The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

"Housekeeper, quickly ask the kitchen to prepare the food." Mrs. Song covered her face and chuckled. The older this man gets, the more he acts like a child. But how could Li'er come back with Tian'er? She should ask Tian'er after dinner. The family had a happy dinner. Mrs. Song's smile never faded, but she still felt a little regretful. If her Yun'er had come back, the family would be reunited.

The next day in court

Song Lin's back was covered in cold sweat. From the moment he went to court, the emperor had always been staring at him vaguely, his eyes full of calculations, or maybe he was overthinking it.

"If you have a petition, please come forward. If you don't, please leave the court." The sharp voice of the eunuch chief Fang Ming rang out, and then there was silence in the hall. Song Lin instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's leave the court. General Song, please stay. I have something to discuss with you." The emperor smiled and touched the imperial green ring on his index finger, as if thinking about something. Song Lin's shoulders froze as he was about to turn around. He bent over and replied, "Your humble servant obeys your order."

After all the ministers in the hall had left, the emperor said to Fang Ming beside him: "Give General Song a seat and serve tea."

"Your servant obeys your order, General Song, please come in!" Fang Ming moved the mahogany carved chair swiftly. After receiving the emperor's suggestive look, he quietly bent down and retreated to a corner.

"Your Majesty, I thank you for the opportunity to sit down!" Song Lin clasped his fists and thanked you loudly. He flicked his robe and sat upright in the hall.

"General, there is no need to be like this. I am just chatting with you about family matters." After saying this, he took a sip of the Longjing tea on the imperial table and nodded with a smile.

General Song was no longer calm, "Your Majesty, please speak frankly. I can still handle this."

"I heard that the general's youngest daughter is over nine years old and has reached the age for marriage. I have a great candidate." The emperor said these words against his will with a shameless face, and he felt very embarrassed.

"Bang!" The tablet in Song Lin's hand slipped to the ground, and the blue veins near his temple throbbed. The royal family was really going too far. The eldest daughter had been summoned to the palace, and now even the nine-year-old youngest daughter was not spared.

"Your Majesty, my youngest daughter is still young and ignorant, she really..." Song Lin lowered his head and suppressed his anger. The emperor was really too ridiculous. His Li'er had just reached the age to learn needlework, how could she be related to the word marriage? Moreover, the laws of the Nanyue Kingdom clearly stated that a girl could only perform the ceremony of marriage at the age of fourteen, and only after the ceremony would she be considered an adult.

"I just have this idea for now. General Song, just leave your daughter's birth date and horoscope. If the horoscopes don't match, I won't force it." The emperor stopped Song Lin with a wave of his hand. Fang Ming in the corner came out at the right time and put the pen and ink in front of Song Lin, saying softly, "General Song, please."

Song Lin could no longer remember how he walked out of the palace. He suddenly felt powerless. He had spent his entire life defending this land, but in the end he could not give his children the most worry-free life. He even had the idea of ​​retiring.

"Windmill, two cents each." The lively hawking called Song Lin back from his deep thoughts. He watched the windmill spinning non-stop, and it turned into Song Yunli's chubby face. The little girl should like these little things, so he handed over the copper coins and took two. Back at the gate of the general's mansion, Song Lin couldn't help but look at the old house next door, and asked the servant at the door in surprise, "It seems that someone has moved into this old house!"

"My Lord, someone moved in last night."