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In the imperial study, Song Yanshu bowed respectfully to Emperor Kang Ren, "Your servant, Song Yanshu, pays respects to the emperor. May our emperor live long and long."

Emperor Kang Ren raised his hand slightly, with a barely perceptible fatigue in his voice, "Get up quickly, kid, just call me uncle in private!"

"Yes, uncle!" Song Yanshu responded respectfully.

"How is your mother?" Emperor Kang Ren asked with concern, with a hint of politeness in his tone.

"Thank you, uncle, for your concern. My mother is doing well." While responding, Song Yanshu stole a glance at Emperor Kang Ren.

Emperor Kang Ren nodded slightly, and then said: "Yanshu, I believe you have heard about the situation in the southwest. The traitorous people like Li Yongjun really give me a headache. Now, I can only rely on my own people. Of course, I know your deep feelings for the Northwest Army, so after you put down the rebellion in the southwest, I will allow you to return to the Northwest Army."

"Thank you for your grace, my royal uncle." Song Yanshu did not show too much surprise after learning about Emperor Kang Ren's conditions.

Upon seeing this, Emperor Kang Ren continued, "But once you return to the northwest, your mother will be alone in the capital, and I imagine she will be quite lonely. Therefore, you still have to consider getting married as soon as possible so that your mother can have a companion." Three-tenths of his words were genuine concern, and seven-tenths were out of other considerations.

Song Yanshu looked embarrassed and lowered his head slightly and said, "Uncle Emperor, there is a rebellion in the southwest right now, and my nephew really has no intention of considering marriage." He knew what the emperor was thinking.

Emperor Kang Ren smiled and said earnestly: "Yanshu, as the ancient saying goes, cultivate yourself, manage your family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world. If you can't even cultivate yourself and manage your family, how can you talk about governing the country and bringing peace to the world?"

After a pause, he continued, "If you insist on not getting married, then you should just stay in the capital for the rest of your life and serve your mother wholeheartedly." There was an unquestionable threat implied in Emperor Kang Ren's words.

Song Yanshu was struggling when he heard this. He knew that if he didn't agree to get married, he would never get the military power in the northwest in this life. After struggling for a while, he looked up at Emperor Kang Ren, with a hint of compromise in his eyes: "Uncle, I am not unwilling to get married, but I am uneasy as long as the situation in the southwest is not settled. But since you have this intention, I will do my best."

"That's great." Emperor Kang Ren nodded with satisfaction, a relieved smile on his face, "Then get married before you go to the southwest. This way, you will have nothing to worry about and can serve the country with peace of mind."

I thought the marriage would be discussed after I returned from the southwest, so there might be room for maneuver. However, I didn't expect that Emperor Kang Ren actually asked for the marriage to be completed before going to the southwest.

Although Song Yanshu was extremely reluctant, he could only answer yes at this moment. Seeing this, Emperor Kang Ren smiled slightly, stood up, patted his shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you to select a woman who can match you." After Song Yanshu thanked the emperor for his grace, he left the imperial study.

After leaving the palace, he felt even more depressed. At this moment, snowflakes were floating in the sky. He let them gently fall on his face, interweaving with the tears that slipped down inadvertently, and melting instantly. Looking at this vast snowy scene, he felt that the road ahead was all confused...

In Prince Jing's mansion, Murong Xuanyi and Yuan Ying were having dinner. Murong Xuanyi said softly, "Yan'er, Yanshu is getting married."

Yuan Ying was surprised after hearing this, "Oh, when did it happen? Why haven't I heard about it?"

"It was the emperor's father's request." Murong Xuanyi put down his chopsticks, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Yuan Ying was shocked. Although she could not respond to Song Yanshu emotionally, she still hoped that he could meet a good match and live a happy life.

"Then... who is the woman?" Yuan Ying couldn't help but ask.

Murong Xuanyi shook his head, "I don't know."

Yuan Ying was silent for a while, "Maybe this is a good thing. Song Yanshu can't stay single forever."

Murong Xuanyi smiled bitterly, "Yes, it also fulfills my aunt's heart."

The two of them sat in silence, and the atmosphere at the table became somewhat solemn. Snow was still falling outside the window.

Yun Jiu, who was listening quietly, couldn't help but dim his eyes. He had to tell Qin Zhichu the news as soon as possible. Meng Yao had mentioned that Qin Zhichu had a secret crush on the Duke, and Yun Jiu became even more anxious. So he went to the academy overnight.

"What? Song Yanshu wants to get married?" Qin Zhichu was shocked after hearing Yun Jiu's words. How could she let someone else snatch the man she liked away halfway?

She said to Yun Jiu gratefully, "Good brother, thank you for telling me this news!"

Yun Mengyao asked anxiously, "Zhichu, what should we do now?"

Qin Zhichu curled his lips and smiled, "He just said he was going to marry a wife, but he didn't say who he was going to marry."

I originally thought we could have a long future together, and now it seems like now is the perfect time.

That night, Qin Zhichu was writing something at the desk. She wrote and tore, tore and wrote. It was not until the sky turned pale that she put down her pen and blew the wet ink on the paper.

The next morning, Qin Zhichu dressed up carefully, put on a fiery red cloak, and pinned an exquisite jade hairpin on her hair. She looked gentle and smart. She took the carefully prepared gifts and set off for the Duke's Mansion.

After the news of the Duke's Mansion's intention to get married was announced, many noble ladies in the capital became eager to become the Duke's Mansion's new bride.

Song Yanshu had just gotten up when Princess Dunchun came to him with a concerned look on her face and asked, "Shu'er, the daughter of Marquis Jin'an is 19 years old and pretty; the daughter of General Ping'an is 19 years old and heroic; and the eldest daughter of the Minister of Revenue is 18 years old and gentle and virtuous... They all admire you and want to marry you. Which one do you like? I will go and propose to you in person."

Song Yanshu rubbed his temples, feeling mixed emotions. He knew he couldn't avoid this, but none of these noble ladies were what he wanted.

"Mother, it's up to you to marry whoever you like." Song Yanshu said helplessly.

Princess Dunchun was immediately furious. "Song Yanshu, marriage is a serious matter, how can it be treated as a joke? This is for you to marry a wife, how can you say I can marry whoever I like?"

Song Yanshu was silent for a moment, the bitterness in his heart was evident in his words. "Mother, I have no chance to marry the person I love in this life. If so, what difference does it make who I marry?"

Princess Dunchun also sighed in her heart. She knew what her son was thinking.

Princess Dunchun's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "Shu'er, don't worry for now. I will carefully select one for you. I don't ask her to have a prominent family background, I just hope she can treat you sincerely and treat you with respect."

Song Yanshu nodded gently, but his heart was at a loss. He knew that no matter who his mother chose for him, he would have to accept it. But who could understand the pain in his heart?

At this time, a report came from outside the door, "Duke, Qin Zhichu wants to see you."

Song Yanshu was stunned. Qin Zhichu? What was she doing here?

Princess Dunchun was also surprised and glanced at Song Yanshu, "Qin Zhichu? She came to see you?"

Song Yanshu shook his head gently and said, "Mom, I'll go take a look."

Although Princess Dunchun was full of doubts, she did not ask any further questions.

Song Yanshu straightened his clothes and walked out of the room, only to see Qin Zhichu standing gracefully at the door. Her fiery red cloak made her skin look as white as snow, and the jade hairpin on her bun made her look even more gentle.

"Miss Qin, I wonder what brings you here today?" Song Yanshu asked politely.

Qin Zhichu looked at Song Yanshu and smiled, "Duke, I came here today to ask for a favor."