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"The situation is urgent, Qing'er!" Song Yuanbai thought she didn't hear him clearly, so he raised his voice a little more anxiously.

When Song Qinghong heard the news, she was stunned and didn't react at all. It took her a while to come back to her senses.

She grabbed Song Yuanbai's sleeve with her backhand, her voice trembling, "How could it be so sudden? Did my brother hear it wrong? If my aunt knew the news, she would definitely come to me."

She had not heard any news about her being arranged to marry, and this sudden news really caught her off guard.

The Third Prince has so many aides. What is the meaning of marrying her to one of the Third Prince's aides?

"It is the news from the palace brought by my aunt. It must be correct. Recently, I heard Qu Chi talking about an aide to the Third Prince. That person is the one who saved you before. His name is Ye Hanshan." When Song Yuanbai said Wen Xiangzhu's alias, he glanced at Shen Jiayu standing next to him, and then continued, "There are too many coincidences between you and him, so coincidental that it doesn't seem like a coincidence."

Shen Jiayu, who was listening to their conversation with her head down, noticed Song Yuanbai's gaze on her, but her expression remained unchanged.

Song Qinghong's expression changed slightly. She let go of the hand that was grabbing Song Yuanbai's sleeve, turned around and sat down again.

"If it's really him, it's better. I haven't spent much time with him, but I know him a little bit. I trust him. Maybe because I can't be with the person I like, God just arranged a marriage for me."

Seeing that she didn't care about her marriage at all, Song Yuanbai felt extremely distressed. He had watched his sister grow up since she was a child, and he could tell at a glance what she was thinking.

"What are you talking about? We all know that you like the Fifth Prince, and the Fifth Prince only has one concubine by his side. As long as you want, my father and I can find a way to help you. Even if it doesn't work out in the end, we will never let you marry a staff member around the prince!"

"I know my brother is doing this for my own good, but we cannot shake the emperor's will." Song Qinghong looked into his eyes and slowly pointed out the crux of the problem.

Song Yuanbai was so overwhelmed that he only thought about asking Song Qinghong for advice first, but he forgot such an important matter.

"Forget it, don't worry about it. I'll come back to you after my father and I come up with a plan. Don't leave the house recently."

Song Yuanbai gave some instructions and left in a hurry.

The bustling courtyard returned to peace.

Song Qinghong slowly raised her eyes and looked at Shen Jiayu, her mind full of thoughts. She listened to everything Song Yuanbai said.

Every time she left the house, she always had an inexplicable feeling, and when she was about to realize it, the feeling suddenly disappeared.

Now she knew that it was a feeling of being arranged by others. Her life in the Prime Minister's Mansion was arranged by others. Only when she left Kyoto did she feel free.

She was arranged by Shen Jiayu.

"Jia Yu, come and sit down." Song Qinghong said slowly, and turned to look at Lu Qi, "Let them all go out, and you should go out too. Don't come in without my order."

Luqi bowed, responded softly, and glanced at them.

Everyone in the yard was taken away, leaving only the two of them.

Shen Jiayu's heart skipped a beat and her heartbeat suddenly quickened. She felt vaguely uneasy. Song Qinghong looked into her eyes indifferently, as if he wanted to see through her.

"Jia Yu, you are actually very familiar with Mr. Ye, right? He is your master. The first time you went to the teahouse, it was not because you had been there and had a good tea, but because Mr. Ye was there, so you wanted to take me with you, right?"

As expected, he was seen through.

Once you tell a lie, you have to use countless lies to cover it up. Shen Jiayu is like this now. She herself is a huge lie.

She was not good at these things, and Song Qinghong was a girl who grew up in Kyoto. How could she be fooled by these little tricks?

"Yes, you noticed it a long time ago, why didn't you expose me?"

There is no point in continuing to deceive people. Song Qinghong is not a stupid white flower.

"There's an indescribable feeling about you that I like very much. I know you approached me with a purpose, but I don't know who sent you. I can also feel that you have no ill will towards me. I also really want to be a sister with you, so I brought you back despite my brother's objection."

"You didn't disappoint me, and you didn't do anything excessive, until you took me to the teahouse that day. I could see that you had never been there before. And you asked me these questions again today. After thinking about it, this is the only idea that makes the most sense."

Song Qinghong said a lot.

Shen Jiayu lowered his head, and after she finished speaking, the uneasiness in his heart actually dissipated a lot. Finally, he didn't have to lie to her anymore.

"I'm sorry." Shen Jiayu apologized softly, "Since you know everything, I will leave here today. I am sorry for causing this situation..."

"I forgive you. There is still hope for the marriage. If the emperor has really decided, it will not be my brother who comes to me, but the imperial decree."

Song Qinghong stopped Shen Jiayu who was about to leave and said, "Jiayu, I really like you when I said that. Can you... not leave? If you really want to leave, can you think about it again and stay a few more days?"

"I..." Shen Jiayu was very ashamed. She had never done such a thing in her life. How could she have the face to stay here?

"Jia Yu, think about it carefully. I know you won't be bound by this world. Just think of it as accompanying me for a while, okay? I'm going to look for my father and brother. There's no one else here. Think about it again."

Song Qinghong held her hand, and her gentle voice was like the warm spring breeze that brushed across her heart.

She really didn't blame him at all.

After saying these words softly, he slowly left the yard, and Shen Jiayu was the only one left.

She couldn't sit or stand.

In a daze, he walked to the swing, sat on it, and swayed slowly.

Shen Jiayu's emotions are very complicated now. At the beginning, he approached Song Qinghong just to complete the task, knowing that in her setting Song Qinghong was a gentle little white flower.

She is kind and easy to get along with. She is also the girl who has the most contact with Wen Xiangzhu in the book. If there is just a slight possibility that she can rewrite her own settings and they are together, her second mission can be completed.

But people have feelings.

To her, these people are all characters in her works, but she only wrote the settings and the general plot, and these are their lives.

After getting along with him for a while, she felt a little bit reluctant.

A good person like Song Qinghong should live a good life. Maybe she was thinking in the wrong direction from the beginning.

Shen Jiayu sat on the swing, his body swaying back and forth. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He didn't know what to do.

The better Song Qinghong treated her, the more uncomfortable she felt.

When the shaking reached its highest point, her mind went blank and suddenly a voice appeared.

"It's you..."