daughter.

She looked at her heartless daughter with disappointment and turned back to the main courtyard.

Qingli left the house.

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