Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

Yue Ziyu nodded calmly:

"My uncle, aunt, and cousin have come from afar. I will take you to my mother's funeral hall now."

Song Yannian and Zhang suddenly remembered what they were here for. Song Yannian blew his nose heavily and cried out:

"My poor sister! Your brother is here to see you!!!"

The palace doorman quickly closed the door. It would be embarrassing to see people if the howling got out.

Zhang held Song Yanran with one hand and beat her chest with the other hand and burst into tears:

"Sister, you left at such a young age. You only enjoyed the wealth of the palace for a few years~~~"

Song Yanran's eyes also turned red, tears welled up in them, and her eyes were fixed on Yue Ziyu's face, full of pity and heartache.

Yue Ziyu was confused by what he saw.

He coughed lightly:

"Uncle and aunt, Mother's funeral hall is quite far from here. Please go there first..."

Although the Dingbei Palace set up a mourning hall for Song, it was almost known to everyone that Song had angered the Dingbei King before her death and was sent to the ancestral temple, so few people came to the mourning hall to pay their respects.

No one would cry in front of the gate of the palace.

Zhang burped loudly, and immediately stopped crying. She stared straight in the direction of the main hall:

"Second Young Master, we have been here for quite some time, why don't the Prince and Princess come to see us?"

Yue Ziyu was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

He had only been away from home for two years, so why did he find it so difficult to communicate with his uncle and aunt?

He couldn't just say, "My sister's uncles are here, they are more important than you."

"My dear uncle, please follow me."

Yue Ziyu's wet nurse, Mother Zhao, came to the gate of the palace at some point. She pursed her lips and stood in front of Song Yannian, her eyes stern:

"The head of the Lu family has come to the palace in person, and the prince is entertaining guests in the main hall. It would be inappropriate for the second young master not to go over there!"

Yue Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

Song Yannian and Zhang looked at each other, then smiled and asked Mother Zhao:

"Did the Lu clan leader bring several Lu clan sons with him?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Ziyu's breath got stuck in his throat again.

What on earth is my uncle going to do?

Mother Zhao cursed inwardly, pushed Yue Ziyu, and said even more impolitely:

"I say, uncle, how many people from the Lu family have come has nothing to do with you. Aren't you two here today to burn incense for the princess?"

Zhang stood on tiptoe and looked towards the main hall. Although she could not see anything, her eyes were shining:

"We are the second young master's uncle's family, and the Lu family is also the uncle's family of the palace. We are all relatives, and we should also go and say hello to the Lu family..."

Mother Zhao suppressed her anger and took Zhang's hand to lead her to the mourning hall:

"Please stop thinking about it! You can't just recognize relatives randomly like that!"

She was strong and healthy, and she took Zhang away with her, and Zhang couldn't even break free.

Song Yannian hurriedly followed after him, cursing.

Song Yanran was helpless, she looked up at Yue Ziyu with resentment:

"Second Master, Yanran will go and burn incense for her aunt now."

Yue Ziyu nodded hurriedly, and then he saw Song Yanran holding the little maid's hand and slowly, very slowly, following behind her parents.

He looked at the backs of his uncle's family, and for some reason, he felt even more depressed.

On the way to the mourning hall, Zhang used a lot of strength to shake off Mother Zhao's hand.

"I say, Zhao family, do you understand the rules? How dare you be so rude to me?"

Her wrists were red!

Mother Zhao stopped and looked around to see if there was anyone around. Then she turned around and looked coldly at Song Yannian and his wife:

"To be honest with you, I am only loyal to the princess and her son in my life. Who are you two? Do you think you can put on airs in front of me? Dream on!"

Song Yannian trotted along behind, cursing in his heart but still smiling:

"Zhao family, we are anxious. We have asked you many times before. The eldest son has no future, and the prince only has the second son. Won't the palace belong to the second son in the future? You have to help our Yanran. If this marriage goes through, we will definitely remember your kindness!"

Song Yanran hurried and finally caught up. When she heard the second half of her father's words, a shy blush appeared on her face and her heart was full of anticipation.

Although she had always considered herself her eldest cousin's fiancée, her eldest cousin now had to rely on hard labor for a living and was completely despised by the emperor. How could such a man be worthy of her?

No matter how handsome her cousin was, she had to give up with reluctance.

Fortunately, after my second cousin went to Xilu Academy, he seemed to be reborn. Not only did he grow taller, but his appearance also became much more handsome.

Song Yanran was still nervous when she entered Beijing today, but after meeting Yue Ziyu just now, she felt very satisfied and surprised.

Mother Zhao's eyes moved from Song Yannian and his wife to Song Yanran's face. She looked her up and down for a long time and closed her eyes tiredly:

"What do you think you are, the princes of the palace? You can pick and choose whatever you want. Do you think you are buying cabbage at the vegetable market?"

Zhang puffed out her chest and spoke confidently:

"We are different. We are the second young master's uncle! Besides, the second young master will always have to arrange a marriage. How can women outside be as caring as our own cousins?"

Mother Zhao looked at Zhang coldly and sneered:

"Stop talking nonsense. To tell you the truth, your cousin wants to be the second young master's legal wife. That's wishful thinking!"

Song Yanran's face turned pale when she heard this.

Song Yannian became anxious and interrupted:

"Why are you so wishful thinking? The Second Young Master is not the Crown Prince yet, so take advantage of this opportunity to get engaged. When he is crowned the Crown Prince in the future, Yanran will naturally become the Crown Prince's Consort..."

Mother Zhao rolled her eyes to the sky:

"Uncle, uncle and madam, please wake up. With the Second Young Master's status, no matter if he is a crown prince or not, his wife must be at least the daughter of a fourth-rank official. My cousin is not even a little bit inferior!"

"The most Miss Cousin can fight for is a concubine!"

Song Yanran stood aside and bit her lips.

So, she is still not qualified to be the second cousin's legal wife?

Zhang's eyes turned when she heard this:

"So, Zhao family, do you have a way to let Yanran become the second young master's concubine first?"

As long as her daughter can enter the palace, she can keep her family rich. Are concubines in the palace just ordinary concubines?

Mother Zhao suppressed her disgust as she looked at the greedy Zhang. If she wasn't so alone and powerless, if the Second Young Master wasn't still young, if she couldn't find other helpers to avenge the princess, how could she discuss the Second Young Master's marriage with such a person?

She pursed her lips, looked around again, and made sure no one was passing by before whispering:

"The princess has passed away, and the second young master has to observe mourning for three years. If my cousin wants to enter the palace, there is only one way, that is, to rush into the palace before the mourning period begins, and say that it was the princess who arranged the marriage for the second young master before she died. After all, she is just a concubine, and the prince will not care too much!"

Mother Zhao felt as if she was being scratched by a cat.

Second Young Master, you have to understand the wet nurse's painstaking efforts. She is doing this to help you get revenge!